Wanted (10 page)

“Did
you save the soup?  Is there enough for us to eat still?”  I say
trying to steady my shaky voice.  As if I’m really worried about the soup.

“Yep. 
Let’s eat and then we can sit by the fire with some wine.”

I
lost my appetite.  For food.  He’s sitting at the table
shirtless.  His chest carved like stone and his biceps flexing every time
he lifts the spoon.  How does he expect me to eat?  I scarf down a
couple bites and almost break the bowl tossing it in the sink when I’m
done.  I grab my glass of wine and head towards the fireplace.  Ryan
slumps himself in the chair with his legs spread wide.

“Come
sit.”  He pats his knee.

I
walk over to him slowly even though I want to fling myself into his lap. 
I set my wine down and sit in between his legs leaning back on his hard
chest.  We’re both quiet, watching the wood burn and listening to the
crackle, his arms wrapped around me.  I can feel his chest start to heave
faster under my back, which makes my heart rate pick up again.  As if he
just can’t stand it anymore, he grabs my jaw digging his fingers into my face
and turns my face to him.  He hungrily takes my mouth, licking and sucking
at my lips while his other hand wanders up the front of my shirt, aggressively
squeezing my tit and tugging on my hard nipple, making me cry out.  He
quickly distracts me by thrusting his tongue deeper into my mouth. I moan,
feeling his kiss with my entire body.  He pulls my shirt over my head
again and palms both of my breasts, squeezing them and then rolling my nipples
between his fingers. Panting hard, he pulls me further up onto his lap
spreading my legs over the top of his.  His hand plunges down the front of
my yoga pants and two fingers immediately slide into me, easily, because I am
embarrassingly wet.

“Shit
woman, you are soaked.”

“I’m
so embarrassed.”

“Don’t
be.  It’s sexy as hell.”  He whispers into my ear with his raspy
voice.

His
fingers hook inside me hitting a sensitive spot that causes me to buck my hips
and throw my head back on his shoulder as he continues to finger me
relentlessly. I can hear his heavy breathing in my ear and I feel his dick hard
as hell under my ass so I start to grind on him.  His fingers move faster
and deeper.  

“Yeah,
baby.  God that feels good.”  He groans.

His
hips start to thrust upwards as I move my body frantically, eager for the
release that has built up over the last couple of days. Ryan’s been alone for
over a month and I can feel his desperate need as well.  He makes a low
growling sound that does something funny to my belly and I already feel like
I’m about to explode.  He suddenly stops my movements and lifts me off of
him pulling my yoga pants down to my feet before I’m even standing.  My
legs are weak and shaking.  As I find my balance, kicking them off, I turn
to face him.  He holds my hips as his eyes roam over my body that’s slick
with sweat.  His eyes are filled with desire.  He lifts his hips and
slides his pants down, not taking his eyes off of my body standing bare before
him.  Our chests are both heaving with each hurried breath.   I
take a look at his package now exposed for me.  His dick is engorged and
absolutely huge, ready to be taken.

He
takes my hand and pulls me toward him so I’m standing between his legs. Holding
my hand in his, he wraps my hand around his cock and pumps it slowly.  His
head falls back and his eyes close.

“Shit
Vanessa.  This is what you do to me.  I’ve never been this hard in my
fucking life.”  He removes his hand from mine and I continue to pump him,
swirling his pre-come over the tip with my thumb.  Then he quickly grabs
me by my hips, lifting my entire body off of the ground and onto his lap so I’m
straddling his legs.

“I
have a condom in my pocket.”  He tells me breathlessly.

“You
do?” I question.

“Yep,
snuck them in the cart while you weren’t looking.  I did good,
right?”  He smirks at me.

“You
did real good.”  I reach in his pocket and grab the condom.  I tear
it open and sit back a bit on his legs to roll it down his length and look up
at him.  He’s holding my hips and watching me roll the condom over his
cock. I want this with him bad. I lift myself up over him and guide him in,
closing my eyes and lowering myself slowly.  Holy crap! 

“Shit,
you’re tight.”  He says in a strained voice.

“You’re
too big.”  I grunt.  “Sorry, I have to go slow.”

