Chapter 5- Let It Be Me
What was the point of numbers when they were for the most
part misleading?
I walked in everyday and I watched her. In fact, I got there early to watch her. She didn’t know it, but I did. Her body, while certainly larger than most in
our building, was the picture of grace and perfection. She never saw it, she wouldn’t ever see
it. She had a clouded view of
herself. Granted it was expected
considering our jobs were all based on our looks.
Our personalities, our passions, our heart had no merit in this
place…just our looks.
So, she hid and pretended it didn’t bother her. Most wouldn’t see that it eats away at her,
but I saw. I knew, because I hid and
watched her. I couldn’t reveal how much
I knew about her because it might scare her.
Above all else…I still knew, and cared about her.
In fact, I would bet that I knew her better than anyone else
in her life. I couldn’t prove it just
yet, but I fairly certain I was right.
My approach was slow and methodical. I made it seem like an accident was
responsible for me being at her desk.
“Hey, Siobhan, how’s my schedule look today?” I casually leaned across the desk and looked
down at her just so I can see her luscious cleavage. Even in my own head it sounded sexist for me
to do , but I couldn’t help myself.
Have I introduced myself and shared with the group that I was
in love with her? No? Well, I am!
She just didn’t know it yet.
“Hey, Edward. You
have the same three scheduled sessions and then two open sessions for walk
in’s. Mrs. Banner always cancels at the
last minute, so you might end up with some extra free time on your hands
though.” She glanced up at me several
times as she looked over my schedule and chewed on her pen cap at the same
time.
I loved, and hated, that she had a hard time making eye
contact with me. It allowed me to really
look her over without the nuisance of making eye contact as we both spoke to
each other. Yet at the same time, I
hated she had so little self esteem that a small thing such as a number on her
scale made her feel inferior to me.
I did love to gaze into her amazing eyes, her pale green
eyes and those dark, thick eyelashes.
Her sweet smile and slight scattered freckles on her cheeks
and across her nose always drew my attention as well.
Her dark red hair, dyed red, not natural, but to be honest,
I couldn’t imagine it being any other color, I spent a fair amount of time
wishing I could run my hands through those luscious locks of hers.
Her shapely breasts that dipped into her trim waist as it
swelled into her perfect hips, yeah I had imagined my hands and how they would
fit her perfectly right across her curves.
Her long, toned legs, her pale pink lips, I cataloged her
parts and found them all perfect in their sizes, shapes, and proportions.
But they were nothing compared to her heart… her mind… and her
soul.
I just hoped I could convince her she was perfect for me,
because society had gone a long way to convince her otherwise. It would be interesting to see who she put
her faith in, me or society.
All day long, I attempted to come up with a way to get her
alone so we could talk, and I could get my hands on her body. My skin could almost feel her body ghost
across the sensitive nerve endings already.
I finally came up with an acceptable idea, so I darted back up front to
her desk to carry it out.
“Hey, Siobhan, I have a new routine I’ve designed for
women. It’s a fairly intermediate
routine, would you mind helping out if I can get Kebi to cover the desk for
you?” I asked as I fidgeted with a
pencil that lay across the sign in board.
“You want me to help you?”
She stuttered as she spoke to me this time. I wondered what had her all tongue tied? It should be me that sputtered, at least she
had always elicited that reaction in the past, to be honest, my mouth did feel
a little dry as we spoke right now.
“Sure, why not you?”
I had to hear her explanation as to why she was mystified I would ask
her to help me. I had heard the talk, I
had heard the stupid things women would say, do and offer to spend time with me
but I couldn’t see it. I was not
comfortable with my looks as what they called ‘a sexy man’. I didn’t see it, I saw them as a hindrance,
not a help. The looks kept the kind of
girl I wanted to be with from approaching me because I was surrounded by the
air head, plastic body, Barbie dolls. I
didn’t want that kind of girl.
I wanted Siobhan but I was too chicken shit to actually tell
her. So, I played these games.
“Well, I mean, there are lots of other more advanced people
here that can help you with your routine.”
Her eyes dropped to the table again and I struggled to answer her,
because it was partially a lie and yet not really, so I forged ahead.
“Siobhan, you’re at the exact fitness level this program is
designed to help. You’re perfect…” her
eyes widened as I spoke. For a moment, I
was clueless at to the cause, then I realized what I had said and how it must
have sounded, “for the routine, perfect for the routine.” Her eyes soften somewhat.
