My entire life I did not want to be seen. I hid as a way to protect myself. It was all I knew. I let my sister and mother be loud and dramatic and whoever they wanted to be. I was fine holding back I was, fine being forgotten by friends, by men, by the rest of the world.
Now I want to be who I am, I want to take the chances I write about.
Dropping the blanket to the floor, I sit up on his lap. Our skin is damp but we’re warmer now. Holding his gaze, I let my hands walk over the curves and dips of his muscled chest and arms. He’s exactly what you would think a gruff man living in solitude on a mountain is built like.
“You are beautiful,” I whisper as I trace the tattoos on his chest. “Not sure I ever told you that. You’re so beautiful. That day when I saw you on the corner, I just…I decided I had to talk to you. I hid for so long, but I wanted you to see me.”
“And I am damn glad I saw you in that tree,” he teases before he lets out a little sound.
Dropping my hands between us, I brazenly stroke him. His moan is throatier as I find a rhythm he likes, his hips rocking up with each slow stroke of my hands. My hips still twist on his lap and my thighs start to shake. His body coils tight as I tease him, watching his eyes as they stare up at me, darkening with need the longer I tease.
“I love watching you, baby,” I whisper as I dip my head lower. “It makes me feel…powerful. Makes me feel…sexy,” I admit softly.
“You do have power, sweetheart. Over me. I would let you do anything to me. Become anything you asked me to. And you’re the sweetest, sexiest thing I have ever seen…oh, shit…” he grunts when I rub the crown of his swollen cock against my sex.
“Can I do something…you’ve tasted me. I want to taste you too.”
“Ah, hell, what did I just say, baby? Do anything you want.”
Once he husks the words, I push off his lap to settle on the floor. Knelt between his legs, I still pump his thick, swollen length in my hands. Dipping my head, I flick my tongue at the tip, where a bead of arousal glistens. Pace’s head falls back against the chair, his throat working as he swallows hard. His hands come to tangle in my hair as I lick the length of him.
“Ah, fuck,” he hums. “That’s so good. Don’t stop, baby.”
Spurred on, I don’t stop. I lick him again, again, swirling my tongue as I open my mouth to take him deeper. I suck at the tip as I stroke the pulsing vein of the underside of him. He’s silky velvet and hard stone. I suck harder, letting my tongue work up and down the length of him.
“Jesus, yes…take it deeper baby. Show me how you want to choke on my cock,” he hisses, his fingers tangling in my hair as Itake him deeper, deeper, my head bobbing as I suck lick at him greedily.
I do choke on him, years slipping down my temples as I swallow him as far as I can. Between my legs pulses with my own arousal. I reach down, curious how it would feel to touch myself while I pleasure him. When my fingers rub over my clit, I choke on his cock again, as bliss rockets through me.
“Dirty girl, playing with your needy pussy. Give me some of that, let me lick those fingers,” he grunts, his hips rocking faster, faster.
Doing as I am told, I lift one hand to his mouth, moaning as he suckles at the stickiness coating my fingertips. This just makes me wetter, hotter, and I am not sure how much more I can take. I want him to come for me, but I want to come with him too. I want to please him, but I love sharing our pleasure. I am shaking with need when he decides for me.
“Come here, sweetheart. I need to get inside you,” Pace demands as he lifts me, settling me on his lap again.
“Please, please, I wanted to make you come but I need…oh, yes, yes, please,” I pant as his cock rubs against my pussy before he thrusts up and pulls me down at the same time.
“That’s it. There it is. Fuck, there it is sweetheart,” he grunts
“Don’t stop,” I beg as he starts thrusting up slowly, taking his time, driving us both to the edge. “Don’t stop, baby. Make me come.”
“I won’t. I won’t quit, baby,” he swears, banding an arm over my back to press me close. “Look at me. Give me those eyes.”
Grasping his powerful shoulders, I nod as I meet his gaze. “Don’t stop. I won’t quit either, Pace. Make me come, please, I need to….”
Shouting as he does just that, his teeth nipping at my breast, tongue licking at a budded nipple, I come hard. Still, he thrustsup into me, his hands digging into my hips as I rock with him. His mouth sucks and pulls at my breasts, marking my skin.
“So fucking beautiful,” he tells me as he settles back on the chair, our movements slowing. “I love watching you too, Piper. Watching you come is the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen. Seeing you let go is so goddamn gorgeous. Do it for me again, sweetheart. Come for me again, show me how good I feel inside of you pretty little pussy.”
Pace slows down again and it’s then I notice. He’s matching the rhythm of the rain pouring outside. Rain that kept us locked away in this cabin together. I kiss him deeper, harder, moving with him. Our bodies move as one, entwining as our lovemaking consumes us both.
“Pace…I think…I think…” I pant against his mouth.
“I know, sweetheart. Me too. I love you, Piper. I am stupid in love with you, baby. This won’t quit. Not ever, not for me.”
“Yes,” I whimper as I feel our climax build between us. “Yes, I love you. I love you, Pace. I’m in love with you. You saved me.”
“Yeah, well you saved me right back, sweetheart. Saved me right back.”
