PART 3: HEART ON THE RUN
Heart on the run
Gillian West had what she considered a good life, but then everything changed when three women came to require her services. It seemed like such a simple idea of going after a man that was known for playing the field. Her job was simple. She had to seduce him with her body, break him down with psychological torture and then humiliate him for the world to see. She thought that she knew what she was doing, but she had no idea who was playing puppet master. Lillian had turned out to be more of the mastermind where she wanted more than just revenge. What Gillian wasn’t counting on was learning more about Marshall. What she wasn’t ready for was telling him the truth and then having her heart shattered by his hurtful words. She goes to a cabin, a recluse away from the rest of the world and yet there still doesn’t seem to be a way for her to run far enough.
Chapter one
“The authorities are warning everybody to stay off the roads. If you don’t have to go out, then it is suggested that you hunker down and have supplies ready in case of a blackout. This blizzard came out of nowhere and even the weather forecasters are baffled by how easily they were fooled by only a few flurries. This is a late breaking news bulletin. The roads are treacherous, completely snow packed and icy underneath.” I looked out my windshield attesting to the announcers claim that this was a storm that nobody saw coming.
I had problems trying to keep the windshield from freezing over. The wipers were streaking and I could barely see the hand in front of my face. The wind had picked up considerably with driving snow that made visibility almost nothing. There was no point in turning back and my final destination was no more than a few miles ahead. I was certain that if I took my time that I would get there unscathed. I was one of the lucky ones and I had my winter tires already installed well before the season had begun.
“This just in, the main road is impassable and there have already been several car accidents in the area. The police are advising to stay off the road while they deal with these unfortunate accidents.” I passed one car that had their four-way flashers going off like neon lights. It was a good thing that they had them on because I was almost upon them before I realized that they were there.
I managed to avoid a head-on collision with a transport that had veered into my lane and caused me to act without thinking. I went into a skid, but I managed to pull myself out of it by using evasive maneuvers.
“The weather experts have confirmed that the storm is lying heavily over the area and will persist for several hours. They have categorized this one as a blizzard. Winds will gust up to 50 miles an hour making visibility difficult at the best of times.” I didn’t need a constant reminder, but it was the only station I could pick up in the storm. I tried to find others, but all I got was static. It was very annoying.
There was nobody on the road and the last vestige of humanity was the car and the semi-truck that probably was white-knuckling it all the way. I couldn’t think of any good reason for anybody to be out in this. I was the exception. I was running and I couldn’t get far enough away from my troubles.
I was driving like a little old lady from Pasadena. Taking my time at a snail’s pace was the best way to approach this unless I came up against something that I wasn’t going to be able to handle on my own. Even with my winter tires, my car was still sliding considerably, but I had managed not to drive myself into a ditch of snow.
His words cut me like a knife, slicing into my heart and leaving me with a bad taste in my mouth. Lillian was the cause of my misfortune. She was the one that put me into this position and yet I had to thank her for letting me find a man that was worthy of my affections. It was a double-edged sword. I didn’t want to think about Marshall, but there was no way that I could think about anything else.
There was his smiling face. His beautiful soul and the way that he looked at me had me wondering how everything had gone so wrong in such a short period of time. I knew that opening my mouth was going to be a mistake. I also knew that he wasn’t going to take it kindly that I was there to bring him a bit of his own medicine.
It was complicated and I tried to explain, but he really didn’t want to hear anything that I had to say. He was acting like a typical macho man that couldn’t see the good thing that was right in front of him. He was the one that had set me free. My heart was closed off, completely barren of human touch and then he had to come into my life.
I had to open up my window, reaching out and slapping my wiper to make sure that they were clear of ice and snow. I felt the stinging shot of what felt like sleet against my face. It was a cold reminder of what I was feeling deep down inside. The stinging blow of his words was something that I was never going to forget.
Lillian would find a way to get back at me. I wasn’t sure if she was going to be coming after me personally or contracting the job out to somebody that wasn’t opposed to getting his hands dirty. I’d stepped in it pretty damn heavily and I had no idea how to get out. The best thing that I could do was to find some perspective and coming here to this winter wonderland was the perfect way to let some time pass.
There were no tracks on the road. I didn’t even know where the road was and I was lucky that there were clear-cut markers on the side of the road to indicate that I had gone too far to one side. Without them, I probably would have been driving in some kind of field or the worst possible scenario stranded on the side of the road with only the engine to keep me warm until somebody came to the rescue.
I had on my leather gloves, gripping the steering wheel with both hands like I had been taught to do when I first learned how to drive. This was no time to play it cool with the one hand on the steering wheel. This was a time for serious contemplation. I didn’t want to die and driving well below the speed limit was preferable over having an accident that would keep me from reaching the safe haven of the cabin.
If I was going to look at the bright side, then I would know by morning that the fresh powder on the mountain was going to make for some great skiing. I was going to need some lessons. The last time that I had strapped on a pair was when I was a small child with my parents.
I still remember those days fondly. It was such an innocent time where the only thing that I had to worry about was whether or not I was going to wear enough layers in the snow. I had no idea that being an adult was this difficult. I had to admit that I did excel at my job and selling cars was easy when I put my sexuality on display. The sweet syrupy words laced with sexual innuendo were a good way to not only get those guys to buy cars but to make them stand at attention like loyal soldiers inside their pants.
I saw what I thought was a light ahead and breathed a bit of a sigh of relief to know that I had gotten here.
The parking lot was jammed with cars covered in snow and only a few sparse parking spots to choose from. I stopped and stayed silent with the wind howling outside. I was in desperate need of a few moments to compose myself.
I used my hand to clear the window. I saw the resort and the twinkle of lights coming from the cabins where I was going to stay sheltered. Those cabins were built to take the pounding of Mother Nature.
I took a deep breath. I was wearing a green army like parka that I had keeping me warm. I opened the door and I made a mad dash for the main office. I had to be very careful in how I stepped. I almost lost my balance a few times. I must have looked pretty damn funny to anybody that was watching me.
I got to the door, opening it and slamming it behind me before the elements had a chance to bleed into the inside. The atmosphere was cozy and there were those that had been skiing sitting by a roaring fire and drinking hot toddies. The place was made of mostly pine wood. It had the telltale sign of a ski chalet.
“Here, you take this and I think that you need it more than I do.” This buxom blonde with a skintight ski outfit in pink handed me a cup of hot chocolate that had her bright red lipstick on the rim. I gave her a nod of thanks and then I picked up my keys from the front desk. I found my way to the cabin. It was almost too good to be true. It was quaint and had the feel of something that time forgot.
Chapter two
I didn’t bother packing and I was used to living out of suitcases when I was barely able to rub two pennies together. I had a tendency to surf from the couch of whatever friend decided to give me a place to stay for however long I needed it. I didn’t grow up dreaming of becoming a salesperson. Like everything in my life, I fell into it by accident and I don’t think that I had ever been any happier. I was good at it. It took me awhile to figure out that I had the tools and I just had to learn how to use them.
Having a bit more curve was the kind of sex appeal that the guys were looking to be with. I was not opposed to one night stands. I actually enjoyed waking up with a strange man with no idea of what his name was. The young ones were my victims. I would treat them like pieces of meat and then I would leave them like a hit and run victim on the side of the road.
I heard a knock on the door. I had no idea who would be out on a night like this. I cautiously approached, pulling back the threadbare white curtains to see the disheveled expression on the front door manager’s face. I opened it quickly, not wanting him to freeze to death or catch the death of cold out there.
