In the Stars (34 page)

My hands grip tightly into his ass cheeks, as we both moan and curse at all the exotic sensations we are feeling. I now know what blissful beyond comprehension sex feels like because this is truly more than I ever knew possible. I can feel the tingling tighten back up in my head and toes again as Eric thrusts inside me. I don’t know how it is possible after the mind altering orgasm I just had, but another one is definitely on its way. “Fuck Caroline; I have never felt anything like you. God girl, you are mine. You understand? My girl.”

Eric’s body tenses up harder and I know he is about to come, and without any hope I am falling apart under him again.

Eric thrusts another hard thrust before his release hits him as well. He glides back and forth a few more times slowly, and then slumps himself down on top of me. I feel like an earthquake has gone off, sending rumbling through out my whole body, and there is now a constant after shock effect still happening. “I can still feel you tightening on my dick, Caroline. Do you know how fucking sexy that is? That was far better than any dream I have had about you while waiting to get my hands on you.”

I lean up, kissing Eric’s tight muscular chest and up his neck. “I have had dreams about you too, Eric, and, even though they were really good, they don’t compare at all to the real thing. You just gave me more than I even knew possible. I’m not sure I will even be able to function properly after this.”

Eric pulls out of me and rolls us over, so I am now on top of him. He takes my hair and brushes it back over my shoulder to one side. “As long as you stay with me, Caroline, all parts of me will function properly. I’m not just talking about my dick and lips either; after this I know for sure that goes for my heart as well.”

“To hear you say that means more than you will ever know, Eric. I have really missed you being around.” I reach down and rub lazy circles on Eric’s chest, and trace my finger over his tattoo. “Whoever did this did a really great job, Eric. I have been wanting to get something added to my tattoo—just a word in remembrance of my dad.”

“I can introduce you to my guy. His name is Christian, but everyone calls him Buzz. He does really good work. If you want to stick with whoever did yours, though, I understand. I don’t like the thought of where his hands got to be on you, but the ink he did on you is damn hot.”

I stare into Eric’s eyes and smile. “I love you, Eric.”

“I love you too, Caroline. Now, tell me about these dreams of yours.”

I bite my bottom lip and get a smile across my face. “Well, let’s just say one of them involved those shiny handcuffs of yours, and you have also played the role of one of the Gods coming down from the heavens to have your way with me.”

Eric gets a sexy smile of his own. “Well, I guess we are just going to have to see what we can do about that, Caroline. I do want to make all of my girl’s fantasies come true.”

We lay together in bed, and I can’t stop touching him in some way, and the same goes for Eric with me. Whether it is a leg or arm thrown across Eric, or my lips kissing him all over, I just have to have contact with him. Every moment of it feels so damn good and right.

I sit up to slip my shirt and panties on so I can go to the bathroom, when there is a light knock at my door. Eric sits up, pulling his jeans back on as I walk over to crack the door open. Tara is standing there with her lips curled up at the corner. I can’t help but smile, and lightly bite at my lip. “So, since Eric didn’t make it to dinner, and I see his truck out front, I’m guessing you guys finally got your shit straight, and kissed and made up?”

I just can’t help myself when I feel Eric step up against my back, and wrap his arm around my stomach. “Oh, we did a lot more than kiss, Tara.”

Eric laughs, and Tara steps back away from the door, flying her hands around in the air. “Gross! Ok, I don’t want to hear it this; is not something I need to picture, thank you. Eric, I’m not covering for you either with missing dinner; you will have to explain this one to Mom and Dad.” She continues walking toward her room and doesn’t look back.

“I think they will understand fully, and even be happy, Tara, when I tell them my reasoning. The fact that I finally fell in love, and just had to make sure my girl knew that and felt the same for me.”

Tara suddenly stops and turns back toward us with her hand on her chest and a big smile on her face. “Oh my god, Eric, you’re right, they will. I never thought I would hear you say something like that about a woman; I’m so happy for you. For you both, that is.”

I walk up to Tara and give her a big hug. She hugs me back, and then pulls away. “Ummm Caroline, I think next time you hug me you really should have some pants on. I already slept in the bed with you in just your panties and shirt once. If we keep this up, people might really start talking. Also, Eric, I’m guessing you might be sticking around here a bit more, so just remember your sister lives here. I really don’t need to be seeing or hearing too much from you two in that way, ok?”

“Do you think these walls are well insulated, because Caroline seems to be a bit on the loud side?”

Tara’s hands start flying through the air again as she walks into her room. “Oh my god! Ok, that is enough said. No more of that now—uggg.”

I am laughing as I walk back up to my man and wrap my arms around him and look him in the eyes. “We really will have to try and behave decent for Tara’s sake, Eric.”

“I have no intentions of behaving with you, Caroline, so I guess you need to start coming home with me more, or she is just going to have to get ear plugs.”

I step up on my toes and pull Eric’s lips down to mine, and melt, once again, inside as our lips meet and mold to one another.

OTHER THAN WHEN we had to work or I had classes, Eric and I have been together nonstop this past week. It is Christmas Eve, and we are pulling into his driveway before heading to his parents’ house later tonight. As I look out over his place, I still can’t believe this perfect little hidden spot is where Eric lives. Eric found it a couple years back, and loved the privacy of it all.

He took his inheritance money from when his grandparents passed, and combined it with what he made off of his condo he sold, and then bought this two story house on ten acres of land. The house is white with black shutters. The front porch is huge and wraps around to one side of the house where it is screened in.