“S’all
good, take your time.”  He says with amusement in his eyes but I can tell
he’s struggling not to just thrust himself into me.  I dip my head, watching
him disappear inside of me as I lower myself slowly and take him all in. 
Once he completely fills me, I moan and start to move my hips in slow circles.
He feels amazing.

Taking
hold of my wrists, he guides them to the back of the chair behind his head
forcing me to lean over his face so he can stick the tip of his tongue out and
tickle my nipples with it.  His tongue is wet and warm and my nipples
immediately harden and then he sucks it into his mouth hard. He uses his teeth
to nibble and the pain mixed with the pleasure is intense.  With his hand
spread on the middle of my back, he guides me up and down to set the pace he
likes.  We move together in perfect harmony.  I bite my bottom lip
trying to stop myself from making embarrassing noises but he grabs the back of
my head and pulls my face down to his mouth.  I release the bite on my lip
as he sucks it into his mouth, swallowing my moans.  Thrusting his tongue
deep into my mouth, he swirls all around like he’s searching for something desperately.
 His kisses alone can bring me to orgasm.  His mouth is
amazing.  He tugs a fistful of my hair, pulling my head back to give
himself access to my neck.  As he sucks on my throat, I continue to ride
him.  I start to feel this buildup of sensations that I have never felt
before. I feel almost desperate for a need to release.  I start to move up
and down on him frantically.  My tits bouncing in his face. He throws his
head back, and digs his hands into my hips trying to help me keep my fast pace.
His lips are parted, panting loudly as he watches me completely lose myself
above him.

“Oh
God! Oh God!  Oh God!” I scream as I slam myself onto him over and over.
“Ryan!” I scream throwing my head back.  I struggle to continue, my legs
like noodles, but I keep going because I don’t think he came yet.  As I
slow down, my body exhausted and still shaking from my explosion, Ryan stands
up holding onto me, never breaking our connection.

“Hold
on.” He tells me.  I wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his
waist. He walks a few steps and slams my back up against the wall next to the
fireplace.  The heat from the fire is intense.  I feel sweat dripping
down my neck and in between my tits.  He thrusts into me hard and fast,
his fingers digging into my thighs as he holds me against the wall, mine
digging into his shoulders just trying to hang on.  My head hits the wall
every time he thrusts forward leaving me breathless. Our bodies are slick with
sweat. He dips his head and licks off the pools of moisture dripping between my
tits. I moan and he immediately stiffens inside me, growling as he pushes deep
and hard and then holds himself there as he finds his release.  His body
shudders as I hold him close to me, our eyes locking as he comes.  His
eyes turn a deeper shade of blue as they gaze into mine. His eyebrows
furrow.  His mouth opens in a gasp as he pulses inside me.   I
have never felt anything like this in my life. It scares the hell out of me. He
rests his head on my shoulder for a moment, short bursts of his hot breath
blowing on my skin, then he lifts his head to look at me again.

“Jesus
fucking Christ, Ness!”  He breathes out. 

Yeah. 
Holy hell.  What was that?

I
unwrap my legs from his waist and slide down his hot, sweaty body. 
Feeling a little awkward and not sure what I should do or say, because I feel
like professing my undying love to him.  I start to step away from him to
find my clothes but he scoops me up and carries me to the shower.  I wrap
my arms around his neck, smelling his manly scent mixed with sex and sweat. I
stand under the water letting it cool my body down and then I feel Ryan’s hands
massaging my head, shampooing my now short brown hair. He uses both hands to
tilt my head under the water, using his fingertips on my scalp to work the
shampoo out.  It’s still hard for me to hold my arms above my head for a
long time so I haven’t washed my hair very well and it feels like heaven. I
reach up and run my fingertips through the thick hair on his face.  “Are
you going to ever shave this?” I ask, pulling on it.  Our eyes keep
finding their way back to each other’s, communicating feelings that words can’t
seem to say.

“Do
you want me too?”

“Can
I?”

“Sure.” 
He hands me the razor and I take my time soaping him up and shaving the thick
hair that has grown over his face.  It feels intimate.  I run my
fingers over his smooth skin when I’m done and kiss his chin.

“You
look different.  Less scary.”

“You
thought I was scary?”