“Oh, okay, let’s say around eleven-ish?” I just smile and nodded at her acceptance. My body wanted to strut off and do a little
happy dance. What happened was I got
caught up in her beautiful eyes and I stood around for a few beats too long
looking awkward. Realization hit me that
I looked like a stalker, so I pulled myself up off of the top of Siobhan’s desk
and walked off after tossing her a final smile.
Great, now I looked like a stalker who couldn’t just walk away when it
was time. I hoped I didn’t scare
her.
Luck was not on my side, we tried for several hours to get
together, but one thing after another got in the way. First, there is the fact that Mrs. Banner
actually showed up for her scheduled session today. Surprise, Surprise! Then the other receptionist called in drunk,
actually called in and said she ‘went out last night and got too drunk’. So now she has a killer hangover. Siobhan, being the doll that she is,
volunteered to stay and work a little longer to help out. And of course, she was swamped.
At nine we end up closed up part of the gym for the
night. Some sections stayed open
twenty-four hours a day, but for the most part the gym was locked up. That tiny piece of fortuitous luck was how
Siobhan and I end up in the dark, deserted part of the gym together, alone, and
so close to each other.
“If you’d still like to work on that routine I would love to
help, I don’t…uh, have anything else to do.”
She stammered. Her lack of self
confidence killed me. She was so
beautiful, her curves were amazing and she was far above anyone else here at
the gym. I decided to play around with some flirting and see if it got me
anywhere and if it boosted her confidence a little.
“Oh, I definitely want to work on you.” Her eyebrows rose in
surprise, so I backed off a little. “On
it, the routine… with you.”
“Sure, just let me go and change real quick.” I nodded and watched her ass shimmy as she
walked away.
Siobhan wore dresses and business attire at the gym. She was our part time receptionist and helped
with most of the office work. She said
she dressed the part, she was hired as an office associate not a trainer. I think she was scared to put herself out
there with all the plastics in the building who ran around in next to
nothing. I didn’t blame her, some of the
bitches here were extremely cruel and vicious.
She had no idea what I’d give to see her in a sports bra and
some spandex shorts as we worked out together.
My dream was fulfilled as I watched her nervously make her
way to me in the exactly outfit of my dreams, a bright pink sports bra and black
spandex shorts. Nervous was not a strong
enough word to describe how she obviously felt right now. She couldn’t be still, her arms and legs moved
constantly to find a way to cover each and every inch of her that was
exposed. She was so scared and she
really had no reason to be. I just wanted
to take her in my arms and kiss all her fears and past pains away. As soon as she was close enough I pulled her
within touching distance to me.
“You look amazing, wow! Your curves are so beautiful.” I ran my hands down her sides and along the
curve of her hips and thighs. I wanted
to break the ice slowly, to heat her body up so hot that she couldn’t refuse
me. I watched as her eyes dilate and the
dark space in her pupils filled with desire.
I could almost smell it on her.
She was going to be mine and I couldn’t wait. I had so many fantasies to fulfill and so many
ways planned to bring her pleasure. It
was hard not to be cocky now that I knew I had her, I had waited too long and
was too full of desire to let her get away now.
I turned and walked away from her. She needed to be kept wondering for a little
while longer. I occupied myself with my iPod.
I flipped on my favorite playlist.
It contained a lot of Adam Levine.
He was one cocky fucker, but he seemed to have a way with the
ladies. I hoped that if I channeled his
suave, laid back attitude it would be the key to get Siobhan to relax and trust
me enough to go with what I suggest, besides his beats were perfect for so many
of my workouts.
“Come here.” I called
Siobhan over and sat her down beside a large exercise ball. “Let’s start here.” I placed her body into position and made sure
I was on my knees between her slightly opened legs. So when she sat up she came face to face with
me, this position was perfect to keep the tension between us at an all time
high.
She began to pull her body toward me using her abdominal
muscles. I wanted to place sloppy wet
kisses across her skin as her muscles contracted to do her bidding, but I
restrained myself. Siobhan was under the
impression that all ladies who are over a size 0 are overweight, they needed to
lose fat or flab. She was so wrong. Siobhan‘s body was full of lean muscles, her
skin was taut and her body was fucking amazing.
She simply had a large bone structure so she was going to appear larger
than other women. Her shoulders were
broad and her hips slightly wider, plus she was taller than most of the women who
paraded around the gym. All of this
worked to ensure she was going to weigh more.
I just needed to make her see that she was not fat, she was not flabby,
chunky, fluffy or any other adjective to describe herself. She was perfect!