“I wanted to bring you some dry firewood for the fireplace.” He was small in stature, but there was something about him that made me think of him as a little brother. “I know that your reservation states that you’re going to be here for a week. I do hope that the unfortunate inclement weather hasn’t dampened your spirits. They say that it should clear by morning. I’ve already set up an appointment for you to have your first lesson. I’m sure that you’ll be pleased by the young man that will be showing you the ropes. I will warn you that he has a reputation for sleeping with his clients.” The one thing that I didn’t have to worry about was somebody turning my head.
“I appreciate the warning, but it’s not something that I’m going to concern myself with.” I watched as he expertly stoked the fires and soon had them raging with this warmth that converged on me with no warning whatsoever. I had on a white fluffy sweater underneath the jacket and a pair of jeans that looked like they were put on me with the Jaws of Life.
“I’ve always been of the opinion that whatever happens on the mountain stays on the mountain. Jessie is a bit cocksure for his own good, but he has no problem with the ladies. I would be very careful about saying that he doesn’t have a chance. He might take that as an insult and treat you like a challenge. I don’t mean to be blunt, but you are exactly the type that he gravitates to. He loves a little more junk in the trunk. I know that a lot of guys including myself can say the same thing.” He was wearing a blue ski outfit. He had his gloves off and he was warming them by the fire. He really didn’t have any interest in going back out into that.
“He might be kibble for some of these girls that are less experienced, but for me, he’s barely a blip on my radar. I can take care of myself. No offense, but I don’t need somebody to act like my father. I am very tired and it was a long journey to get here on these dangerous roads. The weather makes it unfit for man or beast out there. I think that I’m just going to bundle up with as many blankets as I can find and sleep through the storm.” I was hinting that it was time for him to leave and he smiled like it was his pleasure to serve me in this manner.
“The restaurant will be open at exactly 7:00 AM tomorrow morning for your convenience. There is a menu on the table over there. I think that you’ll be pleasantly surprised by what we offer. If there’s anything that you need, then all you have to do is ask and I will do my best to find it.” I was tempted to say that I needed something warm in my bed to keep me company, but he might have taken that in a different way than I intended.
“I have everything that I need. I’m sure that you’ll be seeing me in the morning. I don’t know if I would consider myself an early riser.” He passed me the schedule of my lesson and I was pleasantly surprised to see that it was an 11:00 AM. That gave me plenty of time to sleep in, have a leisurely breakfast and then let the young man take a shot at getting my panties off.
I found it flattering the way that the manager would caress me with his eyes. I was not an angel and I did like to play with a man’s heart strings. Bending certain ways and showing off a bit of skin had become something of a mainstay for me when I was selling cars. It also came in handy when I turned to an illicit hobby that really had a lot of guys hating me for the words and the photos that they would find on my blog.
“I would invite you over to have dinner at my place. My wife makes an amazing casserole, but I doubt that she will be very happy to have any company at this time of night. I’ve done the next best thing and I brought you some leftovers. It’s a poached salmon dinner that was left over at the end of the night in the restaurant. I did heat it up, but you do have your own microwave and stove to use as you see fit.” I was wondering about the package that he had left on my table when he came in with a handful of wood.
I stood by the window watching the snow slap against the pane of glass. The wind was scratching branches making me feel like there was an intruder trying to get in. Lillian had really affected me on a level that I didn’t think was possible.
“I had a feeling that the restaurant was closed. I am famished. It was very kind of you to think of me in this way.” I rewarded him with a soft and delicate kiss on his cheek. He blushed and I could tell that the attention that I was giving him was more than his wife had done in quite some time. Couples get complacent, forget to say certain words and even relegate sex to special occasions and birthdays.
“I’m just doing my job. I like to make sure that all of my guests are comfortable. I pride myself on going the extra mile to make sure that everybody has what they need. I would offer some extracurricular contraband, but I don’t think that you indulge.” He was referring to Mary Jane and I had tried it, but I saw nothing good coming from it. It had a tendency to make me feel mellow. Time would slip by without being noticed. I didn’t like the way that it made me feel, but I had to give him credit for making the effort to make my stay here more pleasant.
“I don’t do any of that and I barely drink unless it’s during social occasions.” I escorted him to the door, opening it and then closing it behind him as he disappeared in the storm.
I could smell the aroma of the maple coated salmon that was poached to perfection. I lifted the tray to see the steam escape. The mashed potatoes had a hint of garlic that wet my appetite.
There didn’t seem to be any need to heat things up in the microwave. I sat down, grabbing a red linen napkin and placing it in my lap before grabbing the gleaming silver of the fork in my hand.
I heard the whistle of the wind, but I was safe and secure and happy to be off the road. I ate in silence, thinking about Marshall and wanting him to be here to experience this with me. The salmon flaked off my fork. There was a medley of fresh vegetables that were most likely in season this time of year. I devoured the entire plate, thinking that it was the perfect way to end a very confusing day.
The future was unclear and murky like I was looking into the dirty water under the bottom of a bathtub. I had no idea what would be waiting for me when I went back to civilization. I’d seven days to think about that and to not think about that. It was hard not to think about the words that Lillian and Marshall had said to me.
I went to the fridge and I opened it to see the complimentary bottle of wine. I looked for a corkscrew and saw that one was magnetized to the door of the fridge. This place really did think of everything including more blankets and dishware for whatever I would pick up and make on my own in the small kitchenette.
I pried the cork loose, poured myself a glass and then sat down by the fire. I looked into the flames and I could remember the heat that penetrated into my clothes every time that I was around Marshall. My legs would be weak at the knees. My heart fluttered and my eyes glazed over with amorous intentions.
I got up and I walked to the window, pacing back and forth and then draping myself over the chair by the fire once again. Any problem seemed to wash away. It was a perfect venue and something that I should’ve done a long time ago. I was a summer person and winter was a time to cloister and hibernate by binge watching old shows and movies on Netflix.
This place had all the comforts of home and was definitely my way of roughing it. I found a few books that were probably left during somebody’s stay. I got quite involved in a mystery that was taking place on the orient express. I was breezing through the pages, holding the book in one hand and a glass of wine in the other. I felt like I was getting a better understanding of who might have done it. I had my assumptions, but I had yet to find any evidence to corroborate my theory.
The murder was in the dining car after the lights had inexplicably gone off for only a few seconds. When the lights came back on, young Mr. Peterson was flung over his food with blood dripping from his mouth. The evidence of foul play was quite apparent by the hilt of the blade sticking from his back.
I curled up with a blanket over me. I was in the Lotus position. I was quite comfortable and finding that this time away was doing me a world of good. Marshall still lingered in my thoughts. Touching his lips with the deep impression of my lipstick was keeping me from getting to the bottom of the mystery in the novel. I didn’t recognize the author and it was not one of those that would be found on the New York’s best seller list.
I heard the creaking of the cabin as the wind buffered against it. I was afraid that it wouldn’t stand up to the abuse, but this place was built with the kind of eye for detail that was not seen these days.
My eyes were starting to get heavy. I couldn’t avoid going to bed. I knew that once under the covers that I would feel a profound sense of loss. Marshall’s words would strike me over and over again preventing me from finding eight hours of beauty sleep. I would toss and turn, twisting in the sheets and throwing them asunder onto the floor. That was something that I was expecting.
