Lane
I didn’t want to move. With Bess snuggled into me, our bodies slick from sex, my fingers still smelling like her, I wanted to stay at the Dylan forever. But it wasn’t fair to Bess. She didn’t come to Florida just to fuck, although I knew that wasn’t what this was. I’d never made love before, but I was pretty certain that was what we just did. Christ, I’d been balls deep without any protection, and nothing had ever felt better.
But I wanted to make her last night special. Have dinner, and convince her to come back to my house for the night. Maybe we could take a swim together, if she wanted.
I moved her hair to the side. Trying to find her cheek in that mass of brown waves was almost impossible. I leaned over and planted a gentle kiss there when it was uncovered.
“Bess.”
“Hmm?”
“That was incredible.”
“Um-hmm.”
“It’s nearly dinnertime. We should go eat. Do something fun for your last night.”
“This is fun.”
I laughed out loud. A big, loud laugh. “I know, but we need to eat.”
“Room service?” she murmured.
“How about Chinese takeout? At my place.”
“Really?” When she turned her face toward me, her eyes were twinkling with surprise.
“Yeah. Why?”
“Well, I don’t know. We haven’t been there at all since I arrived, and I just thought you wanted to keep it private.”
With that, I smacked her ass and said, “Silly girl. No way. I just didn’t want to pressure you.”
She gave me the biggest smile I had seen her make yet, and I didn’t need to see any more.
“Come on, pack your bags. We’re spending our last night together at my house.”
I stood in the airport on the same spot that I had a few days ago, except this time, Bess wasn’t riding down the escalator toward me. Her small but oh-so-perfect ass was riding up and away. More than anything, I wanted to yell for her to come back, or to chase her down caveman-style, but I did neither.
Instead I stood there like a class-A idiot, replaying our last night together in my head.
Bess had looked so perfect in my space with the sunset shining through the windows, giving her face a soft golden glow. We’d had Chinese as promised, had eaten it right out of the takeout containers with chopsticks, feeding each other bites before we’d fallen into bed.
After quickly stripping her out of her tiny jeans shorts, long-sleeved T-shirt, and sexy as all fuck black bra and lace thong, my hand had found its way inside her with no directions needed and she rode my fingers.
As she bucked on my hand, I licked and sucked on her nipples until she was screaming my name. Her voice echoed hoarsely through my house as she asked for more, over and over again. At the sound of those words, I became completely undone and flipped her over, then yanked her ass back until she was on all fours. This time, just barely remembering to put a condom on, I hurried to take care of it, then dove in.
I drove my dick into her hard, each stroke causing my body to slap against her ass, and she gasped, her cheek buried in the mattress as she clenched herself around my dick and begged for more. Leaning forward, I brushed her long hair out of the way and pressed my mouth to the soft part of her neck and between her shoulder blades.
Goose bumps formed in my wake as I kissed my way along her smooth skin. They were faint, almost not visible to the naked eye, but I saw them and became even more aroused at the knowledge that I put them there.
By the time we both finished, night had fallen around us, darkness falling completely around the house. We were both hesitant to fall asleep, not wanting the weekend to come to an end, so I suggested a swim.
“Let me grab my suit,” she said.
“That won’t be necessary.”
With a playful growl, I swept her into my arms and carried her downstairs to my back patio. We were both buck naked, but privacy wasn’t a problem; my grounds were protected by huge palm trees and shrubbery. Still, when I set her on her feet, she crossed her arm over her tits and held a hand over her tiny landing strip.
“Babe, no one can see you but me, and I like what’s underneath your arms, so let go,” I told her. Without a second’s hesitation, she did as she was told. Our eyes met and I winked.
“Oh yes, I love the view,” I said before grabbing her hand and leading her to the pool.
When I got to the edge, I jumped in and she stood on the edge, somewhat timid.
“What?” I asked.
Bess looked warily at the water, then at me. “Is it cold?”
“No fucking way. You think I’d take you into a cold pool? Ninety-two degrees. This baby is heated up and ready for you,” I teased, wiggling my hips under the water.
Apparently convinced, she let out a little scream as she jumped in after me, and I moved quickly to grab her in my arms. She wrapped her legs around my waist and as though it hadn’t just been there, my cock was at attention, poking and reaching for the promised land between her legs.
We kissed as I moved toward the steps where I laid Bess out in front of me.
Her elbows went to rest behind her on the top step as her ass bobbed in the water. Practically on my knees in the shallow end, I let my hands wander under her glorious ass and lifted it above the water line before dipping my head to meet her even more glorious pussy. It glistened from the water and her arousal, and I ran my tongue up and down its soft valley, finally settling where I knew she liked.
Sadly, it didn’t take long enough for Bess to explode, her flavor mixing with the chlorine. I wanted more. It was the sweetest honey I’d ever tasted.
But I couldn’t dwell on that for too long because she took me by surprise and turned the tables on me, sliding my body to the steps where I was forced to lean back on the top step as she’d done.
Her mouth was on me before I could blink, her tongue running up and down my length, stopping to pay attention to both the tip and my balls. Lifting my head, I leaned over to catch a glimpse of her bending over me, taking such intimate care of my cock that I nearly blew my load right there.
“Oh fucking God, Bess, please don’t stop,” I murmured, rolling my head back and closing my eyes.
And she didn’t. She slid me in all the way, taking every last inch in her hot mouth. She sucked me hard and long all the way to the end, where she refused to move and held on for dear life as I let go of my release down her throat.
By the time we’d left the pool, showered, and crawled back into bed, naked and warm in each other’s arms, we’d been exhausted. With only a few hours of sleep, daylight had come too soon, and I’d kissed the fuck out of her that morning over coffee in my kitchen.
After years of screwing Jake’s leftovers before becoming quite the lover myself, last night was the single most erotic and sensual night of my life. Now she was gone and I had to go home to a bed that smelled like Bess and a house that was empty without her.
But she didn’t want to live in Florida. Couldn’t live here.
And I couldn’t go back north. The place was a mental trap for me. An endless black hole of memories and secrets.