Her moves became smooth and lose as her body warmed up, so I
moved my hands higher on her thighs to hold her body in place on the ball. Her breath caught as I moved my fingertips in
small circles against her skin. She was
just as turned on as I was. I dropped
back down to my knees and pulled my body as close to the ball as I could
get. I prepared myself, as soon as she sat
up fully for her last sit up I reached behind her head and caressed her neck as
my mouth descended to hers.
Siobhan’s lips were parted and she tasted so sweet. I detected a hint of the hard candy she
always sucked on. She had no idea how
many times I had jerked off in the shower to her sweet pink lips wrapped around
a simple piece of candy. Too many times
to count or admit to anyone, that was for sure.
My hand grazed the soft skin that was exposed at her stomach. “God, you feel so good, I’ve waited so long
to touch you like this.” Her lips
hovered over mine as I spoke. It was
fine with me, I didn’t want her to retreat, to disappear. I would be fine if she could crawl into my
skin and I could keep her inside of me.
No, wait, maybe I wanted to change that to crawl inside of her. Yes, I definitely want to be inside her. Deep inside of her. I shut down the internal musings as she spoke
in a breathy whisper.
“Why? Look at you and look at me.” As she spoke I took her hand and drug her
across the room to the floor to ceiling mirrors. I pulled her sports bra off of her before she
could even protest. Then I stooped down
and pulled her shorts down so that she stood before me in just her lacy
underwear. Very small underwear too,
dear God, she was a sex bomb, just look at those panties.
“I don’t want to hear anything like that ever come from your
sexy as fuck mouth, ever again, you hear me?”
She nodded in stunned silence. “I
want you, God, Siobhan, I’ve wanted you for so long. I can’t wait any longer.” I kissed her still opened mouth again. Thankfully, she responded and kissed me back. “Look how beautiful you are. Look.”
I commanded. “You have sexy
curves, those other bunnies that flit around this gym day after fucking day
don’t.” I tilted her chin up so she could see my eyes
as I spoke since I stood behind her, my body was pressed completely against
her. Surely she could feel how much I
wanted her and how sincere I was with my words.
“You are genuine, you are exactly as God made you, they are plastic and
fake. They don’t care when I’m sick and
miss work, they don’t bring me chicken soup to help me get better. They care what I can get them or how far I can
help them advance, not about me. They
don’t ask questions that allow them to get to know me. You do, only you, now stop all these
questions and kiss me, cause if it’s okay with you, I’d like to progress to
other activities soon.”
She kissed me and I felt every ounce of passion she
contained. Another side effect of my
stalker tendencies, I felt like I knew her already, like she was familiar to
me. I wanted more with her because in my
mind we had passed the stage of ‘casual, are they aren’t they part of the
relationship’ oh so long ago.
“Come on, let’s get you dressed before someone comes in here
and sees us.” I turned to grab her
clothes. I knew exactly where I wanted
to take her, my place. I just didn’t
know if it was too soon to go there yet.
I hoped it was not.
When I turned to help her get dressed, she stood stock
still, her face was filled with shock and dismay. I worried that someone had come back because
they forgot something and saw her, she saw them and she was worried, shocked,
scared.
I looked around and saw no one, so I looked back to examine
Siobhan again. Right around the edges of
her eyes I saw it, worry as it crept up and took a hold again. I thought back
over the last few things we had said to one another and realized my mistake.
“No, Siobhan, stop, that’s not what I meant. I meant I wanted to get you dressed and out
of here before some jackass comes back and see’s you like this.” I waved my hand up and down her sexy, naked
body. “You might not know it, but you’re
mine, at least I want you to be mine and if that comes to pass I will go insane
if I know that other people have seen you.
That’s all, don’t read into it, okay?”
I bent my knees so I could look her in her downcast eyes.
“Okay.” She spoke the
words but they were not confidently said, I had more work to do to convince
her.
We dressed and left together, I promised her I would bring
her back later to get her car. I hoped
it would be after breakfast tomorrow morning, but I kept that part to
myself. I held her hand as I drove, as
we looked around my apartment and as I poured her a glass of wine. It was not an easy feat, but I refused to let
go so I worked it out.
“Is it okay if we go to my room? It has the best view of the bay, there’s a
couch in there where we can sit and talk.”
I expect to see a questioning gaze there, Siobhan is such a good judge
of character, but it sounded like a line even to me. Thankfully, I saw nothing there except for
trust and loyalty. I led her into my
room as she sipped her wine.
