Chapter 18

Jeni

I simply adored this playful side of him. I could’ve eaten him up. Who cared there was menacing danger swirling around him, I wanted this. I wanted us.

We finished our lunch and he picked up the plates, washed them quickly and then turned to me. I was warm, full, and happy. I looked up at him. He was an impressive figure. Tall, and strong, his face was shadowed by thick hair which I noted he’d trimmed finally. He had ice-blue eyes and a kind expression.

I remembered the way his body dwarfed mine and how his huge cock filled me with ecstasy. I looked up to the loft and wondered if he would make love to me again.

“Would you like me to give you the grand tour?” he asked, noticing me staring at the loft.

“I would love it,” my heart slammed against my chest and I found it hard to breathe.

At that moment, I wanted nothing more than for him to be psychic, so he could read my mind and take my body to the moon again. I was ready for him and thought there wouldn’t be a time when I didn’t want this man to love me.

“After you,” he said standing up, ready to brace my steps. “Just up the stairs is the main loft. The other doesn’t have anything in it yet, but this one is quite cozy.” His arms slid around my back as he held me while I made the ascent up the stairs.

At the top of the stairs, I saw a cozy space. On either side of the peaked roof were skylights that let in the natural sunlight. The bed was covered with a soft brown velvet spread and Moroccan lamps hung on each side of the bed added an exotic touch.

The space was tall enough to sit up comfortably but not stand. The two of us fit up there without bumping into one another, but it was a tight fit. The air was much warmer upstairs than it was below, and I was feeling myself become flush. I wasn’t sure if it was the effect he was having on me or if I was genuinely heating up.

I unzipped my jacket, “I love this space, it’s so simple and beautiful, but it’s a lot hotter up here,” I flashed him a sexy smile as I wiggled out of his oversized heavy jacket.

“It’s definitely warming up,” he commented as he unzipped his jacket and took it off as well.

He gathered up both jackets and draped them over the railing as he approached me scooting on his knees.

“I haven’t ever slept in the bed, would you like to be the first to try it?” He was being sincere, but sleeping was the last thing I wanted to do.

“You wanna sleep?” I made sure my voice reflected my disappointment.

“No, but we could christen the bed in other ways,” he smoothed his hand over my shoulder.

“I would love that,” I encouraged as I slipped his oversized shirt off of the shoulder he was caressing.

He planted a kiss on my bare shoulder. Then trailed kisses up my neck as I lifted his shirt over my head and tossed it to the floor, leaving me naked before him, my breasts peaked in the warm air.

“You are so beautiful,” he exclaimed as he continued his parade of kisses up my neck.

I giggled because my neck had always been one of the most sensitive areas of my body. His soft lips and thick curls of hair made me squirm. I felt myself moisten at his touch as lightning bolts rocketed across my skin.

“Thank you,” I giggled not able to hold the laughter back any longer. “So are you,” I threw out there as his fingers joined the onslaught of sensations coursing all over my body.

His strong calloused hands swiped over my tender nipples, bringing them further to attention as they spiked with arousal. He rubbed and pinched them to the point I screamed out and my head arched back towards his.

Now he was the one laughing, “Oh. So, ready are we?”

I think he delighted in my responsiveness to his touch. “Always,” I giggled. It was true, I was pretty much always up for this with him. He felt too right, and our time was so short; I wanted to savor every moment we had. He stopped his erotic torturing of my sensitive body only long enough to take off his shirt and pants.

His strong pale chest was prominently displayed before me and I couldn’t resist him. I slunk toward him and started my own trail of kisses, from the top of his pubic hair all the way up his body, over his hard, rippling muscles. I licked into his deep belly button hole, then up to his pectoral muscles landing on his right nipple, which I nibbled and sucked.

“Ho ho,” he gasped in surprise as my hand slithered its way down to his beautiful cock and started gently pumping it up more.

It was already at an impressive size, but I knew he could get even harder with a little effort. I loved his rock-solid body. His lips found mine again and there it was, that spark of something otherworldly. How else could we explain this attraction to one another and the feeling that every moment in his presence was right, even when it was so wrong on so many levels?

