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As a son of divorce, I never really banked on steady relationships. I always believed honesty was the best way, and it was more honorable to keep relationships short and sweet than going through the cumbersome parts. Though I must admit, I wonder sometimes what it would be like to be in a long relationship with someone like Amy.
To dispel my intrusive thoughts, I pull her close to me, the skin-on-skin contact sending thrills down my spine. “I guarantee you that you’re nothing like anyone else I’ve dated.”
She lifts an eyebrow. “Because of my invisible yet sturdy chastity belt?”
That too. I chuckle. “You’re just… different. You don’t require much, if I’m honest. Then at the same time, there’s a lot of restraint I need to exercise to be around you.”
She narrows her eyes, probably trying to make sense of my poor attempt at explaining. But it’s so hard to grasp these emotions menacing my mind. Emotions I can’t quite explain yet. Maybe it’s best this way.
“So I’m a lot?” she asks.
“You are a lot. All the time. Everywhere,” I say, my voice hoarse.
I kiss her, a kiss that starts slow and languid, but then it grows, it builds, it explores. My cock is getting hard, red hot lust stirring inside, my gut clenching. I have to remind myself to not take this too far.
I take her in my arms, and she yelps, surprised. I bring both of us out of the pool and give her a towel. We dry each other, and when my eyes met hers, I notice the silver flecks flickering in her deep blue irises, and can’t resist. I kiss her again—this time, no slow languid affair.
We fall on an oversized tanning bed, and I intensify the kiss, my tongue sweeping hers with relentless determination. We’re also still naked, towels sliding off our bodies. Awareness surges through me, and I make a mental note to take things slow. But it’s so fucking hard.
“Oh baby… this is so good,” she whispers, her voice throaty. “Can I ask you something?”
“Anything.”
She lowers her hand to my cock. “Can you bring your cock closer to me… just without going all the way in?”
My breath catches in my throat. Rubbing my dick against her walls and not fucking her may just finish me off, and not in the good way. Sweat slicks on my forehead. I want to do it, but damn, this will put my self-control through the ultimate test. “You want to kill me, don’t you?”
She lets out a strangled chuckle, and I catch the gleam of anticipation in her eyes. “No, I mean it.”
I can’t say no to her. “Come here.” I lay her on the chaise lounge, drooping my body over hers, carefully, my heartrate ascending several notches.
I rub the thick head of my cock in her folds, and she quivers, moaning, and my dick gets harder. It’s like our bodies know what we need. She wraps her legs around me, and damn, she’s so fucking wet I’m about to explode. “You like that, huh?”
She moans. “Ooooh yes. I feel like you’re even closer to me.”
“God, woman,” I say between gritted teeth.
I move around a little, between her folds, to make sure I don’t thrust my cock all the way in and finish this charade. She whimpers, thrashing her head from side to side, and when I squeeze her clit, she contracts her whole body. I have to withdraw from her to resist the urge to fuck her the way we both need.
I watch her intently as she closes her eyes in pleasure, and I can feel the tension radiating from her body as her orgasm builds to its crescendo.
She’s quivering, her eyes tightly shut and her mouth wide open in a silent scream.
When she opens her eyes, the mix of affection and hope I see in them cuts me straight to my soul. I desperately need a release, an escape, a way out of this mess. I stroke my cock a few times, and without breaking eye contact, I soon come, and spill my seed on her tits.
A fiery energy bounces between us, with an undercurrent of apprehension. We both know we’re in way over our heads… but there’s no way we can stop now.
7
Amy
“Are you ready?”Grant asks from the other side of the door.
I look at my reflection in the mirror. He’s bought me this beautiful dress that we picked out online, even though I was reluctant after seeing the price. But he insisted, and now, as I smooth my hand down the stunning V-neck silky hunter green gown that whispers above my knee, I know why. The fabric is seductively soft, each time I do the slightest movement it hugs me back. There are no big patterns, but the simplicity of it, the richness of the color really helps and I look like a goddess, and feel like one too.
I hope my smokey eye makeup and nude lipstick color complement the look well.
“Amy?”