“Wow, your room is huge.”
She spoke as she looked at each and every item I had on my
bookshelves.
“Yeah, the previous owners were empty-nesters, so they took
the wall out between the two bedrooms up here and made one huge room. This room and my bathroom are the only two
rooms on this floor, the guest room is downstairs down the hall from the
kitchen.” We hadn’t gotten that far
yet. My desire to see her up here in my
personal space won out and I skipped the back half of the house.
“Well, it’s beautiful up here. I love the shelves, you have so much music
and books, have you read them all?” I
nodded and moved her around to my favorite shelf.
“Yes, I’ve read them.
But these here, these are my favorites, I’ve read these more than
once. I can’t help myself, I keep going
back every so often.” I shrugged and
hoped she didn’t think I was a weirdo.
“I have a book that was my mom’s. She read these trashy romance novels, well,
they were trashy at the time, now they’re quite tame. But anyway, she had this series that she
loved and I snuck in and would read them whenever I got the chance. It started my love of reading, at some point
they ended up in my room and I never gave them back. There on my favorite shelf in my bookshelf as
well. Along with all the other books I
read over and over again too.” Her eyes
met mine and she half smirked and half smiled at me as she spoke. It felt good to know we were as compatible as
I assumed we would be.
Before I could
process any further thoughts Siobhan stepped up and kissed me gently. It was an explorative kiss, a kiss to test
the waters and gauge our real purpose for visiting my room.
Just as quick as she began the kiss, she withdrew and turned
away from me. “Siobhan?” I asked, I needed to know what was wrong so I
could fix it.
“Was that okay, I mean I didn’t ask or anything, I shouldn’t
have assumed.” Her voice was tentative
again, scared once more.
“Hey,” I tilted her chin so we could look at each
other. “Do you trust me?” she nodded
immediately.
“C’mere, let me show you
something.” I took her across the room,
closer to my bed. I had a large antique
mirror that belonged to my great grandparent’s, they brought it from Ireland
with then on the boat. I loved the
mirror for what it symbolized for my family and each day when I got dressed and
checked to make sure I was acceptable, it reminded me of how hard my family had
worked to make sure I was taken care of and that I knew how to work hard as
well. Tonight I had a much different
purpose for that mirror.
Tonight, I wanted to show Siobhan what she was worth and how
her beauty was beyond compare, especially by those fake, shallow bitches she
worried about daily. The ones that took
the time to go out of their way to show her she was less than they were based
on their skewed ideals of what was perfection.
I couldn’t wait until her confidence arrived, when the day came that she
marched with her head held high and her chest pressed out to show the world the
woman I saw.
Tonight I wanted to undress her and make love to her in
front of this mirror and show her my love in the only way I could at this early
stage in our relationship.
I pulled item after item off of her luscious body and made
sure to kiss each inch of skin I exposed.
When she stood in her lacy panties again I turned her body so she could
see us in the mirror.
“That mirror has been in my family for several generations,
and tonight it’s going to show you what I see when I look at you. Tonight I’m going to make love to you in front
of this mirror so you will see us, me and you and how good we are
together. How sexy you are and how much
happiness you bring me.” I kissed her
lips as soon as the words were out of my mouth before she could protest. I didn’t want her to argue with me, she would
see what I saw, she had to.
My hands ran up and then down her body, across and all over.
When I gently turned her back to face the mirror again, her head dropped back
against my shoulder and I allowed it to rest there for a few minutes.
“Watch how your body responds to me and how I
respond to you.” She averted her eyes as
she half way attempted to look at the mirror, but her gaze ended up mostly on
the hardwood floors. I tilted her chin. “Look up here, baby girl, watch us together,
see how good we are together.” She
complied and I began to touch her again.
Her skin blushed a sweet shade of pink across her normally
pale chest. Her lips were plump and
swollen from our kisses and her hair was a disaster of red riotous curls where
my hands had ran through it as often as I could get it in there. She was stunning! Beyond words.
“See how beautiful you look right now?” I pointed out each and every quality about
her that drew me in. By the time I was
done her chest rose and fell dramatically with her deeps pants for breath. I was pretty worked up as well. I reached down and slid her sexy lace off of
her hips and pushed them down to the floor.
I pulled her hand and led her over to my bed.
I sat down and faced the mirror again. I pulled her into my lap and positioned us as
I wanted. My legs were opened and hers
were placed on the outside of mine, so I had full access to her body, and so she
could still see every single thing I did to her, she could see how she
responded to me for herself.
