Chase
I felt terrible. I knew Leah probably thought I stood her up, but I couldn't get away from Blake. The guy was going on and on about Marissa forever. As soon as Leah had gone to bed, he perked up and started talking. Now, it was almost four in the morning, and my window of opportunity with Leah was long gone. Regardless, I knew I had to check.
Blake had talked forever. He couldn't stop talking about Marissa. I was happy for him, but damn, I had my own lady waiting for me. I couldn't very well say I needed to go or up and leave the guy when he was pouring his heart out. Every time I made a move to leave, he started yammering on about how beautiful she was and how he didn't care about the age difference. I knew exactly how he felt, but I couldn't exactly tell him that.
Instead, I had sat there listening like a good friend. Not the kind of friend who bangs a guy's mom. Stepmom. When I finally managed to convince Blake to go to bed, I was convinced Leah would never speak to me again.
I pretended to go to bed, making sure Blake didn't know I had plans to search out Leah. I waited in my room for about five minutes before making my escape. I headed toward the gym, knowing she had probably gone to bed hours ago, but I had to check.
I pushed open the door, and my heart skipped a beat. She was curled up on a mat against the back wall. She was wearing another one of those tight little get-ups. I could tell she was asleep. I didn't want Blake to find her here or for her to wake up in the gym. It couldn't be all that comfortable. I locked the gym door. I don't know why. The woman was asleep. I should be asleep. It was nearly time to get up and start a new day, but there I was, slowly walking toward the woman who had consumed all of my attention over the past couple of days.
I dropped to my knees next to her. “Hey,” I said softly.
Her eyes popped open, and she jerked backward, clearly startled and a little confused.
“You fell asleep. It's four in the morning. Come on, let's get you to bed,” I said as gently as possible.
She looked so young and absolutely stunning. I wanted to scoop her up and hold her close. I leaned down and gave her a gentle kiss. Although I was sad to have lost an opportunity to have sex with her, I was okay with it. She needed her rest.
Leah rolled onto her back and moaned softly.
“Leah. Are you ready to go to bed?”
She grinned but didn't open her eyes. “I'm ready, all right.”
It was all I needed to hear. I reached out and ran my hand over her bared stomach before moving up to cover one breast and then the other. She arched her back, rolled her head to the side, and made a soft noise in the back of her throat. I dropped my head to hers and started a slow, sweet kiss. Her hands came up, and she ran her fingers through my hair before moving to my shoulders and then down my biceps.
I deepened the kiss and moved to lift her top to uncover her breasts. Her arms went straight out above her head, giving me permission to remove it. I did so in a hurry. My mouth moved to take in one nipple and then the other while one hand moved between her legs. I wanted to take my time with her, worship her body like she deserved. The first time we were together, it had been hard and fast. I wasn't worried about Blake walking in on us. I could enjoy every inch of her perfect body.
I could feel her body awakening, ready for me. I rubbed the outside of her bare pussy lips before sliding one finger down the slit. Her back gently arched, and her legs fell wide. I couldn't get enough of her breasts. Her skin was soft and tasted like milk and honey. It was all silky smoothness. One of her hands moved under me, reaching around to rub my back.
She pulled the hand away from my back and slid it down to grab my cock through my sweatpants.
“Grab it, Leah,” I demanded.
She quickly did as I asked, sliding her hand under the waistband of my sweats and wrapping her soft hands around me. My body jerked at her touch, my hunger kicked up a notch, and my mouth moved to hers while my finger slid deep inside her. Her wetness making her slick. Despite my plan to take it slow and easy, touching her stripped away any thoughts of slow.
I sat up and started to yank down her tight yoga pants. Her hands were roaming over her body, and I nearly fucked her with her pants around her ankles, she looked so hot. I rolled to my butt, so I could pull off my own sweats and yanked off the T-shirt I had on before dropping back down to lie next to her.
She smiled. “I love your body.”
“I think yours is pretty fine too.”
I used one finger to trace a line around each breast and then down her flat tummy back to where I had been a brief few seconds ago. Her legs were bent at the knee and lying open. My dick was seeping. I had to have her. I promised myself to take more time next time, but right now, I needed her too badly.
With one quick movement, I laid my body over the top of hers. Her hands came up to rub my chest, caressing me as if I were a piece of fine china. My head dropped to hers, kissing her the same moment I slid inside her. I heard her moan, practically crying out as I very slowly pushed in. I wanted to savor every bit of her sweet pussy.
I felt her growing wetter around me and kissed her deeper without moving to push inside her. With one tiny shift upward, I made her come. I drove deep, luxuriating in the feel of her pussy squeezing around my dick while her legs wrapped around me, holding me deep inside her. When I felt her body begin to relax, I started to move a slow in and out while my mouth moved over her neck and back to her breasts.
I was overwhelmed with powerful sensations traveling over my body. My excruciatingly slow pace began to pick up speed, and I was pistoning into her with such force, I thought I would explode. Her hand came to my chest, pushing me away.
I stopped moving, looked down at her, and yelped when she pushed me completely off and mounted me in one very smooth motion. I took a moment to adjust inside her, the new position changing everything. My hands reached up to knead her breasts as her head dropped back, her long hair brushing over my thighs. Her hips rocked forward, taking me deeper inside.
Another moan escaped her lips, and I knew I was right there. I was going to make her come again. Her hands were on my chest, supporting her body as she moved back and forth over me.
“Faster,” I said through gritted teeth, determined to make her have another orgasm before I blew up deep inside her.
Her hips rocked, faster and faster, I could feel her growing wetter around me. My hands held her waist, and I used my own body to pump into her hard and fast. I felt her body explode with hot, wet juices all around me. It was all I could take, and I felt my own body release all the pent-up sexual frustration.
She collapsed against my chest, her mouth moving over me, kissing and sucking. My arms were around her back, holding her tightly to me, not wanting to ever let go. We lay there, both of us trying to catch our breath.
“Chase,” she murmured against my chest.
“Yeah?”
She rolled off my body, propped her head up on one elbow and traced circles around my chest. “I don't do this. I mean, I don't sleep with Blake's friends. I don't sleep with anyone.”
I nodded. “Okay.”
She shook her head. “No, you don't understand. You are the first man I've been with since my husband passed away.”
“Oh,” I said, not sure what to say. I was extremely flattered.
She giggled. “Don't freak out. I just didn't want you to think I was some horny woman having sex with every hot guy I meet.”
I smiled. “Good. I'm glad it's only me. I'm here for another week and a half. While I'm here, I will happily be your sex slave.”
She giggled again, and I thought she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Her face was glowing. That could be partly due to the fabulous sex. Whatever the reason, I was happy to be the one looking down at her all naked and glistening with sweat.
“Since we only have a short time, and I have a year of no sex to catch up on, I think we should waste no time,” she said, gently pushing my shoulder.
I willingly fell on my back. My dick hardened the moment she crawled over the top of me. It was going to be one hell of a ride while I was here in Portland, and I planned to enjoy every minute.