I continued to work his cock with my hand as my mouth slid to his other nipple. I enveloped it in my mouth, nibbling and sucking again causing him to yelp with surprise.

“You are being such a naughty girl,” he lightly protested.

I only paused long enough to taunt him. “You have no idea,” I said with a sinister growl, which made me laugh and blew the whole thing. This, in turn, made him laugh as he swooped me down to the bed in one motion. We both landed with a thud.

He then rolled over and pinned me under him. “I can be naughty too,” he said playfully as he slithered down my body with his warm hot mouth planting kisses along the way.

“No,” I gasped as I wiggled, his mouth and scruffy beard tickling me more as he slid my pants off and spread my legs wide before him.

“I’m looking forward to this,” he mumbled as he planted his hairy face between my legs and started lapping at my pussy which was already quivering with need and dripping with desire.

His tongue swiped across my sensitive folds as my hips bucked to his mouth meeting the coarse facial hair with its hot tongue diving in and out of my wet cavern. I was twisting with heat as a spark smoldered from the base of my groin and bloomed outward. Just as I was about to explode into a catastrophic orgasm, he stopped, which left me whining.

“Hey,” I pouted, “you cut me off mid-sentence,” I griped as I wiggled my hips into him.

He smiled at me and with one massive movement flipped me over onto my stomach with my ass in the air warm air. His hand then came down on my buttocks with a slap which made me jump. The pain spread over my ass cheek and quickly dissipated into a warm sensual heat which his rough hand smoothed over, sending more electricity to my clit, which was swollen and wanting.

I wasn’t into rough play but from him, it felt good. I wiggled my butt in the air showing my pleasure with his bold moves and he rewarded me with his wet mouth upon my body again kissing the hot orb of my ass cheek making it feel incredible.

He then spread my ass wide open so that I could feel air rush over my pussy and sweet puckering hole. He proceeded to lick all the way down the center of my body igniting blasts of excitement through every nerve as his tongue made its way to the mother lode.

My fingers curled around his soft velvety sheets, grasping them tightly in my fists as his tongue dove deep into my pussy. In and out, he fucked me with his mouth, but when his finger joined the fun, pinching and pressing my clit, playing me like a virtuoso, I exploded into his mouth.

“Ahhhh,” I cried out, my eyes watering from the effort.

I hope that was what he was going for because I was seeing stars. My body continued to quiver and drip on him as I blathered something completely incomprehensible.

I was gushing onto his lovely comforter.

“Sorry,” I said, feeling bad for sullying the linens.

“All the more memory of you,” he kissed my back and made his way back up to my face as he covered my head and cheeks with kisses.

“Please,” I actually begged. “I need you, I need more memories of you. Please make love to me.”

Well, I didn’t need to beg it seems, because he instantly crawled up and nudged his knees between my legs, spreading me wider. I could feel the large bulbous head of his cock spread my lips apart as he positioned himself at the entrance of heaven, his warm muscular body draped over the back of mine.

I took a deep stabilizing breath as he plunged himself hard inside of me.

“Wow,” was all I could croak out.

He was, in one hard motion, lodged already inside. My mind was spinning as I felt his kisses cover my checks and the back of my neck again.

“You okay?” he asked over the fog of my ecstasy.

I was well lubricated and ready for him to go to town, “I’m great.”

I gave him a weak thumbs up.

He took a few pumps to lodge himself in deeper and when he did, we felt like we were one person, linked at our nether region. I loved how he filled me and in a strange way completed me. His nearness was vital, and I craved the feeling of him inside of me.

He began to pump in and out harder and harder, deeper and deeper. The rasping sounds of his grunts and moans told me he needed me as much as I needed him; he couldn’t get close enough. Soon he was rocking in and out of me with such speed and force, I felt that familiar buzz growing from my center, it wouldn’t be long, and I’d be spiraling into another powerful orgasm.

As his cock rocketed into me, his body covering mine, his arms scooped me up onto his lap as he moved us into a sitting position. Here I was ready to let him do all the driving and I was now in command. I bounced up and down on him with my knees, being careful not to use my injured ankle. I made sure to match his fevered haste and found a rhythm that had me buzzing again.