It was getting close to midnight and I’d finished almost half of that book before putting it down. I was ready to retire for the evening. The fire was dying out. I threw a couple of fresh logs on to keep it going. There was nothing like the warmth of a fire to make you feel like you were in the lap of luxury.
The crackling of the logs and the bearskin rug was a nice touch. I had assumed that it was a fake bearskin rug. There was no way that they would want the unnecessary publicity of animal cruelty. Everybody had a reason to complain about just about anything these days. Being politically correct was getting to be a headache. You had to be careful about what you said to any minority or even a man or woman who might take offense and throw sexual harassment in your face.
I had put down the book, drank the last of the wine and was headed towards the stairs. I was going by the door when there was a flash of winter lightning that illuminated a face in the window that made me jump out of my skin.
Chapter three
I saw the icicles on his nose and snow on his eyelids. He looked wild and untamed. Marshall was staring at me and I was slightly afraid of opening the door. His breath was steaming up the window. He licked his lips only to have it freeze on his face. I couldn’t let him stay out there, but bringing him in here was tantamount to lighting a fuse between us.
“I had some time to think about it. I’m still not very happy, but I want to give this a chance. I want to give us a chance. Do you think that you can open up the door before my hand freezes to the knob?” He sounded sincere. He wasn’t exactly dressed for the weather. He had his leather jacket on looking like a reject from rebel without a cause.
“I don’t know if I want you to come in. You really hurt me with what you said to me. I know that I had it coming, but it still didn’t feel very good.” I unlatched the lock and I opened the door to see him push past me and stamp out the snow on the mat by the door.
I was having a hard time pushing the door closed against the wind and he had to turn and give me a hand doing it. “I said some things that I regret. It was during the heat of the moment. I’m sure that if it wasn’t you that there would’ve been somebody else coming after me for my behavior. Lillian has every reason to hate me. I was terrified by the way that she was looking at me. I had to cut her loose, but I didn’t know that she would take it personally. I don’t like the role that you played in all of this.” Marshall took off his coat and the black and red flannel shirt underneath seemed a little out of place for his sophisticated taste.
He did look rugged, handsome and had the look of somebody that would be able to protect me from bears in the wild. I still couldn’t believe that he was here and that he had risked life and limb to follow me here.
“You should take that off,” I said the words before realizing the connotation behind them. “You’re soaking wet and you need to warm up your body by the fire.” I was waiting with bated breath, licking my lips seductively and staring into his eyes.
“I know your game. You want me to get naked, but I’m not going to fall for that.” I was a bit disappointed that he wasn’t willing to play along.
“I can turn around if you want. I’m not sure that I would’ve taken you for somebody that was shy. There’s more to you than meets the eye. I learned that the hard way.” I turned away. I heard the rustle of clothing and I had no choice but to sneak a peek.
His strong and muscular back tapered down to an ass that was sculpted for my pleasure. They were round and delicious. He hadn’t even taken off his pants, but he was about to when he glanced in my direction and gave me a smirk of approval.
“I think that we can dispense with the pretense that you’re not going to look. I don’t mind an audience. I didn’t make myself this way so that I couldn’t be admired. I’m sure that you feel the same way when you get those salacious stares from a strange man on the street. You might feign disgust, but underneath, I’m sure that you enjoy the attention.” It wasn’t right that he could read me that well.
“I’m not going to lie and I do dress for certain clientele. If other men look at me, then who am I not to play into it.” I turned with my back towards the door with my arms crossed and watching as those pants began to slide ever slowly down along the contours of his body.
I could see something swinging between his legs, but I didn’t get a chance to investigate. When he was naked, he dashed over to the fire, kneeling at the hearth and putting his hands out.
“I came here to tell you that I don’t hate you. When I gave it, some thought, I knew that eventually, somebody was going to take exception to the way that I treat women. My only wish is that it wasn’t you that was hired to come after me. This whole thing has not set well with me. I want to wash my hands of you and your co-conspirators, but I can’t get you out of my mind. I had to find you. I didn’t know you well enough to contact any of your friends. I did know where you worked and I have been a customer for quite some time. It didn’t take much to get your boss to let me know of your plans to come here.” He looked like a Greek statue with his hand up against his chin and his naked body reminding me that what I had fantasized about was right there in front of me.
I scooted the chair that was near the fireplace closer to where he was kneeling. He was shivering. I needed to touch him even in a superficial way. I sat down, wrapping my bare feet around his midsection and pulling him to me until he was right there for me to knead the tension from his shoulders. My naked toes came in contact with his chiseled physique. I traced those lines down until I found a certain elongated object that was capturing my interest.
“I hope you know that I didn’t come here for this. A guy can hope, but I certainly didn’t think that we would be able to get past what happened.” His words were softer than normal. I could attribute that to the way that my toes were now absent-mindedly running up and down the length of him. I could feel something sticky on my feet. I swirled my big toe around the head to spread it down the column of flesh. He quivered to my touch while leaning back against me so that he could close his eyes and let my fingers do the walking.
“It would be a damn shame to let this place go to waste. You should stay until morning and then we can talk about suitable accommodations. I might consider having you stay here with me, but that will depend on certain conditions. The one that comes to mind right away is that you will have to sleep in my bed. We don’t necessarily have to have sex, but I would like you to be close enough so that I can wrap my arms around you.” He was nodding his head with his eyes closed to the pleasures that I was inflicting on him from both ends of the spectrum.
“I don’t see how that is going to be a problem. It would’ve been damn lonely down here on the couch all by myself. I’m glad that you broached the topic about the sleeping situation. I was willing to throw myself at your mercy. I wouldn’t have been very happy about it, but I would understand that your anger at my words couldn’t be soothed away by mere apologies.” I was stroking his member between my feet. This was not something that I had ever done, but somehow it seemed kinky and perverted to put my best foot forward.
“I’m still not happy with you, but I can’t seem to keep my hands or my feet off of you.” My panties were soaking wet and if I wasn’t careful there was going to be a telltale stain through my jeans. The excitement of having him this close was like a dream that I thought that I was going to wake up from at any moment.
“I remember saying the words, but it was like it was coming from somebody else. I lost control and that has never happened before. I’m usually pretty carefree and not somebody that will go off the handle for no reason. You gave me a lot to digest. It would’ve been nice had you led into that, but I suppose there was no easy way to say that you were playing me for a fool. I see now that it may have begun that way, but it certainly didn’t end that way.” As he was speaking, I moved a little closer, so that I could see over his shoulder.
My eyes were wide with the implications of the hardness of his member. He was leaking down the sides and I was using my feet to slip up and down over the head several times to elicit a gasp of response from his lips.
“You said something about throwing yourself at my mercy. If you’re not careful, my mercy might make you have a premature accident. Just so you know, I’ve never done it like this before, but I find the idea slightly intoxicating. I’ve been watching every move that you make. Every time that you walk into a room, I can never be sure of what woman is going to greet you.” I had him where I wanted him, completely transfixed and unable to move from his position sitting at my feet.
“I will say that for somebody that hasn’t done this before that you’re doing remarkably well. I have had other girls do this, but not in quite the same way that you are.” I couldn’t look at him the same way twice. I was falling for him night after night and there was no denying the sparkle in my eyes whenever he was in my gravity.
“I can tell that you like what I’m doing. Perhaps, I can push you over the top, but only if you’re the type of man that likes a certain part of your anatomy teased.” I could feel the confusion on his shoulders and I took my sticky feet and I brought them up until I was tweaking his nipples with my big toes.
