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Authors: Evelyn Rosado

The Charade (29 page)

He giggled, still lapping up my sticky juices, “You sure you want it?”

“I fucking want it so bad.”

He rose up, licking my juices off his lips, pre-come oozing out of his head. It wanted it in me. All of it. All of him.

“You asked for it.” He smiled and them mounted me, spearing his steel erectness through my ripe pussy, striking me at the bottom. The force propelled me back, but his arms cradled the jolt.

I was nearly numb from the last climax. I didn’t know if I could take another.

He didn’t waste any time pounding into me at full speed. I wrapped my legs around his back and threw my arms around his neck, bracing myself for full impact.

Our sweat mixed with each other’s; so did our moans and our eyes. His face mixed with strain and desire as he bit his lip and exhaled heavily through his nose.

I clenched my pussy around his dick, it seemed to lengthen to my surprise. I clenched tighter and he gasped. “Natasha…it…feels…so...”

I wanted to pull his seed out of his cock. I bucked my hips back at him and he impaled me with greater force. Our rhythm culminated to a frantic pace. My breast bounced under his slick skin.

He cried out my name.

I cried out his louder.

“Come Natasha.” A demand. “Come with me.” An order.

I followed and just as the waves of the ocean behind us crashed mightily, my climax did the same, rippling my wet pussy to the shivering bones in my body. Victor crashed through me, squirting rivers of come into my snatch, caroming every drop of his hot seed.

I relented my body into the moist, warm sand, releasing my limbs from around his throbbing body.

Our eyes locked. “I can get used to this,” he said panting.

“Everyday,” I said.

“All day.”

I liked the sound of it.

***

It was a bit after dusk and we lay under the faint sight of the moon as he held me under the blanket, caressing me like a rare jewel found at the bottom of the ocean. We basked in the loud silence of nature.

“It’s so beautiful here,” I said.

He lowered his head and laughed. “That reminds me.” He swung a key chain around his finger.

“Reminds you of what?” He got up and extended his hand to me.

“I want to show you something.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me out of my beach chair.

“What about the food?” I asked running behind, hand in tow.

“What about it? It’ll be here when we get back. You must’ve forgotten...this is
our
island.” I loved hearing him say the word our.

***

A few minutes later we were on a moped, zipping down a tiny, winding road. It looked brand new and specifically made for his island. I clung to him tightly, wrapping my arms around his stomach. We rode through a small trail in the wooded section of the island. The roar of the engine propelled us past palm trees and other greenery. “Where are we going?” I shouted above the roar of the engine. We were headed back towards the helicopter port. It looked more like a small landing strip.

We got off the bike and pulled off our helmets, walking towards the strip.

“We’re leaving already?” I asked. I scratched my head. “We just got here. What is this about?”

He looked back at me and a delighted expression crossed his face. “You’ll see.”

We continued to walk over to something that was covered up by blue tarp.

He grabbed the tarp by the edge and pulled it off. My jaw dropped to the hot pavement. I instantly had tears fall from my face.

It was my uncle Ron’s plane. Totally restored. “What…is this?” I asked shocked. “How did you…that thing was in a million pieces the last time I saw it.”

“This is for you babe. I called Matt not too long ago and we went to look at it. The plane was still on your uncle’s farm. Totally broken down. I had some people work on it, got it cleaned up. New engine. And voila.”

I placed my hands over my nose and mouth. “I don’t know what to say. I’m speechless. This is beyond incredible.”

“But that’s not the only part. Eddie Lynch. He’s a retired air force academy instructor is coming in a few days to give you flying lessons…that is, of course, if you accept.”

“I accept.” My knees were buckling. They were about to give out until Victor came and enveloped me in his arms.

“Natasha, I don’t know what the next chapter of my life is going to be about, but I want you in it.”

I looked down and smiled. “Throughout my life, I’ve been the one to give orders. To delegate. To instruct. To teach. But when I met you, I became the student.” I wiped away a tear from my eye and began to sniffle. “No. It’s true. You taught me…no…you showed me who I was. Who I really am. I was a person who wasn’t whole until I met you.” He smiled and humorously swiped the tip of my nose. “It’s true. I thought I had everything figured out. Then I met you. You were a whirlwind into my life.” I nodded. “A wind of change – for the better.” I couldn’t stop the tears. “I love you Natasha.”

“I love you too, Victor.” Those words stilted me. I never thought I would hear him say them.

“You saved me from myself. And I am eternally grateful of that.” He got down on one knee. The breeze brushed my hair in my face and I quickly brushed them back so my eyes were able to witness what I dreamt of since I was a little girl - a black box opening up with a diamond ring the size of an artic glacier inside. My eyes were as wide as the sky. Gone was the cockiness, the arrogance and here was Victor, kneeling before me, his face showing uncertainty about my answer. “Natasha Yancey. Will you marry me?”

“Yes,” I shrieked as my heart banged out of my chest. “Yes,” I cried with joy again. He slid the massive octagon shape rock on my finger, nearly blinding me. “I hope that didn’t break the bank,” I said laughing through my tears.

“You don’t know the limits I would go for you.” He rose and planted his moist lips on top of mine, holding my body tightly, kissing all my tears and my fears away.

He pulled away slightly, brushing my hair from my forehead and wiping my tears.

“You’re so unpredictable nowadays. Leaving your business, coming to an island, and now marriage? What’s next?” I smiled.

“I don’t know what’s next. But as long as you’re in my arms, it doesn’t matter.”

 

 

The End

 

 

 

 

 

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