Behind Closed Doors (7 page)

His fingers tightened on her hips, as he dove deeper into her, as deep as he could possibly go. She cried out in sweet agony. His cock throbbed within her and she clenched her muscles around it, squeezing it tightly.

"I can't get enough of you Ramona," he gasped, causing a smile to touch her lips. Misery liked company and they both were now at the point where it felt as though they needed release more than air. He didn't have to tell her for her to know he was close. His body went rigid against her ass, one final thrust and the heat of his release filled her.

He pulled her tight against him; the heat of his cum was enough to send her spiralling into her own personal ecstasy. She came over his now depleted cock, their juices mixing within her pussy. She felt his hands on her waist, pulling her back up against him.

Exhausted, from her third orgasm in a little over an hour, her body went limp against his strong chest, and she was grateful for the support. He held her from behind wrapping his arms around her waist. She leaned her head against his shoulder and tilted her face towards his. Her eyes - full of so many emotions her head was spinning - looked deep into his.

With a finger under her chin Darrien urged her lips up to his own. He kissed her tenderly. His lips grazed hers; the anger and frustration that had laced his kisses in the lake, all but a faint memory. His kisses now were filled with tenderness, and warmth.

Ramona reached up and placed a hand on the nape of his neck, drawing him into a deeper kiss, parting her lips and welcoming his tongue with hers. Ending the kiss she traced his strong, square jaw with her fingertips. "I think you may have worn me out for a few hours," she teased.

"Mmmm, you think?" he asked, his lips moving down the length of her long, graceful neck.

Ramona giggled. "Maybe."
Sweet god.
It was starting again! Her body had never been so alive, so wanton, and so very greedy for a man before.

"Alas, I think I will also need a short intermission," he admitted, kissing her on the forehead, before stepping away from her.

Ramona immediately regretted the loss of his body against hers. With a sigh, she threw herself down on the bed, and patted the vacant area beside her.

"We need to talk now," Darrien stated as he rounded the bed and laid his magnificent body - now covered in their sweat - alongside of hers.

Ugh, the talk
. As much as she didn't want to have the talk, she knew he wouldn't let it go until they had. She hated the idea that they might ruin the mood they had established over the past hour or so. She heaved a heavy sigh giving in, "I know."

Chapter 4

Darrien pulled Ramona against him. She smiled and laid her chin on his chest, her large green eyes looking up into his. Her finger traced the definition of the muscles on his chest. He found the small gesture soothing. Raking his fingers through her smooth long brown hair, he watched as the silken strands slowly fell through his fingers.

He knew she dreaded discussing anything unpleasant, but he felt that they needed to discuss the situation between them, so there were no misunderstandings when they left.

To his surprise she was the first one to talk. "Why do you hate me so much?" she blurted out, her green eyes searching his face for the answers. All of a sudden she seemed much younger than her years and all he wanted to do was hold and protect her. The problem was that he was the one that had hurt her all these years.

Darrien cringed, and then sighed. "When you and your mother moved into our place I had it so bad for you."

A light smile touched her lips. She remembered.

"You just had no interest in me whatsoever. My friends, however, you went through them fast, Ramona. And I looked on, feeling more and more rejected and resentful when the guys in the locker room were exchanging stories about how they’d screwed my sister."

A realization crossed over her features. Like a cloud had been lifted. But he had to wonder how could she
not
have known that? How could she
not
have seen the position she had been putting him in? How his friends would talk and exchange stories after they had a go with her?

"I-I well, I guess I never really thought about it," she admitted, casting her eyes downwards.

"That's why I get angry Ramona. You never consider others.
Never.
You only think of what's good for Ramona and to hell with anyone else," he stated, perhaps a little too sharply.

She attempted to pull from his embrace, but he held tight to her, pulling her back into his arms. As much as she liked to pretend that she was tough and heartless and independent, the truth was she was as fragile as anyone else, perhaps even more so. He had spent so many years battling with her, he realized that he had forgotten he was supposed to care for and protect her.

"That's a little harsh Darrien," she murmured as she laid her head back down on his chest.