“Can I touch
you?” She nodded.
“All over?” She
nodded again.
I kissed her neck as I touched her breasts. They had significant weight in my hands, but
not so much that they were an obscene size, they were perfect in size, color
and shape. They hung gracefully from her
chest and gave her the curves that suited her frame. Her pale nipples twisted and extended for me as
my hands plied them to my will. Her sexy
moans were indescribable; they shot through me and filled me with white hot
lust for her.
“Does that feel good?”
She nodded again. Words seemed to
fail her at the moment.
I slid my hand down and drug my index finger across her
belly button and slipped inside for a split second before I continued my
downward descent. Her dark curls awaited
me, I was thankful she wasn’t bare. I
had no real reason for my dislike of the practice; I just simply liked to know
that the person I was with was a full grown woman. A full grown woman who made
a choice to be with me, not some child who was held against her will. Wet lips waited for me, I saw them in the
mirror, so I continued down toward them.
I play just on the edge of her curls at the top of her mound. I felt her war with herself, she partly
wanted to be patient and enjoy the tease, but she mostly wanted to thrust her
body upward and forward so my hand slipped lower. I felt the moment she lost her battle as her
body won and she forced my fingers lower across her clit and lower through her
lips. She tasted fantastic when I licked
her moisture from my fingers.
Her hand slipped into the hair on the back of my head and
massaged my scalp. It was a clear
indicator of her giving nature, she did not want to simply lay back and be
pleasured, she wanted to participate, to bring me pleasure as well. I couldn’t get enough of her, she was a true
contradiction. She was so shy and quiet
on the outside but inside she loved fully and cared for others before
herself. This was the kind of woman I
had looked for, the kind of woman I could fall in love with, enjoy the rest of
my life with.
After I had sufficiently cleaned my fingers of any traces of
her, I slowly made my way back to her awaiting skin. I didn’t tease her this time, I simply dove
in. Her lips felt so wet and I couldn’t
wait to taste her from her source. Her
moans increased in volume the longer I played with her pretty pink skin. Her hands abandoned my hair and dropped to
her full breasts. I watched her play
with herself as I played with her pussy.
I had firsthand knowledge what she liked and what made her moan the
loudest, she showed me clearly as she fondled herself.
“I’ve got to be inside of you,” I panted against the soft
skin of her neck.
“Dear God, yes!” She
responded as she untangled her hands from her full breasts and sat up. I pulled her up to stand beside me. We watched each other in the mirror. I placed my hand across her flat stomach and
pulled her tight against me.
“This is what you do to me, you always have. You don’t know how many times I had to run
into the locker room to keep you from seeing how much you affect me. Never be ashamed of who you are, because, my
dear Siobhan, I think I’m falling in love with you and I won’t have you
speaking bad about the girl I love.”
Her
eyes lit up and the gasp was proof enough that she felt at least an inkling of
the same feelings for me as I did for her.
Realization hit me that all we’ve done is talked some as
co-workers and now fooling around at my house.
She needed to be wooed and show a good time aside from sex. I wanted her to know I wanted a real
relationship with her, so I blurted the first thing that came to my mind. “Let me take you to dinner?”
Confusion flitted across her expressive
eyes.
“I’d love that.” Her
eyes softened and her smiled widened. “Do
you, uhm, mean now?”
“No, later, tomorrow maybe, unless you want to go now?”
“No,
tomorrow’s fine.” I slid my hand under
the hair at the back of her neck and slid her closer to me. “Right now I wanna make love to you.”
She collapsed back on the bed when I gave her a slight
nudge, I stepped closer and dropped down to my knees. I had to have a taste of her, even if it was
a small one. I slowly parted her lips
and gave her a wet kiss against her opening.
Her hips bucked up and I allowed her free reign to move as she saw fit,
she knew what felt the best and I was incredibly turned on by her riding my
face to her orgasm. Her legs dropped
open to her sides and she was totally available for me to lick and kiss as I
wanted.
Her hands had returned to her breasts as I sucked her clit
into my mouth. Siobhan was breathtaking
to watch as she enjoyed all I gave her, if she was this amazing on our first
time I couldn’t wait until we had gotten to know each other better and were
really in tune.
“Oh shit, Edward, oh my God!” She was obviously close to her orgasm. I grabbed both ankles and pushed her hips up
off of the bed slightly to change her angle.
Her hips began to shimmy in tiny circles as she kept my tongue focused
on her clit while she ran down her pleasure.
