Online Book “Taking Chances” Chapter 7:
I awoke to the delectable smell of sizzling bacon. “Could
you be any more perfect?” I asked as I devoured the sight of him working in the
kitchen. I watched the muscles in his bare back flex as he turned the bacon.
Clad only in perfect fitting jeans, he looked completely at
ease in the kitchen.
When he turned to hand me a mug of English Breakfast tea, he
asked, “Cream and sugar, right?”
I could see by the color of it that he had already added the
ingredients, and I was beyond touched that he had remembered. “I hope you don’t
mind that I borrowed a shirt,” I said, indicating the long, navy blue tee shirt
that I was wearing.
“Looks way better on you than it ever did on me.” He smiled.
“Mind buttering that toast? Then we can head outside to eat. It’s a beautiful
morning.”
He was right, the sun was glistening on the water and the
air was fresh and clear. We ate in companionable silence, and I kept finding
myself gazing at him. He was so handsome it almost hurt my eyes. When he tossed
his
last bite of bacon to Buddy, then flashed a smile at me, an
idea popped into my head.
It was still early and this place was secluded, other than
the lake. I did a quick scan and didn’t see any boats or other signs of life,
so I walked over and stood directly in front of Seth’s chair. He sat forward to
press
his cheek against my belly in a warm hug. His hands slid
under the long tee shirt, and he quickly discovered that I hadn’t bothered with
panties this morning. “You’re going to be the death of me, woman,” he groaned,
but he looked up at me with a huge smile.
“Third time is the charm, right?” I asked as I climbed onto
his chair, straddling him. I pulled the shirt over my head and enjoyed the look
of pure desire that washed over him as he gazed at me, fully nude, in the early
morning light.
I was normally one to hide my nakedness in the dark, but
Seth made me feel safe and sexy.
He ran his hands down my bare back and cupped my bottom. My
head fell back as he kissed my neck. I rose up on my knees and arched my back
to allow his mouth full access to my breast. When he bit lightly on my nipple,
pleasure shot through me and I let out a whimper of delight.
His hands, still cupping my rear, began to move forward. He
slid his fingers along the slick surface at the front of me. I was panting with
need. “I want you inside me. NOW.”
I worked his jeans loose and smiled when I saw that he had
opted to skip underwear this morning, as well. He raised us up so I could lower
his jeans. Then I eased myself onto him with a groan of satisfaction.
I started riding him, circling slowly as his fingers worked
their magic on me. I leaned my head back, closed my eyes, and let the pleasure
wash over me. The chair rocked to our rhythm.
I shifted the angle, took him inside me all the way to the
base and enjoyed the sensation of having the head of his penis rub the most
sensitive area deep inside me, while he used his fingers on my sensitive,
swollen clit.
When he lowered his head to take my breast into his mouth,
my hips began pumping faster. I let out a cry of pleasure as my body shuddered
around him, and I felt the hot burst of release from him.
After a few seconds, Seth exclaimed, “Now that’s a
phenomenal way to start a day!”
Still breathing hard, I climbed off him to retrieve the tee
shirt I had tossed. Later I would probably be surprised and slightly
embarrassed by how brazen I had been, but right now, I was just satisfied and
happy.
“Last one in the shower is a rotten egg!” I goaded him
before running up the stairs and into his trailer. I hadn’t quite anticipated
how small the trailer’s shower would be, but there was no turning back now.
I had thought that nothing could be sexier than Seth, but I
was wrong. Slick, soapy Seth rubbing his hands over me in a tight shower was a
sight to behold. The stall was so small that our naked bodies were touching in
all the right places.
When I felt his erection poking towards me, I was already
wet and ready again. I used my hands to guide him in as he backed me against
the wall. I sighed with pleasure at the full feeling of having him inside me as
the warm
water beat down on us.
Seth looked down and gave me a long, deep, wet kiss. I
wrapped my legs around him and began thrusting my body onto his for all I was
worth. I pushed my cheek into his shoulder as we both came loud and hard.
I stayed in the shower after he got out to dry off. My body
felt slightly sore, but as relaxed as a limp noodle, and it was fabulous.
Before leaving, I found a pink, heart-shaped Post-It pad in
my purse. I jotted down the word “Wowza!” and left the note on his bathroom
mirror for him to find later.
That was by far the best night of my life, I thought as he
drove me home. For the first time, a bit of doubt about my time with Seth began
to creep its way in. What if it wasn’t anything special for him? What if it’s
the
last time I see him? I watched him driving and smiled. Even
if we don’t see each other again, this was so worth it.
When we stopped in my driveway, he kissed me. It wasn’t just
a peck. It was a real, toe-curling, perfect amount of tongue, feel it all the
way to your hoo-ha, kiss. “When will I see you again?” he asked.
I slid out of the Jeep and said, “Text me,” before whirling around and heading into the house, beaming.
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