“Hey!” I shouted. He looked up and me and all he could say was “oops.” My entire body was now exposed as his fingers trailed down to explore my pussy. I could feel the throbbing in the lower part of my body and I was wet waiting for him to come and explore me. His fingers traced the outline of my pussy teasing me, making me moan. Just when my body was screaming for him to enter me, he slipped two fingers inside me vibrating them against the wall hitting my clit ever so slightly but with enough force to keep me begging for more. I was begging for him to explore me with his large erection. I couldn’t get enough. I felt something well up from inside me and let out a deep moan demanding more from him.
“Oh baby, you like that, eh?”
“Mhmm…” was all I was able to respond.
He kept vibrating his fingers in and out as my pussy bec
ame wetter, the reaction had me demanding more. While his fingers moved hungrily inside me, he traced the outline of my face and lips with his and pressed forcefully against mine looking--almost desperately--for contact with me, showing me that this was something more than just sex. He wanted to show me that sex was just the beginning of becoming tangled into one.
After I began reaching climax with his fingers darting inside of me, he pushed my knees apart and slid his mouth down towards my pussy
, leaving a trail of delicate kisses past my navel. There was such a parallel between the delicate balance of his kisses and the forcefulness of his body grinding against mine, begging me for more. His body commanded mine underneath his; leading the way and mine obeyed his every request.
As his mouth met my pussy
he darted his tongue inside, licking and flicking and sucking my moist clit until I felt the need to release the ripping orgasm running through me. I growled at him but he commanded me, “Wait baby, wait for me.” He shoved his pants down past his ankles along with his boxer briefs and exposed his raw cock, visibly aching to be inside me.
He pulled out a condom from his jean pocket and slipped it over his dick and said, “
Are you sure?” I looked up into his eyes and saw something I had never seen before in a man who was about to fuck me. I saw someone who actually cared about me as a person, a human being, rather than a walking pussy.
“Absolutely
,” I mustered breathlessly. Instantly my body responded by getting soaking wet.
“Oh baby, you’re so tight and wet,” he said as he inserted himself into me.
He grabbed my hips, thrusting himself against me. He began pushing his cock in and out in a slow and teasing rhythm. As he penetrated deeper and deeper, a growl escaped from my lips--an unspoken way of demanding something faster and deeper from him.
He put his hand behind my back and in one movement placed me on top of him as he grabbed my hips and lowered me
onto him. I bounced up and down, riding him while he fondled my breasts making my nipples erect. I dove deep onto him and teased him by rocking back up to the tip of his cock while never breaking eye contact. His hands guided their way towards my hips, shoving me down deep on to his thick and throbbing cock. I let out a blood-curing scream. His eyes were now dark with lust becoming a deep blue.
“God Harper, you are so fucking amazing.”
After grinding into me with intense force he pushed me back on my back, laying me against the sand. My back arched in pleasure leaning into him. As the waves rolled in and out behind us, we moved to their motion gliding against each other exploring our bodies as one, entwined with each other. Our bodies came together and pressed against each other as we both reached our point of climax. Suddenly there was something in the deep pit of my stomach that commanded to be released.
As I bit my lower lip
he mumbled, “Shit Harper, if you keep doing that I’m going to rip right inside of you.”
“Cum with me baby,” was all I was able to sputter out.
He laid his hands against my chest and pushed his hard cock against my g-spot, simultaneously rubbing his dick against my clit.
“Ohh yes!” I screamed.
I gripped my fingers in his hair as he grabbed my shoulders and we both screamed in pleasure as our orgasms ripped through us. His deep growl moaned through the silent night just as the waves crashed into the shore. As the waves retreated back to the vast ocean, our bodies disentangled themselves from each other and I lay breathless on my back on the blanket. A sullen euphoria drifted its way towards me. I was in utter disbelief of what was the most amazing experience of my life. I had never felt more connected to someone. We had been wrapped up and sharing an intimately passionate moment with another person. I could hear Ryder fiddling with the condom right before he laid down next to me.
Both of us laid there for a while entrapped in the moment
taking in the night sky and the comfort of being in each other’s company, not wanting to break the silence
“You still want to go home then?” He half joked as he stood up, with his cock in its full glory.
“I have a brilliant idea,” he said as he gestured his hands towards me gesturing to pull me up.
“Ugh, do I have to move?” I asked, perfectly content sitting
, looking up at the sky, and listening to the sounds of the ocean.
“Yes!” he said, almost giddy like a child waiting for their presents on Christmas day. “Oh forget it. I’ll get you.” He motioned down towards me and grabbed me by my stomach
, flinging me over his shoulders with my head down by his ass and my feet in the air.
“Hey! Put me down,” I commanded.
He started running towards the water waddling through the shallow end right before plopping me into the frigid cold ocean.
“Shit!” I exclaimed not being prepared to be dumped right in the middle of the cold
Pacific Ocean….naked.
“Don’t b
e a baby, you’ll get used to it,” he said swimming towards the deeper part of the ocean.
“Aren’t there supposed to be like sharks in here or something.”
“Aw is the little baby scared?” he teased as he pushed the water towards me making the waves splash on my face and causing my nipples to peak. “Don’t be silly, there are no sharks here late at night. They usually feed in the early mornings or at dusk.”
“Don’t do that! It’s freezing. How do you stand this?”
“I surf sometimes. It’s something I learned when I moved here and I use it when I am having a stressful day, it is a way to release.”
“You’re absolutely crazy you know that?”