I decided to help her, I slid first one, then a second finger into her
tight entrance.
I was a good boy and paid attention in sex ed class so I
knew her G spot from all the other grooves in there, and I made sure to stroke
it as I flicked her clit with my tongue.
A few strokes in time and she was putty in my hands. Her body seized down around my fingers and
her flesh beneath my tongue began to throb as her orgasm raced over her.
My dick was almost weeping at this point and I wanted just
slam into her, but at the same time I wanted to make sure she got every single
ounce of pleasure first. Her moans and
pants certainly were not helping the situation either, she had a truly sexy
moan. The kind that you make when you
bite into homemade ice cream on a hot summer day, a deep from within her body
moan that told of her pleasure every bit as much as her quaking body did.
When her shaking and moaning stopped I gently kissed her
body and brought her down slowly. This
was about her, I had already received enough pleasure because of her thanks to
my almost daily wank sessions after seeing her at work.
“Turn over, baby.” I
smoothed my hands up her still raised legs and across her stomach and
hips. I wanted her on her stomach, that
way I could control the depth and movement while she just focused on the
pleasure.
Siobhan’s hips were positioned just perfectly that she could
open up wide and accommodate me but not so much as to put strain on her at
all. I smoothed some light massage oil into
my hands and smoothed then up and down her back several times. I felt several knots that I hoped I could
work out as I fucked her.
“That’s right, baby, just relax and let me take care of
you.” I slid the crown of my dick just
inside of her as I rubbed up the length of her back again. Her hips lifted again, almost calling me in
further. I pressed on a bad knot and
massaged it out as I pulsed my hips, just barely moving them in and out of
her. Her sigh of relief was welcomed to
my ears when the knot gave way and loosened up.
My hands slid back down to her hips and held on to her as I pushed fully
inside of her for the first time.
Siobhan wasn’t virginal but she was certainly tight, I knew
she either hadn’t been with many men or else it had been a long time since she
had last been with anyone.
“Oh, Edward, that feels so good.” She cooed.
Her hips tilted slightly again and I felt the ridge around my crown as
it bumped her G spot again as I pulled out.
Her inner muscled tightened immediately, so I pushed in and out quickly
several more times.
“Squeeze me, Siobhan, show me how good you feel.” I curved my body over hers and licked up the
center of her back as I pushed in deeply.
Her inner muscles began to flutter so I picked up the pace for her. Her legs bent at the knee so she could slip
each foot almost under my arms, I tucked each arm in close and held her legs
against my sides. I couldn’t get enough
skin on skin. It almost felt like this
was the first time I had ever experienced the sensation; everything about it
was brand new to me. I hoped I was
making her feel the same.
The tingle and tightening began without warning and I knew
this was not an orgasm I would ever be able to hope to hold off. I only prayed that Siobhan followed me as I
fell off the edge and down into the pleasure abyss.
Her tight little ass almost winked as me as her body
fluttered around me, once again, and I immediately know how to help her fall
with me. At least I hoped it would help
her. I slid my hands up and spread her
cheeks open and began to rub each thumb in a continuous loop across her back
opening. A deep rumbling moan ripped its
way out of Siobhan’s throat.
“That feel good, baby?”
Her head thrashed back and forth as she struggled to answer me. “Show me how good it feels, come all over me,
don’t think just feel right now. Let me
make you feel good, as good as you deserve.”
Almost each word was punctuated with an internal contraction of her
muscles. “Holy, fuck, I’m going to come
so hard. You see what you do to me? You do this, your sexy body does this to
me.”
I lost feeling throughout my body and was lost to muscle
control when my orgasm hit me. I felt
Siobhan jump from the ledge and I just blindly followed her. Together we slowly
floated back to earth.
“Well, it’s way too late for dinner, but what do you say to
breakfast?” I asked her.
“Really? That’s all
you can think about is food after that amazing experience?” Her giggle let me know she was certainly
teasing me.
“Well, yeah, you worked me out woman! I need food if we’re gonna do anything like
that again!” I slapped her ass as I
pulled out.
“Again? You’re
already planning next time?” She turned
slightly to look at me from over her shoulder.
I longed for a camera to capture the moment. Her hair all tousled and her lips full and
lush as she spoke with that husky voice.
A slight blush on her skin, she was breathtaking. I wanted her right now and for every single
moment left in my life.
“I’ve already got our entire lives planned out, baby.” I kissed her full lips and prayed like hell
that I did not scare the shit out of her when I said it.
“Well in that case we certainly need more food !”
