A Summer to Remember(58)
I came in a rush of pleasure and desire and collapsed with my legs still splayed on his shoulders. Slowly he changed positions and stood in front of me. His cock was still rock hard and I immediately took into my hands and began to caress him gently before my mouth moved over the mushroom head of his cock and sucked deep.
Paul drew an intake of much needed air as I began to tease him by licking him from the base of his cock all the way to the tip before I really began to get into sucking him off with everything I had inside of me. He tasted delicious and my tongue swirled around the tip before I deep-throated him and allowed his whole length to rest inside my mouth and past my tonsils before I removed him and did it yet again but this time slower than usual.
He suddenly pulled me away from his manhood and spread my legs again before he got on his knees and entered my depths with a violent thrust. It was beautiful actually because I was soaking wet and he easily worked his way in and out of me with smooth, controlled precision.
“You’re so beautiful when you’re like this…at my mercy and mine to control however I want. God, I love you, Jerrica.”
“I love you too,” I panted and threw my head back as he began to f*ck me harder and more violently.
Making love was nice but I needed him to pound me like my life depended on it and he instinctively sensed this about my mood. His cock hit the deepest crevices inside me and I moaned out loud and spread my legs as far as possible to allow him more access.
Paul’s hands caressed my breasts roughly, pulling at my erect nipples in a painful yet pleasurable way and I was so close to coming yet again, I had to stay in the moment or give in to complete and overwhelming pleasure I wanted to delay as long as possible.
His paced increased before he slowed down and threw my legs over his shoulder. This didn’t seem like the most comfortable position but with him, he made our love life an adventure and I enjoyed anything we did sexually, in the bedroom and outside of it. With the current position, my lower back all the way up to my shoulder blades laid on the sofa while he controlled everything below the waist.
I closed my eyes and arched my back as he continued to tease me with slow, tortuous strokes interspersed with quick, angry thrusts that took me almost to the edge. How could I ever forget this feeling for as long as I lived? The act of making love which was much more dangerous than it should have been because too many emotions were involved.
I opened my eyes and I connected with those gorgeous crystal blue eyes of his. We were both in too deep and could never walk away from one another like nothing happened. My lips parted and I wanted to tell him how much he meant to me but the only noise that left my mouth was a moan with a slight cry of ecstasy.
He leaned down, kissed my lips and as our tongues intermingled with one another, the genuine connection between two people cemented between us and I knew then and there I would never be able to let him go and not love him. I suddenly felt him shudder to a violent climax while with just a few strokes of my clit with his dedicated fingers, I began to come with him and it was an overwhelming and beautiful experience.
Afterwards, we lay on the sofa, my naked body on top of his and as he slid his arms around my body, I felt sated and safe.
The following day, we met up with Jude and Savannah for an early breakfast at the swanky hotel restaurant. My best friend and I both ordered mimosas with our egg white omelets which consisted of Swiss cheese, prosciutto, garlic, onions and a mélange of red, yellow and green bell peppers.
Though my brother had dropped the bombshell to me before we left New York, he and my best friend seemed to be doing all right as a couple. They looked happy enough but Jude couldn’t hold a candle to Paul who glowed with obvious contentment as they conversed in an animated fashion. Meanwhile, Savannah and I spoke in hushed tones.
“Everything okay between you two?” I inquired as I sipped from my mimosa.
Savannah smiled and glanced at me mischievously with bright cerulean blue eyes. “Everything has been really great. I think we are really starting to grow as a couple and I can’t help it…I’m positively smitten with your brother.” She sipped from her mimosa before she continued, “You and Paul seem to do be doing very well. Especially after the incident in Stamford…that could have tested the resolve of the strongest couples but I admire you for remaining by his side.”
“Why wouldn’t I? I have loved this man for so long and now we’re together, I’m going to let his ex-girlfriend just come around and screw up everything we have. It’s not gonna happen.”