Darrien continued to pick up sections of hair and allow them to slip through his fingers. He thought he might be able to do only that for the rest of the day. It was amazingly relaxing. "I know it is. And I know that you only act the way you do in retaliation for my attitude and I apologize for that. It seemed like over the years, it became second nature to be at war with you." He ran his hand down the curves of her naked body. She trembled under his touch, and clutched tighter to him. "Besides, if I was fighting
with
you, it took my mind away from wanting to do other more inappropriate things
to
you."

He heard a snicker come from her, and then she looked back up into his eyes. "You mean like the inappropriate things you've done to me today?" she teased.

Growling, he flipped her over to her back, forcing her legs apart with his knee. Securing both of her hands over her head with one hand; he used his free hands to palm her breast as his lips kissed their way down her neck and to her collarbone. She moaned and bucked against him, her pussy rubbing against his leg.

Feeling the blood begin to rush into his cock, he pulled back, freeing her hands. They still hadn't had the all important, 'where do we go from here' talk. And he felt that it was necessary to have that discussed before they continued what they were doing.

Taking a deep breath he blurted it out. "What happens here at the cabin has to stay here at the cabin."

Ramona nodded. "I know."

She gave him a weak smile, which made him feel like an asshole. A-S-S-hole, as she would say it. Like he'd just used his sister to get off and now he was dumping her. Noticing his concerned expression, she added, "but that doesn't mean we can't enjoy the week we have here, does it?" She reached down and grasped his semi-hard shaft in her hand. It hardened almost instantaneously.

"I hope not," he grinned, "because when I was swimming earlier I came up with many, many more inappropriate things that we need to try while we’re here."

"Really?" she asked, cocking an eyebrow at him.

"Oh, yes," he confirmed.

Ramona began to kiss her way down his chest when he stopped her. She looked up at him questioningly.

"About Beth…?"

"I gave her a few glasses of wine and she spread her legs as if they were made of butter," she answered his question, before he could even finish asking it. She pushed him back on the mattress and straddled his hips, his erect cock peeped out from between her legs. Ramona grasped his cock in her hands stroking it. "Sometimes you just need a woman's touch."

I couldn't have said it better myself
, he thought closing his eyes and allowing her to have her way with him.

****

Final Day at the Cabin

Naked and stretched out on her stomach, Ramona watched from the bed as Darrien packed up their belongings, in the nude. She loved the look of his body, and had insisted he stay naked for the majority of their time together so she could see him. Of course, he negotiated the deal that if
he
had to, so did
she
. She thought that was a more than reasonable.

There was supposed to be a car picking them up in less than an hour's time. The week had gone by quickly, too quickly in her mind. The remainder of the week had consisted of much of the same as the first day. They fucked, fucked and then fucked some more.

Each and every muscle in her body ached. Her pussy was actually throbbing from overuse! She didn't think that could actually happen, but a week with a very well endowed man proved to her that it could indeed.

The truth was that she was sad they had to go. It wasn't
just
about the mind blowing sex anymore. She had discovered that her brother wasn't that bad a guy after all. She enjoyed his company and had gained a whole new respect for him. She supposed that perhaps their parent's idea of sending them away to work it out wasn't such a bad one after all. Of course, she doubted
how
they’d worked it out was what their parents had in mind. But hey, the end result was the same.

Darrien had told her that he had one more surprise for her before they left and she was anxiously waiting for it. When he finally finished with their luggage he had something in his hand. Her eyes widened when he turned and she realized what it was.

"You ass! You had that all along and didn't tell me?" She squealed. He had a bottle of warming lube. She
loved
that stuff. Why had he held out on her all week? She was already getting wet at the thought of what that cock of his would feel like sliding in and out of her with the warming lube. A slight groan escaped her lips and a shiver of anticipation swept over her.

"Well. Yah... I did," he admitted with a sheepish grin.

"So you planned on fucking me the whole time?" she asked, not sure if she should be angry at the idea or not. His presuming she'd screw her brother did insult her somewhat.

Darrien laughed. "No. Did I not tell you the first day we were here that I jacked off each night before bed?"