“At
first, not anymore.  I felt like I couldn’t see all of you before.  You’re
so handsome.”  I run my fingers along his jaw and down his neck and down
his chest.  He’s beautiful.  I reach up and pull his head down to
me.  His hands rest on my hips as I begin to nibble on his lips.

“Need
more?” He asks.

“Just
your lips.” 

He
kisses my lips slowly, sucking off the water, taking his time.  He opens
my mouth with his tongue and our tongues begin a slow dance. I feel that
familiar pull in my stomach that spreads to my toes.  His kisses are
erotic. His lips are full and warm.  He’s slow and sensual. My body heats
up again even as the water begins to turn cold.  He slides his lips across
my cheek to my ear and begins sucking my earlobe into his mouth as he makes
these little breathing noises in my ear.  “Mmmmmmmm…..Ryan.”  Hearing
his name moaned from my lips, he turns the water off and quickly carries me to
the bedroom.  We’re both still dripping wet and I’m shaking from the cool
air hitting my wet body.  He lowers himself between my legs and begins to
lick the drops of water from my skin.  His warm tongue drags across my
nipples and down to my belly button, lapping up the cool water.  My body
heats back up immediately. I spread my legs further and lift my hips trying to
connect with him again. 

He
lays next to me on his side with his head propped up.  He gazes at my body
as he trails his fingertip over my lips, down my neck, between my breasts and
down towards my belly button. I close my eyes and lift my hips again searching
for something to take away the ache between my legs.

“Relax
baby, I gotcha.”

He
continues the trail down my belly with his finger and then pulls my knee
towards him so my legs spread wide.  He teases me by tickling my inner
thigh before finally dipping his finger inside me.  I lift my hips as he
pushes in and my muscles clench, pulling his finger in even further.  With
my eyes closed, I relish in the sensations.  His fingers are
magical.  He adds another finger and begins a slow torturous
exploration.  Swirling and twisting and hooking his fingers inside me over
the spot that sends a jolt through my entire body.  I can hear the sounds
of my wetness as his fingers thrash in and out of me. The sound heightens my
arousal so I begin to rub at my nipples with the balls of my fingers as he
finger fucks me.  My nipples are painfully hard and my touch pushes my
orgasm to the surface.  I arch my body and open my mouth as loud moans
escape. Ryan growls next to me, picking up his pace and adding a third finger,
stretching me.  The friction feels incredibly intense.

 “Aaaahhhhh….Oh
God!”  My entire body bucks off the bed as my pussy tightens around his
fingers.  I squeeze and pull at my nipples, screaming as I come.  My
body continues to shake and convulse as he drags his fingers out of me and up
to my clit, squeezing the swollen nub.  I swear my eyes do roll into the
back of my head.  After I catch my breath and collapse back onto the
mattress, I turn towards Ryan just as he’s sucking my juices off of his
fingers. Oh. My. God.

“You
taste so fucking good.”

My
face burns with embarrassment.  Do I say thank you?  Ryan pulls up
the sheet to cover us.  His large frame takes up most of the bed so he
pulls me on top of him and I rest my head on his chest.  I lay there
counting my orgasms as he feathers his fingertips up and down my spine. 
Megan would be proud.  Our breathing finally slows and just before I find
myself nodding off, I hear Ryan whisper into my hair. 

“Night
Ness.”

Bright
sunshine filters through the bedroom.  I squint not feeling quite awake and
unaware of my surroundings.  My face is in her hair breathing in her
scent. Our bodies are sticking together with sweat.  I feel Ness squirm a
bit, squeezing her thighs together.  My hand is thrown over her belly and
I feel her muscles contracting.  I slowly start to move it downward to
where she is obviously needing some attention.  My dick springs to life as
I press it up against her ass.  I circle her clit in nice slow circles.
“Mornin’ Ness. You needing something?”  I smile into the back of her shoulder
and then press my lips there.

“I
need you so bad.” She moans. She says it so desperately as she’s squirming
against me but I can’t help but chuckle.  She’s insatiable.

I
pull her knee up towards her chest so she opens wide for me.  Holding her
legs apart, I slide into her from behind.  “Fuck!  You feel so
good!”  I continue to hold her knee to her chest as I start thrusting
harder into her. She pushes her ass back to meet me with each thrust as we
develop the same hard and fast rhythm.  I let go of her knee and pull it
up on top of my thigh so I can reach down to play with her swollen clit. 
As I circle my hips behind her pushing deep, I roll the bud of her clit in my
fingers.  

