Chapter 18 - Westley
I was trying so bloody hard to keep it together, to keep my distance and tell myself that I would be fine just being friends with Gabriella. But having her half-naked, sliding over me like this, I was only fooling myself. I wanted her more than anything else. I couldn’t deny this feeling anymore.
She stared at me with want in those deep hazel eyes. She tasted like candy, and her body was reacting to me. She wanted it just as badly, and I wasn’t going to deny both of us.
I reached underneath the water, sliding my hand between her legs. She was soaking wet, my finger sliding into her with ease. She inhaled slowly, her cheeks going a little red, and I couldn’t tell if it was me or the cold water.
“You are so fucking tight.” My mind thought of last time and how tight she was around my dick. She was almost heavenly. And I wanted that again.
I felt her tighten even more as I shifted my hand, making a come here motion with my hands.
I watched her bite on her lower lip, her head falling back. I was hitting a spot she enjoyed, and her body was giving it away. I watched the way her mouth fell open, her eyes fluttering. I could feel her legs shaking against me, knowing she was close. I kissed her. “Come, and when you’re done, I’m going to slide my cock right into you and make you come even harder.”
She moaned, her voice echoing around us. Her body clamped down on my fingers, and she came. Her body shook violently, and I devoured all of it. I memorized the way her face fell back and shattered apart.
I grabbed her hips, sliding my cock right over her entrance, and slid her right onto me. She tightened up even more, her voice pitching higher. “Oh my god!”
I almost came on the spot, feeling how she was still orgasming around my dick. I moved slowly, feeling her pulsing. I pressed my forehead against hers, inhaling her.
“Does it feel good to have me filling you?” I bit her neck, and she moaned loudly. I felt her nails dig into my shoulders, and her body tightened around my dick.
“You can’t lie,” I purred, sliding a hand down and rolling my thumb over her clit. “Your body tells me.”
I grabbed her chin, popping my thumb over her lower lip. “Tell me, does it feel good?”
I watched her eyes grow hazy, her head nodding slowly. I kissed her, sliding my tongue over hers. She moaned, her mouth pressed back with just as much want.
I moved slowly, sliding in and out of her. I tugged at her shirt, yanking it down, hearing a rip. Her eyes widened, and she looked down just as her breast broke free. I smiled, running my mouth down them.
“You ripped my shirt.”
“It was in the way.”
She tugged at my hair, tilting my head back. She glared at me. “I liked this shirt.”
I moved my hand up, cupping her breast. “I’ll buy you a new one.”
I grabbed her ass, sinking my cock deep into her. She gasped, and I kept the speed up. I thrust into her, feeling howdeep my cock could go. She tightened, her legs shaking against my hips.
“Oh god, I’m close.”
I bit her collarbone, feeling myself getting close. I wanted to feel her come on my dick again more than anything.
“Oh god!” she cried out as her body gave way. I followed with her, finding my own release.
It felt quiet, and then I heard her start to giggle. I leaned back, and she covered her mouth as she started to laugh.
“What’s so funny?”
She looked at me. “We just fucked… in the lake.”
I smirked. “We did.”
“In the lake,” she started to laugh harder.
I couldn’t help but laugh with her. I hadn’t felt this relaxed since the last time we did it. It was the only time I felt like this. Sex with Gabriella was different than any sex I’d had with anyone else.
“I know I shouldn’t laugh,” she giggled. “But we have done it in a fake Santa house, the couch in the house, and the lake,” she snorted. “Everywhere but a bed.”