I saw his back go straight and I heard the low growl of approval that was giving me permission to go further than what I had already done. I left his nipples, trailing down over his taut stomach and then grasping onto his appendage once more.
I gave him a tight grip with both of my feet pressed together. He must’ve taken that as a sign and began to thrust his hips out to use my feet in the same way that he would use other parts of my body.
“I don’t know where you learned this technique, but I have to say that you have me at a loss for words. I never thought that I would be into any kind of fetish, but I could seriously revisit this at a later date. I would love nothing more than to cover your feet in my sizzling cream. You can feel how hot and bothered you have made me by the way that my body is responding. You can feel that long and pronounced vein throbbing with insistence.” I had a feeling that all he would need was some encouraging words to reach the peak of his pleasure.
I leaned forward, touching his left ear with the tip of my tongue and then grabbing onto it with my teeth. “I know that you want to shoot that nice load all over my toes. I had no idea that I was this flexible. I can tell that you like it from the way that you jerk every time that I move my feet back and forth on you. Do you suppose that you can keep it from going off long enough for us to make it to the bedroom?” It wasn’t hard to feel that he was close to that moment of truth.
“I really… I really don’t know if I… CANNNNN” I should’ve known that his resolve was crumbling from the way that I was manipulating his flesh. His body responded with a jettison of jizz that cascading over the bearskin rug and my toes. I watched quite happy that I was the reason for his response.
“It looks like somebody has been bottling it up for quite some time. Am I out of line to say that you have been celibate from the moment that we met? I’d say it is a compliment that you didn’t want to ruin what we have together. It’s not like we had any kind of commitment. There was no promise to be faithful, but it does give me hope for all man that you were able to keep it in your pants. I still need to hear it from you to know that it’s true.” I could see that he was stalling and it bothered me that he might have been with someone during our time together.
“I haven’t been with anybody besides you. I don’t know why I waited and I can only assume that I had feelings for you long before I even knew it myself. Deep down, I knew that if I did anything with anybody else it would be cheating. I tried to convince myself that some acts were more cheating than others. I could never do that to you. I think that for the first time in my life that I really want something to last longer.” I wasn’t sure what to say and his declaration was quite unexpected and made me wonder what we had been waiting for.
Chapter four
We didn’t do more than that and the exhaustion of that night had caught up with us. We did manage to get to bed, but it was only enough to sleep off the feeling like we had been dancing all night.
I woke up to find that the snowstorm that was supposed to end early in the morning was still going strong. It didn’t bother me and the resort had already cleared the path leading up to the restaurant. They were going to have to do it again. There didn’t seem to be an end in sight and yet the idea of being with Marshall during the storm inside that cabin was very appealing. I could think of far worse things to do than to show each other the kind of affection that had been growing from each moment that we had been together.
I turned slowly from the window and the sight that greeted me was something that I would like to see every morning when I woke up. His naked body was lying there. There was a sheet lying on top of him but not enough to keep me from seeing the object of my desire.
“I can feel that you are watching me even when I have my eyes closed. I don’t suppose that you want to talk about the elephant in the room. When you told me what you were hired to do, I did manage to circumvent a hostile takeover. She wasn’t just after the contracts that I had a bid on, but she was making inroads with my Board of Directors. I don’t know how she is going to react when she wakes up to find that her plan has come apart at the seams. I would say that both of us are now on her hit list.” I had a feeling that he wasn’t going to allow Lillian to take him for everything that he was worth.
“I should be glad, but I’m not. Like you said, she’s going to feel that I betrayed her in some way. I doubt that there’s any place that I can hide that she won’t be able to find me. I have to find a way to get out in front of this. What I need most of all is to neutralize the power that she has. Between the two of us, I’m sure that we can come up with something that will make her back off.” I was grasping at straws, but I couldn’t help but think that life would’ve been a whole lot easier had I not met Marshall and Lillian.
“I was hoping that you were going to say that. If you really mean what you say, then we need to find where she’s most vulnerable. It doesn’t matter who you are and there’s always some weakness that can be extorted for personal gain. That might be a dim view to look at life, but it’s not like it’s not true. I take advantage of opportunities when they arise and I don’t feel any remorse for that. I should probably hate myself for making people lose their jobs, but companies go under all the time and there are people like me that come in and snatch up the pieces.” I really didn’t know much about his business, but I was starting to understand that he was a vulture.
“It goes without saying that you probably have more resources at your disposal than I do. If we are truly going to go after her, then we need to do it discreetly. We let her know that we are coming for her and she will act first. It is unfortunate that we have to make a preemptive strike. You have people that you can call. You should do that sooner than later. It’s not like we’re going to be able to get out of here anytime soon. I would say that the roads are crippled and whatever budget they had for snow removal has already surpassed that.” I had a sheet draped over me, but then I nonchalantly dropped it. It made him drop the very phone that he was picking up to call in some favors.
“I knew that we were going to get here one way or the other. Last night made me believe that we were destined to walk different paths. It was only after I made peace with how you played with my feelings that I realized that what you were trying to say was that those feeling that you pretended to have are real.” He flung the sheet off of his body, showing me the definition of his legs and what settled in between them.
He took it into his hands and began to show me what a lot of women would have given anything to see. I’d always been interested to see a man handle his own business. I never had that chance and I didn’t know how to bring it up in a casual conversation with prospective boyfriends. It was only now that I was thinking that there could be hope for my love life after all. I didn’t have to contend with leaving lipstick marks on my victims as I left them with that stunned expression on their face.
“I’m going to go downstairs and see what we have in the cupboards. Make your phone calls and then join me when you are able. I do suggest that you leave that thing alone. To give you the proper incentive, I think that tonight we are going to do more than what I did with my feet. I have some ideas, but I’m willing to entertain whatever you have in mind.” He took his hands away from his package. It had to take some effort to do so, especially when it was not exactly the sleeping giant that it was after I had finished with him last night.
“That was an interesting way to throw cold water on my parade. I thought that we could enjoy each other’s bodies and then adjourn for a leisurely breakfast.” I picked up his pants from on the floor and I tossed them to him to indicate that what he was thinking wasn’t going to happen right now.
“Get dressed and try to keep your mind out of the gutter. We can wait until tonight and you know what they say about abstinence making the heart grow fonder. It also has an effect on somebody’s libido. I think that you will be able to attest to that. I don’t mean to make you wait, but we need to think of something other than ourselves. Our actions have consequences. I wouldn’t be surprised if Lillian had a sled dog that she will use to get to us. We can’t wait and we need some kind of leverage that we can hang over her head.” I walked naked into the bathroom, throwing cold water on my face to cool down those tendencies that had been raging between my legs.
“I’ll be down in a few minutes. You need to give me some time to call some friends of mine to do some digging on my behalf. I don’t like calling in this favor, but it’s better to learn her dirty little secret from the source. There’s always somebody that has the keys to the skeletons in somebody’s closet. This is not my first dealing with Lillian in or out of the boardroom. I like to think that I go into battle armed to the teeth with whatever information I can find to make the other person across the table back down.” I came out to him speaking to somebody. I could tell from the tone of the conversation that this person really didn’t want to get involved.
I mimed to Marshall that I would be downstairs. He gave me a dismissive wave that made me feel like he didn’t want me to know what was going on. It was fair to say that we were both in the same boat. If Lillian was going to come after me, then she was going to do the same thing to Marshall. It remained to be seen what she was going to do to make her feelings abundantly clear.
