Chapter five
I had my hand in the air with my heart in my throat. I was frozen with different scenarios running around in my head. He was behind the door and I couldn’t bring myself to announce my presence.
It suddenly opened like magic with him staring at me with what appeared to be daggers in his eyes. He wasn’t wearing a shirt, but it did nothing to deflect from how his body language was speaking loud and clear.
He pulled me in and slammed the door behind me. His two hands were over top of me on either side of my shoulders.
“I woke up with lipstick around my cock. Would you like to explain that?” I had my mouth open and it gave him the freedom to kiss me with abandon.
I was stunned by his behavior, but I sank into it like a warm blanket on a winter evening. He lazily moved his hands down over my body sending signals to the pleasure centers of my brain.
My tongue was no longer a passive bystander. I saw his eyes widen with alarm when I returned the same passion in the kiss. He released me from the lip lock with his thumb moving across the crimson shine of my lips.
“What makes you think it was me?” He ran his thumb along the oval shape of my mouth.
“I don’t think I have to justify that with an answer. I’m through with this dance.” He lifted me over his shoulder and carried me giggling with all the blood running to the top of my head.
I saw what he had in mind and I braced myself. I splashed flailing in the water with my clothes practically transparent. He didn’t hesitate or bother to take off his pants.
We stood dripping and he easily made me lift my arms to release me from the burden of my sweater. He captured one of my nipples and the feeling he inflicted was sent directly below the equator.
I had my hands on the waistband of his pants. I pulled open the button and drove my hand into the opening. My fist encompassed his member with my fingers dancing a delicate tune up along those inches.
He was tugging at my black jeans.
“I have to tell you something.” He lifted his face from my bosom long enough to address my concerns.
“There’s nothing that you can say that can’t wait. This has been a long time coming.” I wanted him to know the truth, but I didn’t want to dampen his spirits.
“I agree with you.” My nipples were hard enough to cut through glass with a dollop of spit dripping from each one.
We frantically undressed in front of each other and discarded our clothing soaking wet to the floor. I yelped in surprise when he lifted me. I curled my legs around his waist. My ankles were locked in place with the length of his manly serpent rubbing along the lips of my persuasion.
“Tell me you want me. I want to hear it from your lips.” We were on the fence and ready to jump over to the other side.
“I do want you, Copeland. I’ve always wanted to do this.” I lifted away from him and then brought my body down sliding his tool deep within the confines of my embrace.
“I’ve been more than ready for that for quite some time. Rachel, our friendship can endure anything. Haven’t you realized that by now?” I was beginning to see that our bond was stronger than my secrets.
I was sitting on the side of the hot tub feeling him drawing out until just the head remained. I grabbed the base to give him encouragement. I was exciting every part of him, but especially his imagination.
He gave me 10 long thrusts and then replaced his slippery manhood with the agile length of his tongue. The slithering invader was a welcome addition. I held on for dear life with my fingernails digging into his shoulders.
“Oh, yeah… that is exactly how I like it. You touch me like no man has ever done. It’s like you know my body from the inside out. I should’ve known we would be a perfect match.” I slapped my heels on his back to fuel what he had in reserve.
“This is better than I could ever dream. I remember what you did in disjointed images. My only wish is that I was there for it in more than just spirit.” He returned to giving me a tongue lashing of a lifetime.
It was his mission to make me cum until I couldn’t do it anymore.
I moaned incoherently with my mind awash in a sea of pleasure. I was at his mercy and he was in no mood to take prisoners. I climbed one rung at a time to reach out for the brass ring of my orgasm. It slapped me across the face with enough force to leave me stunned into silence.
He slipped back in during the onslaught of my pleasure. The head was firmly encased and he was doing nothing to give me anything more.
I was giving the head a very deep tissue kind of massage. My inner muscles were frantic to get him off. Amazingly, he was able to hold strong and continue undeterred. I was coming down from the addictive high of my climactic moment when he felt it necessary to inject the length of his shaft.
My ankles unlocked and my legs spread with every muscle straining for relief. I was breathing heavily with his body perfectly aligned with mine. I was firing on all cylinders with my second wind matching his.
I dropped to my knees and sampled the concoction we had created with both of our juices. I gave him the same treatment he had given me. It was my pleasure to take it to the next level. I buried him in my throat several times before coming up for air.
“Take me from behind.” I got into position with my hands on my knees under the water.
