Ethan

My eyes were open a few seconds before the alarm went off and I leaned over Denise to get to it before she did. She liked to sleep in a little bit longer than I did and I could tell that she was tired from the night before. She was worried and that meant that she was up most of the night reading and thinking to try and get her mind off of what ailed her. I knew that it was threats to the harbor, but I was confident that it would be fine. It felt like it was going to be okay and I was just going to go with my gut on it.

I’ve been threatened many times before, which is strange in my line of work. But Alaskans were hard to push and they wanted to keep every inch of their state the same. It was impossible to do when there was just as big of a force, with money behind it that wanted to modernize. Some came to the state to get away from it all, while some wanted to bring the world to their door step. I didn’t have an opinion on it either way because it would never happen where I live. No one in their right mind wants to go up there for a vacation.

Sighing to myself, I laid my head back on the pillow and looked up at the ceiling. It wasn’t but a few feet from my face and I slid off the bed. It was too small for me, but she had convinced me that it was going to be fine. I had believed her or rather I’d wanted more of what she was selling and I’d crawled up there to take her one more time.

I thought about doing it now, but I had too much going on today and sometimes she was a bigger distraction than I was able to deal with. I wanted to get ready before she woke up and was successful at making me go back to bed with her. Denise learned fast and she knew that if she presented it in a certain way, I was unable to resist. She’d made me late more than once or twice.

Taking a shower always brought back memories of our first time and that was just as bad to my senses as her messing with me. It wasn’t long before I was hard and thinking about going back up to the loft without any prodding from her.

“Are you in here?”

Her voice cut through the silence and I groaned inwardly because I knew what was going to happen next. I was about to be very late.

Denise opened the curtain to find the answer I wasn’t giving her. “There you are.”

Her eyes fell down my body, landing on the hard-on that was pointed right towards her. As soon as she let the door open a little wider to step in, I knew I was as good as late. She had a smile on her face that I knew all too well and that meant that not only was I going to be late, but extremely late. I should have made a call before I got in the shower, but how could a man plan for things like this? There was no planning for Denise.

“I have to get to work on time today Denise.”

“Uh huh.”

Her hand moved to the hard length that I was trying to keep away from her, but the damn shower was ridiculously small and there was nowhere to go. The only way I was going to get away from her straying hand was to physically get out of the bathroom all together.

There was no fighting it after she started to touch me and gently stroked me in her small hands. She had a way of twist and pulling all at the same time that really did it for me and like everything else, once she learned that it had that sort of effect on me, she used it to her advantage every chance she got. This was one of those times.

“Why didn’t you wake me up Ethan? You know that I like to see you in the morning before you leave.”

“That’s what I was afraid of.”

She started to pull a little faster with a harder squeeze in her hand. I didn’t worry that she would be rough, but I did worry that she was going to excite me too much. Her hand and palm always felt amazing and this was no different than any other time. She still felt too damn good.

I wasn’t going to get out of the shower without coming once or twice, so I pushed her hand away and pulled her to me to lift her up. She eagerly grabbed my neck and her legs wrapped around my waist. This wasn’t our first rodeo and she knew exactly what to do.

Denise gasped when I entered her and it was almost as good as the wet, soft, heat that surrounded my cock suddenly. I gritted my teeth to both things and started to move inside of her slowly.

It wasn’t long before she was biting my shoulder and whimpering my name in my ear. The sounds were too much, they always were and even when she tried to hold it in, it was just as damaging as ever. Denise was hard to handle on all accounts and I was still thinking about why I was late, as I made my way to the harbor.

It was going to be a damn good day.