Crystals (5 page)

“Because I’m so
proud of you. You did what you set out to do. I knew you would get this patent
because you’re so bloody brilliant!”

Shane gathered her
up and sat her on his lap before he spoke again. “Thanks love. Your belief in
me means everything.”

They spent a few
moments hugging, kissing and him wiping away her tears. When they were both a
little more composed, he asked her to read him the letter. As the sound of her
voice washed over him, he remained completely still. When she finally came to
an end, Shane held her face steady between his hands and stared deeply into her
eyes.

“Do you know what
this means?”

“Um… yes, I think
so.”

“It means I can
tell ya, I love you. It means that I have something to offer. This is our
future, love. You and me, side by side loving each other.”

Just then a
feeling of dread gripped him. He’d bared his heart to her but what if she
didn’t feel the same way. He hated that he didn’t know for sure how she felt
about him. But, he knew he didn’t want to recall the words. They were what was
in his heart, and he wanted her to know, even if she didn’t return his
feelings.

“I love you, Crys.
Do you love me?”

“Yes, I love you,
and I would love you even if this letter were a refusal.”

“I’ve never told
anyone I loved um before.”

“Not even your
mother?”

“Nah, I don’t
think she would have wanted to hear me say that.”

“Well, you’ve got
me now, and I’m going to insist that you say it every day. And I’m going to make
sure you know how much I love you.”

“I’m going to hold
you to that.”

“Good!” Crystal
whispered giving him a kiss and a hard hug before pulling away. “We should
celebrate. You know, something to mark the occasion.” Jumping to her feet she
rushed over to the fridge. Pulling open the door she looked inside. “Do we
still have that
…
Jesus, Shane when was the last time
you cleaned out this damn fridge!”

Chapter 4

“I’ve been really busy. I know exactly how we should
celebrate, and it ain’t got nothing to do with what’s in there!”

Closing the door,
Crystal turned to look at Shane only to find him standing directly in front of
her. He nudged her backward until her spine was flush against the fridge door.
He then braced his palms against the cold white metal and caged her in.

“What did you have
in mind?”

“Do you love that
blouse, Crys?”

“Shane,” she
warned, “this blouse is a present from my cousins!”

“Better get rid of
it then.”

“What is the
matter with you?”

“I don’t think
I’ve ever been this horny in me whole life!”

“Not even when you
were a masturbating obsessed teenager?” Crystal teased.

“Nah, not even
close. What you gonna do Crys, lose the blouse or buy another one?”

“I thought we were
going to celebrate your good news?”

“We are, just not
in the way you meant.”

Bending his long
frame, Shane took his time running his hardening erection between her legs.
“So, what ya saying about that blouse?”

“If you give me
some room I’ll take it off.”

Seeing a light
spark in her eyes told him she was up to something, he just didn’t know what.
But in the end it didn’t matter. He knew all the signs and she wanted him as
much as he wanted her. It was just a matter of how and where.

The moment he took
a backward step, Crystal darted around him and was on the move. The seductive
look she threw over her shoulder told him all he needed to know. She wanted a
chase. Giving her his undivided attention, he held his ground, dipped his head
and gazed at her from under his thick brows. “What’s it worth, Crys?”

In answer to his
question, Crystal raised her hands to the front of her blouse and undid each
eyelet with slow deliberation. Without pulling the folds of the material
aside—her hand disappeared inside. Her circular motions teased him as to what
he was missing. As she touched herself, he allowed his imagination to run free.

He lost himself in
remembering how his big callous hands felt against the soft smoothness of her
skin. He loved her body. She was soft in all the right places, yet her muscle
tone was hard and lean.

“Like what you
see?”

“It’s alright, but
I think you need a bit of help in the instruction department.” Shane said
hoping his nonchalance would rile her enough to part her blouse.

“I’m all ears.”

“Are you sure,
Crys? I don’t want you pulling out halfway through me coaching.”

Placing her hands
on her hips, Crystal gave him a dirty look. “Since when did I need to be
educated on how to turn you on?”

“Since ya tried to
do a striptease and forgot to take off your clothes.”

“Well, come on
then, instruct!”