I pressed myself deeper into him, with his hips pummeling my pussy which was sucking on his cock, squeezing it with all of its might hoping he’d explode within me. Then he stopped for a moment, kissed the back of my head and lovingly brought us down onto the bed together. He was spooned behind me with my bad leg draped over his hip.

His beautiful body curled into mine and started a sensuous dance, pulling out of me then easing back in slowly cooling my fire as he fanned the smoldering flames again. I could feel the heat and pressure of his body behind me rocking back and forth massaging my needy core with his massive cock.

My eyes fluttered in my head as a slow burn spread across my body. Soon the heat was too much, and he sensed this, so he pressed his weight more heavily upon me and started his thrusting again from behind. It was too exquisite, and I nearly shattered around him.

I bit back a scream as his pace quickened and surprisingly it was Dash who called out with a wail as his dick dove in deeply filling me with warm cum. My pussy held on to him tightly and milked every drop as I too shivered and exploded.

My head swirled in the clouds as my yoni grabbed at his cock and held on for dear life. He continued to twitch and pulse behind me as I held him steadfast. After our orgasms collided with passion, our souls both slithered down the wall of desire and pooled in each other’s arms.

We looked up at the sun above us as his big arms scooped me up into him closer. There were a thousand things I wanted to say to him. Don’t let me go, don’t be afraid to live, save me from the inevitable sadness to come, but I didn’t have the courage to say any of them, so we remained silent.

We were both exhausted, more so than either of us realized. Before we knew it we were sleeping in each other’s arms, naked, sated, and content. I had hazy dreams of swinging in the backyard with a baby in my arms while I watched him play basketball with his son and daughter. Our house was beautiful and much too big for my tastes, but loving and full of warmth and family.

This was what I wanted. I wanted to live the dream, I didn’t want to have it ripped away from me by the invisible boogie men Dash feared. I wanted to put a word of protest as my last-ditch effort to save us, but the dream started to fade and before I knew it, I came to hazy consciousness as we lay together in the loft. When I looked at the sky, I realized it was darkening quickly.

“I think we should go,” I said sweetly in his ear as his eyes fluttered open.

“Shit,” was all he said before he bolted upright and dove for his clothes.

He grabbed mine and tossed them to me.

“Is it as bad as I think it is?” I asked not wanting to hear the answer.

“It won’t be if we hurry.”

He dressed and clamored down the stairs. I dressed as quickly as I could and followed him. By the time I’d reached him, he already had our bag packed and was ready to hoist me aboard his back to scamper down the mountain before we got caught in the oncoming blizzard.

There was something to be said for tiny houses, they were easy to tidy up and batten down. It took us only a few minutes to close the house and head out. Dash made good time carrying me back to the cabin and we arrived just as a ferocious wind started to whip the trees.

Everything was quite safe and exhilarating, however, Dash stopped cold in his tracks before opening the door to the cabin. Just as we made it down off the mountain and onto the front porch of the cabin, a helicopter flew by at close range.

I didn’t remember ever seeing a helicopter so close to the ground. We were face to face with one that had just popped up over the mountain ridge. I didn’t think much of it, except the man in the passenger’s seat had a pair of high-powered binoculars and he seemed to get very excited when he spotted us. He even nudged the pilot and said something.

Dash gathered his wits about him enough to grab the lapel of my jacket and toss me into the cabin. He followed behind me and slammed the door shut, locking all of the bolts and locks. It was then I realized how many he had to secure the door.

“Are you okay?” I asked as he peeked his head out the side window and watched the helicopter fly away.

“They saw us,” he nearly panicked.

“I think they were just using the good weather to survey stuff, maybe there was someone stuck out here… it seemed like they were looking for something.” I thought I was pacifying his fears, but my words weren’t offering any comfort.

“Will you please excuse me,” he said in his haste and disappeared into his office.

I could see his office from the living room and he grabbed the pages he was working on last night. He had a portable scanner and scanned the pages into it, then sent something off from his computer. When it was done he breathed a heavy sigh.