“Oh
God……”  I watch her as she turns her head into the mattress and screams,
gripping handfuls of the bed sheets in her fists.  I pull out and let her
come down from her orgasm.  I watch her shoulders as she breathes. 
As she starts to relax, she flips over and snuggles into my body, sighing into
my chest.  I hold her head to my chest running my hands through her sweaty
hair and then kiss her temple.

“You
feeling better?” I ask her pulling the sweaty strands of hair off of her face.

“You
make me crazy.  I feel like a slut.”  She murmurs into my chest.

“What? 
Don’t say that.”  I don’t want her to feel that way.  I know we are
in a not so convenient situation but I care about her.  I don’t want her
to feel used.  It’s different with her.

“I
hardly know you.”  She whispers.

I
tip her chin up so she has to look at me. “Ness, seriously.  I don’t want
you to feel like that, okay?  You mean more to me than that.  And,
well, you needed to be taken care of.”  I tap her chin and kiss her
forehead.

“I
did”.  She smiles into my neck.  “Now I need a shower.”

“Let’s
go.”  I pat her ass as we both jump up and head for the bathroom. 
Ness brushes her teeth and then hops in the shower with me.  I soap her up
and wash her hair for her again and when it’s her turn with the soap, she gets
a concerned look on her face as she looks down at my hard cock.  I look
too.  It’s painfully hard.  I can see her expression change when she
realizes I never came when we had unprotected sex just now.  It felt so
fucking good, I couldn’t tell her.  I made sure to pull out after she had
her orgasm.  I was so nervous, I never even came close to coming.

“I’m
sorry Ness.  I didn’t realize until it was too late.  I pulled out.
It’ll be okay.”  Shit. She knows I’ve been with a lot of girls and she
knows I’ve had unprotected sex with Kim who also had a lot of partners. 
I’ve always worn a condom, except with Kim. Kim told me she was clean though
and I believe her.  “I’ve always worn a condom. Always.  Except with
Kim and I trust her.  We’re okay.”

“I
was on the pill but I don’t have it with me here.”  She looks up at me with
her big green eyes.  “It felt amazing.  We just need to be
careful.  I trust you.”  She pauses and looks down at my engorged
cock like it’s a meal. “I want to take care of you.”

Hell
yes!

I
grab her hand and place it on my dick and she immediately wraps her tiny hand
around it and starts pumping it without taking her eyes off of mine.  Then
suddenly, she drops to her knees looking up at me with this innocent look on
her face.  Just seeing her on her knees staring up at me makes me want to
come.  I watch her pink tongue dart out and lick the water dripping off my
cock as she continues to look up at me.   I think she wants me to
take control.  She wants to know what I like. I’m not shy.  I grab
her head with both hands.  “Open.”  My dick twitches as she obeys and
opens her mouth wide.  I pull her towards me watching my length disappear
deep into her pink mouth.  She tightens her lips around my dick and sucks
hard as she slowly pulls back until she reaches the tip.  She swirls her
tongue around the tip and then takes me all the way in again until I reach the
back of her throat.  Then she hums.

“Fuck!” 
A feral growl escapes my throat as I frantically tighten my grip on her head
and start fucking her mouth brutally while holding her head still.  “Jesus
fucking Christ!” My dick hits the back of her throat over and over.  Just
when I think it can’t get any fucking better, she reaches up and squeezes my
balls.  I still as I feel I’m about to explode.   I lean one
hand against the shower wall and keep one hand holding her head tightly against
me as my orgasm sends shockwaves through my body. “Ahhhhhh…..Fuck!”  I
grunt as my come shoots down her throat.  She gags and I let go of her
head immediately.  “Shit!  I’m sorry Ness!”  I took it too
far.  I’m such a selfish bastard.

I
pull her up from her feet about to grovel for her to forgive me as she wipes my
come dripping from her mouth. Her watery eyes find mine but I don’t see the
anger I expect.  She looks….proud?  I smile at her and she wraps her
hands around my neck and squeezes me to her.  Fuck!  I think I love
her.  I kiss the side of her head and we stand there for a while in a
tight embrace just letting the water fall down around us.