“Okay. First
thing—put your hand back inside that blouse. But make sure it doesn’t fall
open. Good girl, now slide your hand inside your bra and rub your nipples until
I tell ya to stop. But Crys… I need ya to do it slow and easy. I need ya to
close your eyes and imagine that it’s my hands running over you.”

Before he had
finished speaking, her hands were in motion. Shane
would have
been amused
by how quickly she carried out his instructions if he didn’t
love the way she responded to him. The way they responded to each other.

“Don’t forget to
close those eyes.”

When she did as he
said, he focused on every movement. His imagination gained momentum as he
watched her hand rotate, squeeze and then move across her chest.

On silent feet, he
approached her until he was close enough to feel her heat and detect the aroma
of her arousal. His body hardened in anticipation of how they would spend their
afternoon.

“Now you can take
it off.”

Opening her eyes,
Crystal looked at Shane with a glazed expression.

“Do you need me
help, Crys?” He asked, leaning close as his tongue did a quick rotation across
her ear.

She swayed into
him. Shane took a step back. He wanted to see everything. If he stayed where he
was, he knew he wouldn’t be able to resist taking matters into his own hands
and ripping her out of her clothes.

“Come on then,
what ya waiting on?”

Without comment,
Crystal did as he asked. He could feel that she watched him, but he didn’t look
at her face. His gaze was on her hands and the slow, deliberate way she
revealed her skin—inch by breathtaking inch.

When her blouse
dropped to the floor, he ignored it. Then came her bra, and his gaze followed
it as it slipped off her fingertips and floated down. He still didn’t look into
her eyes, but he moved. Fastening his lips against one of her swollen nipples,
he pulled it into his mouth and sucked. He felt the little bud tighten against
his tongue as she drew in a gulp of air.

Her hand grabbed
hold of his head to hold him in place. At the touch of her fingers on his hair,
Shane immediately moved away.

“What are you
doing?”

“You taste good,
Crys but you ain’t done. You need to take off the rest. But before you get rid
of that skirt, I want you to slide your hand inside your knickers. Do it
slow.
I need to imagine exactly how it feels as your fingers
run up your leg and slip beneath that bit of nothing I know you’re wearing.”

He knew her well
and could tell she loved their erotic play as much as he did. Her hand was
already inside her underwear and he could hear the sounds of her wetness as she
touched her inner folds.

“Stop!” He
commanded and smiled at her immediate compliance.

It might be her
birthday, but the movement of her hand had just revealed something he’d never
seen her wear before.

“Is that for me,
Crys?”

“I thought you
might like it.”

“Oh, I like it. I
just need to see more of it. Time for the skirt to go, but remember, do it nice
and slow.”

The rasp of the
downward motion of her zipper didn’t hold his attention. However, the sight
that greeted him when the garment pooled around her ankles did. He already knew
the color of her underwear, white with black lace. The suspender belt carried
on the same theme and encased her legs in sheer black nylons. She looked as
sexy as hell and he loved it.

“As lovely as they
are, I want you to take off those knickers and nothing else. Then go and lay
down on the couch.”

Never doubting she
would do as he said, Shane watched her walk away, loving the way her backside
swayed from side to side. When she reached the sofa, she hooked her fingers
into the waistband of her lace thong and bent forward. She then shimmied it
down her legs, giving him a tantalizing view of what awaited him.

Turning with the
grace and balance of a dancer, Crystal lowered herself on the seat and swung
her legs up.

The look she cast
his way was loaded with so much eroticism, his cock jerked in reaction. But
this was his game, and he was dictating the rules. As he strolled towards her,
Crystal folded her hands beneath her head and smiled seductively, her legs
parting in invitation.

Looking down at
her, he reached out and ran a finger across her lips. Her tongue swirled around
the digit before sucking it into her mouth. He couldn’t resist kissing her.
Their tongues stroked against each other’s and he deepened the kiss. His greed
and wanting rising to an almost unbearable level. He broke off.

Stretching to his
full height, he brushed his thumb across her wet lips. This time he didn’t
linger. His hand continued moving over her neck and down between the valley of her
breasts. Across her belly and came to rest on the strip of glistening hair that
for the moment concealed her from his sight.

