CHAPTER 12 - DREAM

The tub was one of those big, deep clawfoot ones and I filled it just high enough to cover my breasts. I sank back against the cool porcelain and let it soothe my aching back, as the hot water did its magic on the rest of me.

I had my hair bunched up in a top knot and lathered my breasts and shoulders before letting it fall. It needed a good wash, and I was sure going to miss the vanilla bean shampoo that Liza had.

I had scrubbed every inch of myself and had started to prune when I looked around and realized I’d forgotten a towel. The room had one cabinet, and I dripped across the floor to lean in and take a peek.

About that time, I heard footsteps out in the hallway. “Chance?”

“Yeah,” he called through the door.

“I don’t see any towels.” I tried to bunch my hair and wring it out over the tub as the water went down the drain.

“Shit. I’m sorry about that. Star made a mess and flooded the bathroom the other night. I had to use all we had, and they’re still down in the dryer. I’ll go get them.” The footsteps faded and minutes later returned.

A knock came to the door. “I’ll just leave it if you want.”

I opened the door a crack as he was stepping away. I was hidden behind the door but his eyes went behind me, and he grinned.

He leaned in close as he passed the towel. I turned around to see the mirror behind me, and nearly screeched. He could see everything. I wrapped the towel around me quickly, and he stepped back into the hall. “Is there anything else I can do for you?”

I stepped out with him, the towel wrapped around me and my hair dripping down my back. Without realizing what I was saying, my mouth opened and the words came out. “I can think of a few things.” I looked him up and down.

“Yeah?” He pulled me into his arms, and I let go of the towel to put my arms around him. It was secure tight around me, tucked just above my breasts, but a moment later, he reached up and tugged it down. As the towel fell to my feet, his lips crushed down on mine.

“I’ve been hoping you’d do that.” I stood there naked, pressed up against him as my chest heaved and my body warmed with desire.

“Yeah, well, I’ve wanted to do that.” He leaned back and looked at me.

“What else have you wanted to do?” I ran my hands up his firm chest. All of a sudden, I was off my feet, and he was carrying me across the hall to his bedroom.

Once inside, he stripped off his shirt. His mouth found mine again as I snaked my hand inside his pants and gripped his cock. He pulled away and hissed out a breath through his teeth.

“You’ve had me worked up for weeks,” he said.

“Yeah, I noticed the other night.”

He grinned with a twinkle in his eye.

“You should have seen what I had to do in that shower.”

“Oh, I imagined it. I’m guilty too.”

“Oh yeah? You’ve been thinking improper thoughts about me?” He kissed me, walking us to the bed, tugging his pants off and tossing them aside.

“Oh, they were very proper for the moment.” I threw my legs over his lap, and he pulled me to him. I shifted until I straddled him, but I kept my hand stroking and working him.

“You’re going to make me finish before we start if you keep that up. It’s kind of been a while for me.”

“Me too. I haven’t even thought about it in months until I saw you.” He leaned over and opened the drawer next to his bed and placed two condoms on the bedside table.

I slipped down between his legs and held onto both knees as I licked his balls and shaft and then took him into my mouth.

“Fuck. You’re going to do me in.” He moaned and rolled his hips as I relaxed my throat and took him as far as I could to the back of my throat. He seemed to relax into it, and then he pumped himself upward, fucking my mouth with a steady rhythm.

After a moment, I eased up for a breath, and he cupped my face and looked into my eyes. “Stretch out on the bed with me; I want to taste you too.” I stood up, and he dragged himself back onto the bed and held his arms out to me.

I lay with him a moment, kissing his mouth and then going down his body. “Straddle me, Dream,” he whispered as he patted my leg.

I did as he said, straddling his face and he brought me down to meet his mouth. He took one long lap and then breathed against me. “That’s so good, baby.” He kissed and sucked, his tongue slipping through my folds and teasing my channel.

I moaned and then took him into my mouth, sucking his head with so much pressure he moaned against me. Soon he was so into what he was doing that I rose up and cupped my breasts, pinching my nipples as I came. And when I went back down on him, I was even more eager to get my own taste.

I relaxed my throat and took a deep breath, pulling him down until he was well past my tonsils. “I’m going to come.” He tensed, and I knew he was expecting me to pull away, but I only did enough to where his load splashed against my tongue, giving me a salty taste.

“Fuck.” He paused only a moment and then lapped and licked until my next release came. “That was so hot. I can’t wait to fuck you. I want my dick deep inside this beautiful pussy.” He gave me one last lick and slapped my ass as I rolled off him and turned around to tuck close beside him.

“Do you need a minute?”

“You tell me.” He took my hand and put it down on his cock.

I gave a soft giggle and reached down to stroke it, and he moaned.

He pulled one of the condoms off the nightstand and unwrapped it.

“Allow me,” I said as I took it from him and slowly rolled it over his thick purple shaft.

He groaned loudly and flipped me onto my back with one quick move. As he rose over me, I opened my legs wide, wanting to grant him full access. He grinned down at me and placed a slow, sensual kiss on my mouth.

He teased my slit with his head, rubbing it back and forth until finally, he nudged his cock in, just a little at a time. “Fuck, you’re tight.”

“Yeah, it has been a while.”

“That’s a shame, baby. You should be fucked well and often.” He rocked his hips against me until he was buried in my depths.

“God, you’re so big,” I said, feeling his width gloriously stretch the walls of my pussy.

The slight discomfort I’d felt when his enormous base had split me, quickly turned to pleasure as he thrust rhythmically into my tight wet hole. His cock hit all the right places and within seconds I was screaming his name as my orgasm took hold of me and shook me to my core. As the pleasure ebbed, he pulled me tight against him and rolled us both over so that I was impaled on his enormous shaft.

My hands slid up his chest and around his shoulders as he brought me forward to suck my nipples, which were so sensitive, that I couldn’t stand it. I milked his cock with my next release, and he bucked his hips and pulled his arm around my waist. He held me in place and thrust up into me, fucking me harder and harder until I was screaming with pleasure.

“That’s right; I love it when you scream. I’m going to come so hard. Fuck.” He thrust his hips until we were slapping against one another; his cock stroking my G-spot until my next orgasm had me quaking and milking him with my walls. But when he poured into me, I could feel the spurts of hot cum filling me. It was amazing, but unexpected.

As our orgasms faded, we looked at one another, realization dawning on both of our faces.

I lifted off his cock, and sure enough, the broken condom was hanging loosely around him, and his release dripped down my thighs.

“Are you on the pill?” he asked.

I shook my head and closed my eyes. “No. But I’m sure it will be ok, right?” I asked, dumbly.

He nodded and gathered me against him. “Yeah, it’ll be ok.”