“What
do you say we get out of this shower, have some breakfast and then play in the
snow?”   

“Play
in the snow?’ She giggles.   

I
shrug, after the comment she made about feeling like a slut, I just want to
show her that I like her and not just for sex.  It’s not like I can ask
her out to the movies or a nice dinner.

“I
would love to play in the snow with you.”  She says with her eyes
twinkling at me.

“I’m
sure we can find some stuff around here to wear. There’s a lot of snow on the
ground.  I just figure we’ve been cooped up in here for so long, it would
be nice to get some fresh air.”

“Sounds
great.”

We
grab a quick breakfast and find some things to throw on.  The sun is
shining so bright, it doesn’t feel that cold.  I pull on my dark gray
skull cap over my long messy hair and dig through the closet for some gloves
for Ness.  As soon as we walk out the door, I gather a huge pile of snow
in my hands to form a snowball.  She tries to run but she’s wearing
Gramps’ size 11 fishing boots and she can’t move very fast in them.  She
stops to try to gather snow for her attack but she’s not fast enough.

“Ryan! 
No!!”  She yells, giggling, holding her hands out to stop me.  I
throw the snowball and it hits her square in her chest.  As she’s dusting
herself off, I tackle her to the ground.  She tries to roll away from me
laughing but I roll onto my back and hold her so she’s on top of me. 

“Give
me your hands and put those boots on top of my feet.”  She places her
hands in mine and lines her legs up with mine and then I start to move our
joined arms and legs together making a snow angel.  She looks all around
us at what we’re creating together and smiles a big fucking smile.  She’s
beautiful.  Her cheeks are rosy and her lips are so red.  She grabs
my face with her big mittens and kisses my lips with a big smooching sound. 
I flip her to her back and lick the seam of her lips asking her to let me
in.  She opens her mouth for me and my tongue attacks hers as we moan into
each other’s mouths.  We make out for a while like giddy teenagers,
rolling around in the snow and then I jump to my feet.

“Come
here, I want to show you something!”  I say excitedly, pulling her to her
feet.

I
grab her hand and take her towards the back of the cabin.  The front is
treed with a dirt road leading out to the highway.  In the back, there is
a huge clearing with a small fishing pond that’s currently covered with a thin
layer of shimmering snow.  Past the pond, there are rolling meadows as far
as the eye can see with a stunning view of the snow-capped mountains
silhouetted in the background. 

“Wow! 
This is amazing!”

“I
know.  I’ve spent a lot of time out here thinking.”  Somehow being
out here with her makes it all look so different.  It’s like I’m looking
at it for the first time.  Details and colors I’ve never noticed
before.  It’s her.  She makes me see things so differently.  She
gives me hope.

“Spending
summers at this place would be incredible.  Fishing, hiking, camping under
the stars.”

“You
had me at fishing.  God damn, you look sexy as hell in those fucking
boots.”  Shit, I don’t know what it is about her in those boots. 
They are ugly as hell but picturing her in those boots and only those boots
bent over waiting for me to take her makes my dick twitch.

“Gramps’
rubber fishing boots, huh?”  She raises her brow and looks down at the
giant boots on her small body.

“Just
the boots.”  I smirk and give her a wink.  She stands there in the
cold snow but her body is so fucking hot, it’s probably melting the snow all
around her and the look in her eyes could set me on fire.

Does
she want me to bend her over?  The attraction between us is intense. 
I’m constantly hard.  She shifts on her feet nervously.

“Come
here.”  I reach my hand out to her and then pull her to me.  “Why do
you look nervous?”  I sway us back and forth holding her body in my arms
trying to warm her up.

“I’m
not nervous.”

“No? 
Something just happened.  Tell me what you’re thinking?”

“Um,
I was just wondering what this is?  You know, between you and me?”

“I
hope you don’t think it’s just sex.  It’s more than that for me.  I
hope you know that.”  I dip my head to look at her.

“Yeah. 
I’m just a little scared of these feelings.”  She admits hesitantly.

“Don’t
be.  I’m feeling the same.  We’ll get through it together.”