I went down the stairs, feeling happy but also anxious about taking things to that next level. Tonight, was going to be something special. I needed some supplies and it wasn’t like I had brought anything that was going to take him by the throat and never let go. I would need to go into town, but looking outside, it appeared that only those that lived in the arctic would be able to brave the elements.
I saw the manager and he waved as he used a very loud snow blower to clear the path for the second time that morning. He was tapping his wrist indicating that breakfast wasn’t going to wait around forever. I put up my finger to tell him that I did have every intention of enjoying what they had to offer.
He went by the door looking like an abominable snowman. I went to the cupboards to find that they were bare with only a few packets of coffee that would hopefully be an eye opener.
I poured some water into the kettle and plugged it in before Marshall could come downstairs.
The water was boiling and I had emptied a couple of those coffee packets into two very distinctive cups with the insignia of a scorpion etched into the glassware. It was intricate work and I would’ve liked to have met the author of such a creative license.
I heard his footsteps and the look on his face told me that things didn’t go exactly as planned. “I have some feelers out, but nobody really wants to talk about the ice queen. They suspect that if she gets wind of their duplicitous actions that they will come under fire. I remain hopeful that somebody will come forward. I doubt that she has gotten this far without making enemies.” I passed him the warm cup of coffee and he took it in his hands. We both stared at each other. The only thing that I could think about was how our bodies were going to be flung from one side of that mattress to the other.
He lifted me easily onto the island in the middle of the kitchen. I was sitting there with my legs dangling over the sides. The white robe that I had on split down the middle, as he parted my knees and gave me a reason to think that breakfast was going to be something different.
“I don’t think that you are thinking clearly.” I tried to get him off topic, but his eyes were drawn to more than just my naked thigh. He was very strong and insistent as he moved in with my knees parted. His hands were holding me apart like a wishbone.
“I think that it would be a good idea for me to give you a sneak peak of what is going to happen tonight.” He got down on his knees into a servitude position. I was the one sitting there looking down at his smug face as he grabbed me from around the knees and pulled me towards his mouth with his tongue outstretched.
He tickled my clit, making my neck muscles begin to throb with my head thrown back. The tendons were quite noticeable. I could feel him taking off the belt and letting the robe slide open. Anybody from outside would know what was going on, but couldn’t see a damn thing.
“It doesn’t look like I’m going to be able to hold you back. I do like oral sex giving and receiving. That is something that you are going to learn very quickly.” He lightly nipped at my thighs; pulling at the skin and making me feel that I was in over my head.
“I do like a woman that knows how to carry herself with authority. I can’t get over the way that these pink lips seem to be calling my name.” He slid in, his tongue going into place and stirring the source of that pleasure.
“My god… I don’t know where your tongue begins and ends and I don’t care. I have been tightly round from the moment that I began my campaign to seduce you. It looks like the tables have turned and I couldn’t be any happier.” I slapped my legs over his shoulders. I was lying back while leaning on my hands. I wasn’t going to miss a single moment of the way that he was looking at me with that fire in his eyes. If I didn’t believe in miracles before, then the way that he was driving me out of my mind was slowly convincing me otherwise.
I heard the lapping motion of his tongue as he licked up one side and down the other to once again insert his dominance. The forceful way that he was digging his fingers into my thighs was a good indication that he was a man of few words and mostly action.
I was tapping what appeared to be Morse code on his back with my heels, but mostly it was keeping up with the rhythm of how he was pushing me beyond my own endurance. I should have stopped him, but I don’t think anyone in their right mind would have been able to. That pleasure-seeking digit was revving my motor and bringing things out of me that I had never felt before. I was the one that was usually in control, teaching the younger generation how to treat a woman the right way, but this was like lightning between my legs.
He had control of me and messing around with him was asking for more trouble than it was worth. I couldn’t say that and mean it with a straight face. If necessary, I would’ve walked over broken glass and stood up to just about anyone to be with him. I thought about Lillian and what she had done to keep Julia from making problems. It could’ve been a bluff, but I had this feeling that she wasn’t prone to saying something that wasn’t true.
“What the hell is that?” He had slipped me the finger and latched onto another part of my anatomy that was most appreciative for the attention. I was pushing myself up against him, putting my hands on his shoulders for support as I felt it coming. He had raised the bar for other men and I was soon flying by the seat of my pants. I wasn’t wearing pants, but it didn’t I mean that I wasn’t transported to another realm of existence.
I had no idea that I was capable of screaming with that kind of intensity. It rattled the very cups that had our coffee sitting on the counter. I thought for sure that the windows were going to explode. That would cause us to run for cover from the raining shards of glass.
He was slapping my thighs, making this humming sound that only prolonged and enhanced the experience. I was completely enthralled, lost to the moment and pulling at the short hairs on his head with my body now climbing to the very end of my rope. I thought that one orgasm was plenty, but the second one that followed the first was even stronger. I was moaning with my eyes rolling into the back of my head and my body at the crescent of my pleasure.
The pleasing way that he circled my clit without even touching it was making me extra sensitive. I would’ve loved to have taken a snapshot of the moment. I wanted to hold onto that feeling, bottle it and then bring it out when I needed that pick me up.
His lips were covered in my secretions and that glistening sheen was a dead giveaway that he had gone above and beyond. I touched those lips, tracing them with my finger and then made him suck it deeply in and out of his mouth. It was such an erotic and naughty thing to do that it was right up there with the way that I had played with him with my feet.
He was licking the dew drops of my excitement off of my thighs and biting lightly to make me hunger for something even more than lip service. He didn’t stop until he was lightly tickling my clit and making me push back against him with my foot against his chest. I was oversensitive and anymore and I probably would’ve passed out from the sheer bliss of the moment.
He stood up with both hands on the island on either side of me. He kissed me, letting me taste the ambrosia of my flavor attacking my taste buds. It was all that I could do not to lie there in a prone position with my head hanging over the side and not giving a damn about what kind of impression I was making on the locals that were passing by.
“Miss West, I do believe that I have finished what I started. I’ve worked myself into an appetite. You may need some time to compose yourself. I would like to request the honor of your company for breakfast. I just hope that I don’t have room for dessert.” He licked his lips, making me feel like my pie was the only thing on the menu.
Chapter five
I sat there at the table, playing footsy with him underneath the tablecloth and seeing him squirm to my touch. I was running my bare foot up the inside of his jeans. It was a tight fit and I had to contend with putting both feet in his lap. He kept looking around like our display was going to be caught.
The feeling was sublime to feel the outline of his desire for me. I was only priming him and pumping him up for the test that I had come up with to measure his stamina. My legs were quivering with that need building by the second. I would have gladly squatted over top of him and taken him into me with his pole following the silky contours of my inner muscles.
“I believe that I’m going to have the steak and eggs. I’m quite famished and you drained me of everything that I had left. I need to replenish with a carbo load of calories.” I took the freshly made orange juice. I drank half the glass with my lips feeling parched and in desperate need of something to quench my thirst.
“Marshall, we need to talk about business. Do you think that you can manage that with this distraction?”
“I have gotten a couple of text messages and they are not very promising. I thought that one of these two companies would feel like fighting back. Whatever she has over them is substantial enough that they don’t want to rock the boat. I’m not giving up. There’s still a few at the bottom of the totem pole that might want their pound of flesh. We’re just going to have to be patient. I know that is not either one of our strong suits, but I think that we have learned that sometimes good things come to those who wait.” I was still playing the naughty vixen under the table and he was having trouble speaking.
