“Are you definitely sure?” His voice was so breathless. He sounded as if he were drowning. Maybe she was his only life raft. She could be that for him. Forever.
“Yeah.” She trusted him.
“Okay. You feel incredible. You. No condom. Oh God.” He laid his head back and released his hold on her so that she could move and drive him in deeper.
She moved up, water moving with her, before she moved down, fully impaling herself on his cock. He was right. This was incredible. The condom made it different. It must be even better for him. Again and again the water moved with them as some weird stabilizer. It tickled her when it moved across her skin.
It was almost arousing. The feel of the wet warmness surrounding them. The way it took their every action and gave it back.
Water sloshed from the tub.
She didn’t care. Only heard the sound enough to register what it was. It could be cleaned up later. Or air-dried. That was a plan.
She clamped down on him using her inner-thigh muscles and her entire pussy as she slid against him again and again.
And suddenly, without warning, her body tensed. She screeched. Usually she had an inkling her climax was coming. This orgasm took her completely by surprise. She couldn’t get close enough to him. Couldn’t get him around her enough. Inside her enough. She battered against him.
The water began to drain.
He’d obviously pulled the plug.
As it drained away from her pussy that was engulfing his cock, the wetness of her folds that had been pulled away by the water refreshed and stayed. It was no longer getting washed away. Instead it coated them.
His head rolled from side to side. “Oh.”
She continued to move just like she had when the water had been around them. She impaled herself on her deepest pleasure. She drove herself down to the hilt, moved up so that he was barely in her, then did it all again. All the while she clenched her muscles around him at various points.
He grabbed her arms and forced her down, deepening and creating an angle. His entire body tensed and straightened out. His face contorted in something akin to pleasure and pain at the same time.
He exploded in a rush of orgasm. He thrust up against her with such force that there was a
clunk
sound when he hit the tub.
He ended on her name, going limp. “My God, Ally.”
“Wouldn’t I be a goddess?” She grinned as she slipped off him. Lonely already, her pussy throbbed.
He sat there, unmoving, eyes closed. Seemed to be trying to get his breathing back under control. “You’re mine whatever you are.”
Her insides turned to goo with that statement. “That I am.”
“Thank God or Goddess.” He reached over for her hand but had to search for it for a few minutes because his eyes were still closed. “I can’t imagine life without you in it.”
“I feel the same way.” She did. She’d been thinking she needed to get away from him. Now she knew it was only because she wasn’t sure she could continue being less than in a relationship.
“Are you sure about the no-condoms thing?” He opened his eyes. “I’ll understand if you aren’t.”
He would. She knew that. “We’re both clean. I’m on the pill. I’m religious about taking it. I think it’s okay.”
He’d never cheat on her. He’d always been against any sex outside of a relationship due to his parents.
“Okay.” He closed his eyes again. “Think we’ll ever be ready for kids?”
“Maybe one day.” She wouldn’t rule it out or in and thankfully had the pill to keep any accidents from happening before they were ready. Condomless had been amazing on her end. Considering how much sensation it cut, it must have been spectacular on his end.
She lay back against the coolness of the tub. Shifted her position again and again. But couldn’t get comfortable. “Tucker?”
“Yeah?” He still didn’t open his eyes.
“This tub is getting cold.”
He chuckled. Sat there another minute before opening his eyes. “To the bedroom, m’lady?”
She nodded.
They’d both gotten out the tub when he leaned over and scooped her up in his arms. “Whoa.” She looped her arms around his neck. “Carry service? I ought to let you bop me with no condoms more often.”
He didn’t laugh. Not what she’d expected. Instead he looked serious. “I love you, Ally. I’d do anything for you.” And with that statement he carried her into her bedroom. Their bedroom. He laid her gently on one side of the bed before dashing around to get in himself.
He cuddled close to her, pulling her against him, and wrapped the blankets around them both. He kissed the top of her head.
She sighed.