“I thought you would never ask.” I almost went face first into the water upon penetration.
He had the foresight to hold onto my shoulders to keep me from submerging. The water was bubbling around us and the heat was nothing compared to what we were generating on our own.
“This is even deeper than before.” On each forward motion, he would stop and let me feel how good it was to be stuffed full of his meat.
“Friendship is far more powerful with the benefits.” I was gripping him in a tight hold and squeezing to make him pop like warm champagne from the bottle.
“A man like you is a terrible thing to waste.” My knees were bent and I was taking the full assault from behind.
I went under for a moment and came back up sputtering water everywhere. My legs virtually collapsed out from underneath me. He was still inside me. He was able to pull my hair out of the water and continue banging me with relentless determination.
I felt him biting my neck. It was startling. I was moaning and couldn’t stop. I was begging him to fill me, but he was riding me right into the sunset.
The window panes rattled with the water sloshing over the sides. What he had between his legs was a stick of dynamite. I was waiting for his powerful load to explode. He was like a machine completely obsessed with no off switch.
“Rachel, nothing is like the real thing. Fucking you is better than my fantasies all rolled into one. I can feel myself fighting the urge. It’s only a matter of time.” His forked tongue was telling me everything I needed to know.
“I’m going to help you make this moment one to remember.” I knew touching my clit was going to break the stalemate between us.
I centered my thumb but then I had a better idea. I maneuvered us closer to the jets and the first contact made my whole body convulse. I was bearing down on him with a tremendous bit of pressure.
“Right fucking… NOWWWW.” His hose let loose with a torrential spray of boiling seed.
I clamped my legs together to give him a little bit of extra friction. He had slowed down but didn’t stop until the last drop had been siphoned from his balls.
“I don’t want to take it out. I like you exactly where you’re at.” He tried to extricate, but I was extra vigilant in holding his depleted member.
“I can’t take this abuse.” He was quite sensitive after this marathon sex of sexual delights.
“It’s not considered abuse if I find pleasure in it. It’s going to be fun to see where your limitations are.” I was ready to embark on a wonderful journey of self-discovery with him.
“I think you will be surprised at how much I can take. It’s not like I have been living in a bubble of solitude. I’ve had a few female guides in acts that would be considered illegal in some states.” He had mentioned something in passing, but I thought he was joking.
I took a deep breath and rallied the forces of my courage to say what was on my mind. I was going to risk having him slam the door in my face. I couldn’t keep this part of my life hidden from him forever. It was better to face it head on than to face recrimination in the future.
“I’ve been masquerading as a vigilante to take down people who got away with a crime. I won’t be doing it anymore. I will be joining the academy. Can you live with the possibility of a police officer knocking on your door late at night to inform you of my death? I will be careful because I have something to live for.” He slipped out of my slippery folds.
“I knew there had to be a reason for those bruises. I wasn’t entirely convinced they were from some kickboxing class. I’m glad you told me, but I’m thrilled that you have decided to give it up. I want you to be safe, but if your passion is in police work then I won’t stand in your way.” We got out of the water before we pruned.
I saw a flicker of life between his legs. It wasn’t going to remain down for the count for long. I tried to grab him, but he dodged my advances.
“I can’t tell you how much it makes me happy to have you chasing me around like a lovesick teenager. Being your next door neighbor has been intolerable. I look at you and I need to relieve myself. Watching you undress before you closed your drapes might have made me a pervert, but I couldn’t help myself.” He was carrying a torch and now we could carry it together.
I paced back and forth and gave him an accusing finger poke in the chest. He stood there with his arms raised in mock surrender. It gave me an idea. I wasn’t angry, but it did make it easier to inject a bit of kinky persuasion.
“It’s a crime to play peeping tom. I’m going to have to punish you. Follow me to my house. I have the handcuffs ready to take you into my custody.” He didn’t try to resist my authority.
“Officer, I have been a very bad boy. Don’t go easy on me. It doesn’t matter that we are engaged.” I stopped short at the threshold of his house.
I turned and found him holding a shining example of his fidelity. He slipped it onto my shaky finger. It was the perfect fit.
“It looks like we have something to celebrate, but not until your punishment is over. If you do the time then you have to be prepared to do the crime. I think that’s the other way around.” I lost my train of thought with the engagement ring signaling how our friendship had evolved into a lifetime commitment.
THE END