He slid two
fingers down between her folds and they slipped in without resistance. Her legs
opened for him and he withdrew. Standing at the foot of the sofa, Shane folded
his arms and fought for the willpower to ignore what he was feeling. His heart
raced so fast he struggled to conceal his choppy breathing.

He knew he’d
failed when Crystal stretched out her foot and ran the tip of her shoe over his
erection. He didn’t try to avoid her touch. Instead, he leaned into it, and his
breath hissed from between his lips at the pure pleasure.

“When are you
going to take off your clothes?”

“I was gonna wait
awhile, but you sound so eager maybe I should do it now. Is that what ya want,
love?”

“Yes, do it now. I
can’t wait much longer, Shane.”

“Okay, but in the
meantime you have to do something for me.”

“What?”

“Open your legs.
Then I want you to play with
yaself
. But do it like
you mean it, Crys. Do it the way you would if you were alone.” Shane said
nothing more as her legs fell apart and he got his first glimpse of her. He
loved the way all her inhibitions fell away when they were alone.

Her legs opened
even more at the same time as her hands stroked down her stomach. Shane ripped
off his T-shirt and discarded it without thought. Her left hand stopped at the
top of her pubic bone. Then she pressed down and pulled up exposing her pink,
glistening clitoris to him. Her right hand moved and gathered wetness as she
began to stroke herself with deft motions.

Shane was out of
the rest of his clothes in record time. He was so hard it was painful. He
momentarily closed his eyes in a bid to compose himself. But his mind refused
to relinquish the sight of her carrying out his every demand.

His eyes flew
open. Her gaze was riveted on him. Her breathing increased as the tempo of her
fingers sped up and he realized she was almost at the point of no return.

Shane wanted to
take over, but the sight was too sexy. He knew once she peaked her hands would
fall away almost immediately. So he waited. Her body jerked and arched off the
sofa and that was his cue.

Brushing her hand
aside, he went to work with his mouth. He was relentless as he licked and
sucked at her, his tongue in constant motion. He knew she could go further, all
she needed was a little encouragement.

Her hands clutched
at his head and pulled him closer even as her body arched away. When she cried
out and grasped fistfuls of his hair, the painful tugs were his final undoing.
Drawing her legs apart, he moved between them.

Rubbing his cock
against her wetness, he inserted the head of his shaft inside her and stopped.
“Do you want me inside ya, Crys? Do ya want me to bury all of me deep inside
you?”

“Yes!”

“Do you want me to
fuck you, Crys?”

“Yes… yes, do it
now!”

That was all he
wanted to hear. Everything within him shouted for him to surge forward, but he
didn’t. Shane moved with a slowness that allowed him to feel every ripple of
her body as she pulled him in. This was the moment he loved best. He enjoyed
the words and play that led up to their bodies coming together, but for him,
this was his perfect sexual moment. This was when everything stopped and only
the two of them existed.

They didn’t speak.
They just loved each other. Their bodies and the feelings they shared the only
language necessary between them. Her legs wrapped around his back. He anchored
one of her thighs and braced himself against the armrest above their heads as
they moved together in perfect synchronization.

After the show she
had put on for him, he knew he wouldn’t last for much longer. “I’m nearly
there, Crys,” he groaned between tight lips. “Are you ready, love?”

She didn’t answer.
About to insert a hand between them to help her along, Shane felt her begin to
contract around his sensitized erection.

He released all
conscious thought and allowed the needs of his body to take over. Driving in
and out of her, he gritted his teeth as rivulets of sweat ran down his face.
Their harsh breathing and the sounds of their intertwined bodies resonated
around the room. His balls tightened and pulsed moments before he erupted with
pleasure.

When he could
finally move, Shane turned his head and found Crystal watching him. He brushed
his lips against hers with a gentleness he never knew he was capable of.

“I love you so
much, Shane. Now and always.”

“I love you too.”

That was all he
wanted to hear. Without pulling out of her body, he gathered her into his arms,
flipped over onto his back and held her close.

“Get some rest
because we need to do that again!”

~~~

Crystal awoke to
the feel of something brushing across her skin. The touch irritated her, but
she was way too comfortable to move. The irritant came again and she slapped at
it. When the tickle moved from her arm to her neck, she finally cracked open an
eye. Shane was leaning over her with a dumb grin on his face.