"Oh," she felt heat rush up to her cheeks. "Well, I just assumed that..."

She didn't have enough time to finish speaking before he had her flipped over on her back, with his body hovering over hers. His lips came crashing down on hers, kissing her with an urgent hunger and need. His hand reached between them, seeking out her sweet heat.

Finding it, he began to stroke her.

Ramona bucked against his body, as a moan escaped her lips between kisses.

"There's one thing I didn't get to do this week and I'm getting it now," he advised her, reluctantly removing his body from hers and standing at the end of the bed. "Come here princess," he said, beckoning her to stand in front of him, at the foot of the bed.

Eagerly, she slid off the bed and into his arms. Placing a hand at the nape of her neck, he lowered his lips to hers. His lips grazed her, teasing. "I'm going to fuck that beautiful little ass of yours."

Her body quivered against his with both need and apprehension. He was
so
big! She'd been somewhat timid all week about the idea of him thrusting such a large shaft into her ass. But she trusted him.

She turned around in his arms and positioned herself over the bed. She wiggled her ass at him for good measure. Darrien fell to his knees, his hands caressing the tender flesh of her bottom. Bending over he trailed light kisses down her lower back and across her bottom.

Ramona heard him flip open the top of the bottle and held her breath. Moments later his hands gently parted her ass cheeks, exposing her tight little anus. The lube felt cool as he liberally applied it to her, covering her ass, pussy and clit. As he rubbed, the lube began to warm, causing sweet sensations of heat to radiate through her pussy.

Two fingers slid inside her cunt. She moaned as he began to stroke her, her body moved in time with his hand. While stroking her he pressed a finger into the tight ring of muscle of her anus. She moaned as it broke through and slowly began to stroke her. He worked both holes, causing her body to buck and thrust against him.

Darrien added a second finger to the first in her ass, widening the entrance; preparing her to take his cock. His fingers moved slowly, spreading her as he thrust in and out.

Ramona's body was crying out for him, crying out for release!

"Fuck my ass Darrien!" she cried out. She needed it, and didn't care how she got it. She just needed his cock, desperately and now! The heat he was generating from the lube was so amazing that she didn't think she could handle the sensations rushing through her.

Darrien chuckled. He removed his fingers from her anus and slicked his cock up with the lube and then added some more to the opening he was about to enter. The head of his steel hard cock poked at her anus, and gently he pushed it into her, inching his way in. Pausing from time to time to ensure she was okay.

But Ramona was far from okay, she was in agony. She needed to climax so badly it hurt. She bucked against him, pushing him deeper into her. He continued on, until his cock was buried deep within her, to the balls.

"Fuck, Ramona, you're so tight. I'm not sure I'll be able to last long." he warned, his voice strained with desire. He began to thrust in and out of her. In and out. Slowly at first, but she needed more, and faster. She bucked against him again, driving his cock in and out at an increasing speed and force.

Darrien's hand moved to her clit. He pinched and teased it with his fingers as he continued to thrust hard into her, sinking into her balls deep. Her moans were consistent now, the sweet agony of what he was doing to her, was bringing her to the edge.

"Darrien," she screamed as she reached her climax. She felt his body rock against her, and kept moving in time with him. He was moments from coming in her ass and she was dying for it to happen.

"Almost there," he gasped as he watched his large shaft disappear into her. His body tensed, seconds before he shot his load into her, filling her ass with his cum. Giving her ass a couple more quick thrusts, he slowly pulled out completely and collapsed onto the bed.

Exhausted and panting; overcome with both pleasure and relief Ramona took refuge in his arms. They lay there for some time, simply enjoying the last of their time together before the real world pulled them apart.

Ramona was the first to speak with a devilish look in her eyes. "So do you think that we bonded enough to keep our trust funds?"

Laughter rocked through Darrien as he pulled her closer and kissed the top of her head. "I'd say that's a definite yes."

Ramona nodded, "Good. Cause it's going to cost you a small fortune to replace that bikini you made me lose in the lake, Fuck-Nuts."

THE END

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