I would’ve gone under and taken matters into my own hands, but I thought that might be pushing it just a little bit. I was still feeling nervous that I was taking this kind of risk in a public place. It felt too delicious to stop and the look on his face told me that he remembered how my toes felt on his naked shaft.
“You can only do so much, Marshall. There’s no reason to beat yourself up over it. Whether Lillian comes after us or not is beside the point. I know this is going to sound trite, but have you ever thought that love can conquer all?” I didn’t mean to say that, but it wasn’t like I could take it back. I didn’t exactly come out and say that I loved him, but the meaning was quite clear for any man even if they were unable to read the signs of a woman’s attraction.
“You are purposely teasing me and I know the reason why. You want there to be no doubt in your mind that what we are doing tonight is the right thing. It’s possible that we got caught up in the danger. I don’t think so, but that is not for me to say. You have to decide what is right for you. This is entirely in your hands. I would never assume anything. It’s a woman’s prerogative to change her mind. I won’t hold that against you if that is what you are worried about.” It was nice of him to give me that out, but I wasn’t looking for one.
“We have done more than enough talking already. We only have to wait a few more hours and then everything will become clear to the both of us. We like to test each other. I am a woman wild with passion and it’s not something that you are used to. You might have seen a semblance of that with some of those girls that you have been with in the past, but nothing like this.” The pleasure was mine. What he had done this morning was going to make me go crazy on him.
I had a western omelet with all the fixings. It was the perfect complement to the way that he had consumed me for an appetizer. I wanted to return the favor. His lust for me was boiling over. My toes had turned him into a gibbering idiot. He was trying to say something, but the sweat pooling down his nose told me that I was breaking him like a wild stallion.
The breakfast was everything that the manager had claimed that it would be. The home fries were not something to be left out. Tasting the pepper and salt touching my tongue was nothing compared to what I was going to taste later on.
“I almost forgot. I have a ski lesson in less than 10 minutes. You’re more than welcome to join me. You can’t tell me that in all of your travels around the world that you haven’t strapped on a pair of skis.” He left a sizable tip and it was not your customary 15%. The smile on the waiter’s face was priceless as he picked up the $100 bill and pocketed it before anybody could notice.
“There’s no reason for me to see you being manhandled like the wanton woman that you are. I trust you not to do anything that would make me look at you in a different light. I can’t say the same thing for your instructor, but it always takes two to tango. If you make it perfectly clear to him that you’re off limits, then maybe he won’t make that pass that he has been accused of in the past.” He didn’t want to ski, but he did want to meet the man that was going to try playing the part of Romeo to this Juliet.
“I just want to tell you that you need to keep your hands off of her. That might sound petty and jealous, but I have every right to be possessive. She is mine and if I were you, I would not mess with me. You never know, I might take exception to the way that you are undressing her with your eyes. If that is as far as it goes, then I won’t have anything to worry about.” Marshall looked ready to throw down with anybody. I was going to have to remind him that I had no interest seeing him fight for my honor.
They were both acting like children and I was expecting them to whip it out to have some kind of measuring contest. Thankfully, it did not come to that and Marshall left me to handle the advances of Jessie. I was surprised that he was able to leave it alone, but it helped me to see him with more character than going into a Neanderthal brawl over me.
“I don’t usually get into the middle of domestic disputes, but I won’t say no.” Jessie was boasting his prowess in the bedroom and some women would have fallen head over heels for a chance to sleep with him. “I don’t want any problems with your boyfriend. If you were to tell me that you had an open relationship, then I would have to believe you. I do like them with more than an airbrushed physique. You are a natural woman and I feel that it’s my duty to appreciate everything that you are. There is sadness in your eyes and I do hope that your boyfriend has been treating you right.” He looked like a blond Adonis with that smirk that was telling a story of availability and desire to sleep with anything with two legs.
“I bet you say that to all the girls. I’m not just saying that. I’m sure that you have some game, but it’s not going to work on me. You would be better served to do your job and turn your attention to somebody that is less likely to punch you in the mouth.” I was tempted and pushing my buttons by going down on me was a good way to throw me at this specimen of a man.
“I was just putting it out there. There’s no reason for you to take any offense. All you had to do was say no and that would be the end of it. Say those words and you’ll never hear me speak of your body or any thoughts of what I could do to you to put a smile on your face. I could definitely turn that frown upside down.” He thought that I wasn’t going to have the courage to say the words, but he was about to find out otherwise.
“Read my lips… No means no and it doesn’t mean maybe. I don’t want what you’re selling. Let’s get on with this and stop tap dancing with your obvious need to take me back to whatever shack you live in.” I was putting him on the spot, calling out his manhood and making him well aware that rejection was in his future.
“I will take what you say at face value, but things have a tendency to change around here. If you change your mind, that open invitation is there any time that you want to use it. I live in the resort and the manager always knows where to find me.” He was hands-on, touching me inappropriately and garnering the gasps of surprise and pleasure that were not unheard of with that kind of attention.
“You do make some interesting points. It’s an argument that I am hard pressed to fight back from. I am going to keep saying the word no over and over again until you get it through that thick skull that there’s no way that you are going to get any of this.” I hung on his every word, listening to him and taking everything in as a sponge. I was quite the natural and before long I was jumping past the bunny slope for something a lot more challenging.
The snow was still coming down, but not as heavy as it was last night. The wind had diminished and the swirl of snow in front of me showed that the snow that had fallen was light and fluffy. I couldn’t bring myself to walk away from the slopes. I was out there for a few hours and then it dawned on me that I was giving somebody the wrong idea. I was letting him think that his company was not enough for me. I had to rectify that situation or I would risk pushing him away for good.
Chapter six
I found him pouting, looking over his computer and having this look that had me thinking that we were screwed and not in a good way. I could only hope that he didn’t think that I was doing something with the ski instructor all this time. I had forgotten how freeing it was to be at the mercy of Mother Nature. I liked to challenge myself and to push the envelope as far as I was willing to go.
“I do hope that you had a good time.” His words were laced with sarcasm and I think that he was waiting for me to throw myself at his feet. “I’ve been here thinking about strategy and I might have a way for us to catch her with her pants down. Is there something that you want to say to me?” It was obvious that he was jealous, but he had no reason to be.
“You can’t possibly have been worried about whether or not I was going to sleep with that man. He is a boy that is in desperate need of a woman like me to call him on his bull shit. I will put your mind at ease by saying that I wasn’t even the least bit interested. I might’ve been before I met you, but a lot of things have changed since then. I like a little bit more experience. It’s nice that I don’t have to tell you what to do every step of the way. You are the only thing that I want and I believe that it’s about that time that we prove that.” I’d taken the liberty of having our meal catered.
I had brought the tray down with me and this was a meal that was supposed to be served in a sharing fashion. I put out my hand and he looked at me with his eyebrow cocked, but then he took me up on my offer.
I was the one that pulled out his chair and he sat down before I took my own. With a flourish of a magician, I unveiled the contents from underneath. There was a medley of different meats including pork and beef, but there was also an assortment of fresh sushi and the complement of oysters on the half shell. I looked at him and we both knew that the oyster was known to be an aphrodisiac.
I put one to my lips and I let it slide down my throat before taking a hold of another. “I don’t need any further incentive to be with you. I’m not even sure that I believe that oysters are good for the libido. I don’t see us having any problem getting out of the gate.” The Swedish meatballs and the sauce that was supplied was a spicy combination that had me going back for seconds.