This was almost her favorite part. Yes, she enjoyed the sex and what they did to each other when they had it, but she loved lying sated in his arms. Listening to him breathe. Feeling his rapid heartbeat under her hand. Playing in the scratchy hair of his chest. The way his body wound around hers. When they had sex, there seemed to be no place where they didn’t meet and no end but a continuation of bodies. Lying here like that, it was almost the same way except they were still.
Contentment had a name and its name was Tucker. Which was funny, because so did passion. And now apparently love had the same one.
How convenient.
* * * *
Tucker rolled over and wrapped his arms around Ally. He opened one eye, just to reassure himself that she was still there. That she hadn’t rethought her relationship with him and run screaming into the night.
There would still be issues. There always were. A snap of the fingers wasn’t going to completely push away his fears about commitment, marriage, and losing Ally. It would be one step at a time. A day.
With her? That would be fine. They’d work it out.
“I’m still here.” She whispered sleepily and snuggled even closer into him. She’d sensed his thoughts.
That was something they had going for them. They knew each other inside and out. He pressed a kiss on her cheek.
Her naked body slipped against his.
Naked. Ally. With him forever. Naked.
His thoughts turned to something altogether different than being with her. They turned to being with her in a whole other way.
His cock blossomed to life, thickening, hardening.
She opened her eyes, and looked up at him blissfully. “Thinking about something?” She pushed her leg against his cock.
“Always. With you.” He stroked her back. “It’s because I love you, you know? That I want you so desperately.”
“I know, Tucker. I know.” She put a hand on his chest. “But I need to take a bathroom break.”
He nodded. Probably good for both of them. Not to mention they could each take care of the morning breath. Not something he usually worried about, but today was a special day. The first day that he and Ally had been committed to each other and about to embark upon their relationship.
A few minutes later and they were back in bed. He caressed her mouth with his as his tongue delved in. He found her breast and lovingly stroked and cupped her.
The perfect way to wake up.
A thought had been building in his mind since they’d gotten together. Something she might not have trusted him to do before. Or maybe she had and he just hadn’t brought it up.
He pulled his mouth from hers and looked down at her. She was lovely. Hair mussed. Pale skin shining against dark sheets. A few freckles dotted that landscape and made him want to lave them with his tongue. “Ally?”
“Yeah?”
“Would you like to try something new?” He always asked. They’d been playing sexually for years now. She was open to trying new things, a lot more than he’d ever thought she would be and more than most probably thought she was.
She narrowed her eyes at him. “New? I didn’t think we had anything left to try.” She waggled her eyebrows at him.
“Go to a sex store and see about that. There’s always new stuff to try. Some of it shuddery though.” He continued to stroke her breast with his hand.
“What do you want to try?” She looked a little nervously at him. That was his Ally, eager and curious but still shy.
“We’ve been playing with the…ah…vibrator in your…anus. And you like that. A lot.”
A flush tinged her skin. She pulled one hand up to cover her face. “Yeah.” She was so quiet, he almost didn’t hear her.
“You know there are other…you…know ways to make love.” He stroked her face. “And since you like me playing there, maybe you’d like sex that way too.”
She was quiet for a few seconds.
“We don’t have to. I just know you enjoy it and maybe you’d enjoy more.” Maybe it hadn’t been the time to suggest it. But it had seemed a good way to celebrate their newfound commitment.
“We can try.” Again, her voice was so quiet he almost didn’t hear it. “But…you know you’ll have to go slow and lube me up.” She let out a nervous laugh. “I’ve never trusted anyone to do this with before.”
He tried not to melt but couldn’t help it. She was gracing him with this first. “I know. I’m doing this because you seemed to like it.” She did. Seemed sensitive there.
“I’m intrigued. It’s in a lot of romance novels.”
That made him laugh. He couldn’t help it. But at least that made her more willing to do something she might enjoy. “And I bet half the time they don’t use lube?”
“Yeah. Makes me cringe.” She pushed up on one arm as he swung out of the bed to go to her toy drawer. “Have you ever been with a man?”