“I am crazy for you Harper Mae.” He walked slowly towards me, wrapping his body around mine penetrating his heat into my ice-cold skin. I was unsure of how to react to this declaration, unsure of what had transpired even earlier in the night. Normally by this point in the night I would be far away from this guy and never plan on seeing him again, but there was a connection that we both felt for each other that drew us together.
It was undeniable that moment we shared with each other was just desire and lust. There was something else that was embedded deep within us. Something I was scared of exploring. I tried to shake off what he said and convince myself that he was nothing more than a good lay, but something in the back of my head kept nagging me. There had to have been something more. I just didn’t know what or rather, didn’t want to know what.
His voice was hushed as he whispered in my ear, “I don’t want to share you with anyone else Harper, not even with the memories of your past.”
I was scared of what this was becoming. I knew that eventually I would have to relive the moments of the past with him, waking the beasts that I worked so hard to put away inside my mind. It was undeniable the connection we shared for each other was strong, but I could
sense that something was holding him back. Here he was professing his love for me but something in his voice was unsteady, unsure if the words he was speaking were even true.
Heck
I didn’t know anything about this guy and what he did for a living. I knew that he lived way beyond his means for a simple coffee shop barista and that he too was hiding something deep that eventually would surface if we were to become something other than just whatever this was. I wanted to stop before things got serious, but I couldn’t stop replaying Rita’s story about her lost love over and over in my head. So I came up with the only solution I could think of quickly on my feet.
“I don’t want to rush into anything Ryder. I really did enjoy tonight and I loved spending time with you. This was the best non-date I have ever been on, but…”
“Yup, there is always a but.” His voice was weak, unlike the dominant and commanding Ryder I had seen just a few minutes ago. Gone was the playful Ryder that splashed freezing ocean water in my face. This was the Ryder that was broken and harmed. Maybe he’d been hurt by someone. Could Evelyn be a lost lover--like Rita had experienced--from home?
“I just want to be friends with you and get to know you. I don’t want to rush into anything here.” It was the honest truth. I couldn’t deny the attraction we felt for each other, but I just wanted to continue having sex with him. Maybe by fucking him a couple more times, I would finally be able to get him out of my system and move on.
“I completely agree with you Harper. Honestly, I can’t rush into anything for many reasons, but I cannot sit here and deny the fact that we have something. Tonight was unlike I have ever experienced in my life. There has only been one moment in my life far greater than tonight and that moment cannot be recreated.”
“Can tonight be recreated?” I asked curious about what he was talking about but walking on eggshells to make sure I didn’t step on his privacy.
“No. In many ways, we will probably have sex again…” he said hesitantly knowing that would insinuate us being together again in the future.
“Go on,” I urged.
“But tonight was incredible, I have never felt so connected to someone I felt li
ke I have known my entire life but in reality I just met. I don’t know much about you but tonight has made me want to know who you are, how you tick, what makes you happy, your little quirks. I want to explore you Harper and explore what we can do together.”
“Can we just say we are friends then? Friends are people who create a relationship of some sort and I think we need to develop that platform before we move on?”
“Harper Mae we will never be just friends, but I will call it that if that’s what will make you happy.” He smiled at me and lifted me back off the ground running towards the blanket and wrapping it around both of us.
My lips were chattering and most likely turning blue with some form of hypothermia.
“And baby, if you think for one minute that I can keep my hands off you, you are so wrong.” He moaned as he pressed his frozen lips into my neck nibbling softly to indicate the pleasure he had from earlier in the night.
“Well, I
mean, that doesn’t have to stop,” I said as I blushed in the darkness.
“Time to leave this joint. Grab your clothes.”
We searched for a while to find our clothes in the darkness and once we fit all the pieces of the puzzle together, we made our way back to my car.
When I realized he had
taken a cab here I offered him a ride home, but once I got in the car and realized it was almost 2am sleep had rushed it’s way over me and I felt exhausted.
“Hey, you look tired
let me drive. Look here, I have my driver’s license and everything so there isn’t anything for you to be worried about.”
At that point I was too exhausted to argue so I complied.
He drove in silence towards my house with just the slow hum of Bon Iver seeping through the stereo system.
Thankfully
I didn’t live too far from La Jolla.
As he pulled up to my apartmen
t complex and parked in my spot sleep had started to really make its way towards me; my eyes fought to stay open.
“Hey
now, I am just going to come up. I’ll sleep on the couch and be quiet when I leave tomorrow morning.”
“Mhmm” was all I was able to respond as I gathered my stuff and walked towards the apartment with Ryder trailing behind me.
I unlocked the door and pushed it open only to walk straight to the bedroom and strip off my clothes. I put on one of my oversized t-shirts and grabbed some extra blankets and pillows from the linen closet.
Ryder was already on the couch with his clothes in
a pile next to him on the floor. He had used some of the blankets I had left out and was fast asleep on the couch.
There was a yearning to curl up next to
him and peacefully fall asleep but something stopped me. I had pushed more boundaries than I had in years; it was best I didn’t get in over my head.
I laid the blanket over his body
, stretching out any of the wrinkles and kissed him delicately on the forehead. It was a small gesture but a gesture that hasn’t been shared with anyone in ages.
I tiptoed towards my bedroom and curled up on the bed hugging the pillow and smiling at
the direction my life was headed.
My hands gripped tightly as the beads of sweat rolled down my palms
, wetting the sheets around them. Pressure had my head pounding and my brain felt like it was going to crack from the pain being emitted. As I tried to inhale, the short shallow breaths I was taking fell into a heavy pattern and my lungs worked in overtime just to take a simple breath. My eyes tried to peel open, but my eyelids felt like a dozen bricks keeping them shut, blacking out the world around me.