We both consumed them with our fingers and even fed each other like we were true lovers. The fresh fruit was a perfect palate cleanser. My favorite part was the honeydew melon, so succulent and sweet that it made me starve for his flesh quivering underneath my touch.
“Gillian, I believe that we have reached the portion of the evening where there’s only one place left to go.” I had not questioned him on what his plans were for Lillian. This was not the time or place to discuss business. This was a time for our bodies to do the talking for us.
“I thought that you would never ask.” I’d talked to a few young ski bunnies and had convinced them that I needed something to make this night more memorable. One black haired vixen gave me a red negligee that would have Marshall stopping in his tracks. I had already unzipped the snow suit that I was wearing.
I was about to follow him upstairs with our fingers barely touching when I thought of something that we might need. I grabbed the bottle of champagne and I didn’t see there being a necessity for glasses.
I entered the bedroom and the scene was like a fairy tale come true. Candles were lit and there was a smattering of rose petals leading from the threshold to the bed. The sheets were changed. He had arranged to have red silk sheets to be curled around us in the throes of passion.
I turned to him and put my hand on his chin, bringing him down so that we were pressing lips together. I slithered like a snake down to the floor, pressing my cheek against his engorged state and then pulling down the zipper with only my teeth. It didn’t take much to extricate him from his prison. It was thick and inviting, but I thought of something that would make it that much more palatable.
“I’m not sure that I like the look in your eye. You are obviously up to something and I think that it would be a good idea to lay your cards on the table.” I grabbed the champagne that was already opened. I think he got a better idea of what I had in mind when I tipped it over and that cool to the touch liquid ran in rivers down the shaft.
He was momentarily startled by the impact of the cold hitting his skin, but I followed that up with the consumption of my mouth. It had the necessary results. He was drooling along the surface of my tongue and every time that I squeezed from the bottom to top there was more that replaced what I had swiped off.
“You are definitely full of surprises.” There was a catch in his throat and the way that he was looking down at me biting his bottom lip was priceless. “I don’t know who you think you are, but I have to say that I might have bitten off more than I can handle.” He had no idea how true that statement really was.
I’m sure that he didn’t think that I could go all the way, but I showed him that I had a bit of a nasty streak in me. The combination of the champagne and what was clinging to the tip of his organ was making me hungry for more. I bobbed up and down with his apples slapping up against my chin each time that I let him tickle my tonsils.
He was running his hands lovingly through my hair and moaning with growls of appreciation that I was feeding on. That was my drug of choice and an addiction that had me unwilling to relinquish my claim on my prize.
“You really do know how to make a guy feel good about himself. That mouth of yours is amazing and you must’ve been very popular in school with this technique.” That was something that I could probably say to him over and over again about the way that he had taken me to new heights of pleasure downstairs on the island this morning.
It was erotic to have him wearing his clothes and me down on my knees wearing mine. The only indication that something untoward was going on was what was easily sliding in and out of my mouth.
“Let’s not go too far and I would like to have something left in the chamber. I’m sure that it would feel wonderful to give you a mouthful, but I’m inclined to wait for another time.” I scraped him with my teeth, as he pulled free with a nasty pop of my lips. I didn’t want to let go and the evidence of that was the streak of teeth marks along the length of him.
“You should never take away a bone from a salivating dog in heat.” He lifted me to my feet, untucked my shirt from my jeans and then unbuttoned it slowly until I was exposing the little secret that I was keeping from him. He looked at the way that my breasts molded to the fabric of that delicate piece of lingerie. He couldn’t take his eyes off of me and I couldn’t have wished for a better result.
“I have to say once again that you are always trying to up the ante. I love that about you. You’re not like other women that are perfectly content in letting the man do all the work. It’s even that much better when I have feelings for you that are not just about your delectable body and the way that you can use it.” I had no interest in escaping his clutches. The way that he pushed me towards the mattress had me lying there in a compromising position.
He lifted my legs and I frantically pulled at the button of my jeans. I pulled down the zipper at the same time. I knew that he was never going to let me go.
He grabbed me by the waist and he pulled those jeans down while I shimmied in place to help him. Between the two of us, we were able to get me out of those things. He used two fingers to flip up the material on that negligee to see that I wasn’t wearing anything underneath. I picked up the bottle of champagne and he grabbed it from my hands like I was testing his willpower
He drank from the bottle and then pushed me to the center of the bed and gave me the same treatment that I gave him. His tongue was followed by a mouthful of liquor that had me standing practically on my head with my body arched and a moan of stunned appreciation coming from my lips.
“I thought that I was the only one that was full of surprises. It would appear that we both like to keep the other guessing.” I looked down between my legs and I could see him working his hand around the base of his love muscle.
“You’re not the only one that can think outside the box, Gillian. Stick with me and I promise that I will give you the moon.” He turned and I slapped both of his cheeks as he gave me the full moon. That was the kind of humor that had me smiling as he finally got into position with the knob kissing those lips that he had just vacated.
“I do believe that I have met my match and vice versa. Lillian has no idea what kind of hornet’s nest that she has stirred up by coming after us. If she has any hope at all then she will have to try to divide and conquer and that’s not going to work with us.” I reached down; holding him at the base and feeling him shudder from the way that my fingers skimmed up and down his length.
“I can’t stand it any longer, Gillian. I have to know what I have been missing out on. It’s been a burning question in my mind from the moment that we met.” He was in position and he just had to move his hips a little towards me to bury his staff.
He penetrated me with the head, pulled out and circled my clit with his knob. That left behind this wetness that clung to me like a second skin.
“You have taken your toll on me. I feel weak because every time that I think of you I get these profound images in my head. I know that you’re teasing me on purpose, but you better be aware that it’s not a good thing to play with fire. It’s possible that you will get burned.” I followed that statement up with my body pushing forward and giving him the keys to the threshold of my sex.
I opened up like a newly bloomed rose, the lips closing in around him and the suction from within keeping his attention. I saw the look in his eyes as each inch sank into the depths of my moist opening. I had my legs spread as far as they could go and it was a wonder that I was even able to bend that way.
“That has got to be the best feeling in the world. I have you stuffed full and there’s not even an inch to spare. I fucking love the way that you took charge. You weren’t going to wait around. I like that you are able to keep me on my toes.” Speaking of toes, he was lifting my leg and was sucking each individual digit sending signals to another part of my anatomy that was quite juicy already.
Chapter seven
He stayed completely still, letting me adjust to the thickness and the size of his manhood before taking a hold of my ankles in his hands. They felt like shackles, but then he started that seesaw motion that had the friction of our bodies slamming together. My ass was coming off of the mattress to meet him stroke for stroke. I think that he enjoyed the effort that I made to make it that much more pleasurable for him.
He had shed his clothing and he never looked any better than in his birthday suit. The sweat was dripping from his body onto mine.
“Don’t just think about it…do it already.” My words encouraged a deeper penetration with sharp and decisive jabs of his hips that had me rising to the occasion. My nipples were hard enough to cut through glass. My legs were around his waist and I was waiting for him to come in for the kill.
“I can’t get over the way that you have driven me to the edge. I have barely begun and I already feel that the gun is about to go off. I have to slow down and think of something that isn’t sexual like maybe my grandmother in a bikini.” That was not helping any matters, but it did seem to sustain him long enough to make my climax give its seal of approval.