He turned to look at her as his hand found the key and went about unlocking the drawer. “No. Why do you ask?” He located a big bottle of lube and headed back to the bed. It was flavored, so it could serve all kinds of functions.
“Just was curious. Wasn’t sure how far your college experimentation went.” She lay back on the pillows with a sigh.
He set the lube on the nightstand. “Were you ever with another woman?” He wasn’t sure to be turned on by the idea of her with another woman. A lot of guys had hot-lesbian fantasies. He’d always fantasized just about Ally and him.
“Kissed one once. I definitely like guys.”
“That’s good. Same here. I mean I like women. I never kissed another guy.” He’d always known that, never had to experiment. Devyn had once told him that he was the straightest guy that Devyn had ever met. And of course Ally was the only woman he’d wanted for years now.
“So how do we start?”
He climbed back in the bed and placed his hand back where it had been. Her breast. “Same way as usual. I need to get you hot and bothered.”
“Oh. I like that start.” Her voice rose on the last word because he leaned over and lightly nibbled her nipple.
He slipped her tip into his mouth and sucked on it like a lollipop. His other hand found her other breast and caressed her. After he’d laved her enough there, he switched his mouth and hand.
But he couldn’t stop exploring and after a moment, he wandered down to her pussy. Slipped one finger along her from top to bottom.
She was brimming wet. Already.
He would make her wetter. Would make her scream his name. He would take her in a way that was new to both of them.
It was going to be a good day.
After finishing at her breast, he continued a kissing trail down her abdomen. Stopped at her belly button to wiggle his tongue inside and tickle her.
She squirmed, rocking her hips back and forth. Did she imagine that tongue inside her? Or his cock? Either way it was win-win.
He pressed kisses all along her hip bones and finally reached the center. The apex of her body. The place he always desired.
He could smell her musk. The scent of her desire. He closed his eyes and just sniffed. God she smelled good.
An impatient wiggle against him.
She was already desperate for his touch.
Good.
He parted her hair and licked her from bottom to top. Several good swipes of his tongue that way. Then he started at the bottom and rotated his tongue from side to side as he went up and down.
A shudder rocked her body. More wetness coated her. She was so rosy and swollen. All for him.
How could he not feel like a man’s man with this woman to feast on in front of him? And it was all for him.
His Ally.
Thank God.
He lowered his head even more, placing her beautifulness right under his nose. He slipped his tongue into her pussy while his thumb found her clit. He penetrated her slowly at first, going in a little at a time and rocking his tongue back and forth while it was inside her before he slipped all the way in and wriggled.
“Ahhhh.” A long moan.
She wasn’t screaming yet. But she would beg before the morning was through.
He pulled his mouth up and slipped to her clit. He slid his pointer finger in, only to quickly follow it with two fingers. She was that open for his touch. He sashayed his supple tongue across her clit again and again, first using only the tip and slowly increasing the pressure.
A third finger. And he sucked her clit into his mouth and savored it.
She keened. And screamed. And came with a vengeance. Her hips bucked wildly, almost seeming to want to throw him off.
Never.
He’d hold on as tight as he could forever.
After the last shockwave rattled her, he moved his mouth away. Her taste filled his mouth. She was the most wonderful flavor on earth. Ally. “Flip over.”
She hesitated a moment before she slowly did as she was told. “I’m boneless. This isn’t easy,” she muttered.
“Get on your knees. Butt in the air but not too high. Slightly like we’re about to do doggy-style.” He watched as she raised her pale buttocks to about the right height. He lowered her a little. Caressed those firm globes with his hands.
Now time to prepare her ass for his taking. She was turned on enough. He just needed to switch gears.
He poured a generous amount of lube into her hole and coated his fingers in it too. Slipped one finger to her hole and swirled it around in the lube.
A slow descent of his finger had her tensing.
He patted her ass again with his hand. “You have to stay relaxed.” He knew if she didn’t, he could hurt her.
She blew out a breath and unclenched her muscles.
“If it starts to hurt, say
huckleberry
. That way I’ll know to stop.” They’d used safe words before. But it was probably more important now than ever.