“I’m cumming… I know that you can feel it… YESSSS.” My insides began to vibrate and squeeze the living daylights out of him. His mouth was parted and I think that I surprised him by the control that I had over those internal muscles. I was not only letting the climax massage him in a profound way, but I was also squeezing down at the same time. It was enough to milk any man dry, yet he stayed in the cockpit and went from first gear to third gear in a matter of seconds.
He pulled out, completely saturated and looking ready to explode, but he had other ideas. I found myself on my hands and knees, presenting and letting him slip forward in between the devil lips of my sex. I blistered his foreskin, scorching his flesh and that left him to scream in a combination of pain and pleasure. His manly orbs were full to overflowing and I could feel the plum sized family jewels getting ready to go off like a canon.
I could hear the slapping of our flesh and the way that he would move his fingers down my spine like he was playing the xylophone. I felt him hold onto my hips and then I reached for the headboard and hung on as he drove repeatedly like a piston over and over again. It was like I was getting taken care of by the energizer bunny.
“Yes…take me there again…take me there again and I will never leave you… AHHHH.” The intensity was getting too much to bear and I wasn’t sure how much I could take before I found my body short circuiting underneath this kind of release of sexual endorphins.
“You have my senses reeling. I’m trying my best to keep up with your insatiable demand. The last thing I want to do is to leave you unsatisfied. I don’t think that I have anything to worry about. Damn it…you have no idea what I have done to keep myself from losing it all together.” He had quickened the motion of his hips and the way that he had enlarged inside me was a good indication that things were coming to an end.
I was in the middle of yet another orgasmic moment, losing my energy and having my arms collapse from underneath me. I went face first into the mattress as he continued to pummel me with his loving embrace.
“Gillian… Gillian… GILLIAN.” There is no better sound than having your name screamed in the throes of passion. It signified that we were connected body and soul and there was nobody that was going to rip us asunder.
He buried all of his inches, held still and pulsated with a fire from his hose that came in long streaks of heated bliss. The fuse had been lit and the dynamite had gone off unexpectedly. I couldn’t have asked for anything better.
He was still inside me, but his strength and virility had diminished slightly. He finally emerged with an audible wet pop. I fell forward with him on top of me, biting my earlobes and causing tingles and shivers of excitement to run up and down my spine.
“I have to say that you were worth waiting for. That was something that words do not do it justice. I hope that each and every time is like that and even more so. A man like you is hard to come by.” I had five more days and I had some ideas to keep him coming back for more.
“What makes you think that I’m done with you? I just need to get my second wind and then we can try a position that is called the wheelbarrow. I think you know exactly what I’m talking about and I do hope that you enjoy having the blood run to your head.” He was depleted, but it was not down for the 10 count. It only took a flick of my fingers to make it jerk back to life.
“I don’t know how long it has been since I had a man that didn’t feel that it was over after they got their just desserts. I have to say that you make me look at all the guys that I have been with and I shudder to think that I gave them even a moment of my time.” He was tracing figure eights on my back and was blowing warm air onto the back of my neck.
“It’s nice of you to say that, but I think it’s the company that makes a world of difference. I’ve given you my best and I have never said that about any other woman. There’s always something that I leave in reserve, but this time it’s different. I can’t believe that I’m even contemplating doing it again. The way that you touch me ignites that ember into a full-blown blaze.” He was watching me with those eyes and loving me with that physique that didn’t know the meaning of the word quit.
“I’m certainly not going to stop you from rising from the ashes. I think the feel of my hand wrapped around you is giving a certain part of you something to think about.” I was squeezing rhythmically, feeling it grow and become what I remembered it to be. He finally grabbed me by the wrist and pried my fingers off of him one at a time.
“I’m not sure about this position, but I’m willing to give it the old college try.” He pushed me to the edge of the bed and then I went over with my hands keeping me from banging my head against the floor. I was practically upside down with him leaning forward and driving into me like a jackhammer. It was an awkward position, but it did touch me in a different way. I didn’t know that it was possible to get this kind of penetration. My brain was sending signals of pleasure throughout my body like a wave that I couldn’t control.
I could tell from my vantage point that this position was making him feel that fatigue in his legs. That didn’t stop him and I think that it even pushed him to go beyond what he was thinking that he was capable of.
“Yes…just like that…keep doing that and don’t stop even if I tell you to. This is a fun night to remember and I want to leave you with something more than a memory.” I was grunting with replies of animalistic lust in my heart.
“I can’t believe that I haven’t found a woman like you. It seems unlikely with all those that have accompanied me to bed. In all that time, I never once found a woman that was going to spend more than a weekend with me. I see the way that you have swallowed me whole and I can’t help to think that maybe you are too much for any man.” I let him have his way, completely at the mercy of his manhood and loving every minute of it.
“Oh, yeah…that’s what I’m talking about…FASTER…HARDER…DEEPER…YESSS.” I screamed again, a piercing wail that sounded like somebody was being killed in here. He lost his balance, stumbled forward and landed still connected to me. It was that distraction that drew from him a moan of complete satisfaction. He didn’t have all that much left in reserve. It didn’t matter.
We lay on the floor looking at the ceiling and then at each other before bursting out into laughter at the absurdity of it all. I slapped him playfully on his chest and he returned the favor by biting one of my nipples and causing me to punch him in the arm.
“I don’t know if you noticed, but we’ve been going at it for almost 3-hours. You make me nervous that I’m not going to be able to keep up with you, Marshall. You have a real insatiable quality that I find lacking in most men. They usually turn over after the first time and are snoring before I even have a chance to tell them that they didn’t get the job done.” I could remember on one hand how many men were able to make me reach for the stars.
“It just goes to show you that we have both been with the wrong people. We were right underneath each other’s noses and didn’t even know it. I remember you when I came in to buy a car about a year ago. You were still getting your sea legs, but I could see something of potential. Your boss was almost close to firing you, but I told him to give you a chance. Every Christmas that I spend with his family, he always tells me that you were the best thing that ever happened to him. I think that I would like to repeat that from the top of my lungs to anybody that is willing to listen.” I didn’t know any of this, but I did sense that my boss really didn’t feel that I had a place in his company. I thought for sure that he was going to give me my walking papers on that first week, but he sat me down and told me that he thought that I had something. That fire of encouragement made me turn to my sexuality as my weapon of choice.
“You might have saved my job, but I was the one that finally took my head out of the sand. I realized that I had the tools and I just had to learn to use them in the right way. I’m sure that you do remember me and you have to admit that I’m pretty damn memorable. I’m afraid to tell you that I don’t remember you, but you have certainly made up for that in spades.” I touched his lips and then we kissed with a delicate touch that had me feeling like I was safe and secure in his arms.
“We have five days to continue to have a bit of fun and also come up with a good way to ambush Lillian at her own game. I have been working behind the scenes to place the players on the board. You are going to need to get yourself a wig. I suggest going redhead and I’ve always been a sucker for a carrot top. I’ve taken the liberty of getting you a job where you’re going to be a wolf in sheep’s clothing.” He told me his plan and it meant that I was going to have to be in a disguise.
He produced a bunch of textbooks concerning accounting and I was going to have to get up to speed in five days. Once I could figure out what these numbers meant, then I would have a fighting chance to bring some of Lillian’s dirty dealings into the light. I was looking forward to the look on her face when she realized that I was her undoing. I knew that it wasn’t going to be as easy as that, but I was willing to put in the work to make sure that her claws did not have a reason to rip into me.
I placed my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat and knowing that we were not only lovers, but we were now partners in crime.