I look up toward the porch and smile, remembering what we were doing up there the last time I was here. He had me bent over the old glider bench as he took me from behind. I thought for sure we were going to bust a hole into the side of his house where the glider bench kept hitting up against it.

I feel my tongue running across my lips, as I remember him telling me he loved watching my ass jump as he slammed into me. I have to actually draw my legs in tightly together to try and stop the tingling and warmth I have building up from just thinking about it.

Eric reaches over and grips his fingers around my leg, and I look over at him. “What exactly is it you are thinking about, Caroline? It better be me, because you have that damn seductive look in your eyes, and I saw you licking those hot lips of yours.”

I get a big smile across my face, and reach my hand over and rub my fingers up and down on the inside of his upper leg. “I was just remembering the last time I was on that porch with you, Eric.”

Eric leans over and licks my dimple that he seems to love so much. “I think we might need to have a repeat session of that moment real soon, Caroline. As of now, though, I just might have other plans in mind.”

My curiosity and excitement are now in overdrive with the prospects of what Eric might be planning. He has a way of coming up with something new and exciting regularly, and I just can’t even begin to get enough of this man. Every time, whether it is slow and sweet or fast and hard, it is perfect when it is with the man I love.

When we walk into his house, I notice a green box with red ribbon on his table. Eric sees me looking at it and guides me over toward it. “This is just a little early Christmas present for you, Caroline. Go ahead; open it.”

I look over at him and smile, and then reach out and take the lid off of the box. I reach in and pull out the two pairs of shiny cuffs lying inside of it, and dangle them in the air. Eric’s eyes grow dark as he takes one of them from my hand. “Ok, maybe it is an early Christmas present for me too. I told you I wanted to make all my girl’s dreams come true. I thought maybe you could help tell me a little more about this particular one that you had. I had to go get us our own set. There was no way in hell I was putting cuffs on you that had been on some low life’s wrist.”

I take one side of the cuff that I still have and lock it around one of my wrist. “So, these are ours to do with whatever we feel necessary?” Eric looks down to where I just placed the cuff around my wrist, and I hear the growl in his throat as he grabs hold of it and pulls me toward the stairs leading to his room. He stops at the bottom of the steps, and sweeps me up into his arms and cradles me to his chest as he rushes up the stairs.

He’s just slightly winded as we reach his bed, and he gently lays me down. “Ok Caroline, this was your dream so where should we start?”

I bite my lip and feel the pool that is already building up in my pants at the knowledge of what is getting ready to happen. “Well, my dream was cut off short when I woke up. So there will have to be some improvising, but I can at least get us started. First off, you never even had your shirt on, and the cuffs were hooked onto the belt of your pants. So you are going to have to undo this one from my wrist for now.”

Eric reaches down with the key and removes the cuff from my wrist, and then gently kisses around my wrist. It is a little pink where I had tightened it too much. “Don’t move, Caroline; I have to get my belt.” Eric pulls his shirt from over his head and drops it to the floor as he walks to his closet. I still can’t believe the build of this man as I take in the sight of his bare back. It is so firm and tone, and, as far I am concerned, just fucking perfect. The tattoo that runs across his back shoulder blade has my fingers reaching out and wanting to trace over it.

I reach down, removing my pants, since I never seemed to have them on in my dream to begin with. The feeling of my own fingers running across my skin even tingles from where I am so wound up with desire for what is to come. Eric steps back out of his closet with just his pants and duty belt on. His badge is clipped to his belt, and the cuffs are in the attached cuff case. I lick my lips again, and a shiver runs through me at the sight of him standing there like this.

“Damn Caroline, you are one hell of a vision lying across my bed like that. What exactly do you think I should do about that and about this?” Eric reaches down and into the open zipper of his pants and pulls out his what I am going to call hard “police baton” and strokes it up and down a couple times as he walks closer to me.

This is when all rational thoughts leave my mind. Just lust and love for what I know this man can give me is left, as I reach out and take over with the task his hand was just doing to himself. “Well, it seems I have been a very bad girl and have been brought in for a strip search.” Eric looks down at my hand stroking him, then back up at my eyes. I watch his emerald eyes grow a darker shade again as he pulls away from my grip and reaches down, gripping the bottom of my sweater, and roughly pulls it up and drops it on the bed.

His eyes roam over my body as I sit on his bed in nothing but my bra and underwear. “You never know; I might try and fight back, so you might want to cuff my hands from behind.” Eric reaches out and quickly unhooks my bra, and I let it slide off of my arms. He removes a pair of cuffs from his belt and tightly grasp my hands behind my back as he cuffs them.

The feeling of the metal closing on my wrist sends a jolt of electricity through me, and I buck up a little on the bed. Eric lifts me up firmly off the bed and places my feet on the floor. He unhooks his belt, making his unbuttoned pants sag lower on his hips. He then removes the second pair of cuffs. “There will be no resistance, or I will have to restrain you more; do you understand?” All I can do is nod my head up and down. This role playing shit is hot, and it is making me feel like I could combust any second.

Eric reaches out his hands and places them on my shoulders. He starts massaging and patting down my body being extra observant over and under my breast. “These are large enough that you could be hiding something taped up underneath them. I need to make sure I don’t miss anything.” His hands running over me have me going weak at the knees, and my nipples hardened beyond belief. Then he ducks his head down as he lifts up one of my breasts and starts to lick underneath it. He slowly works his way up and over my nipple, where he sucks and then blows cool air over it, and then sucks on it again.

“Oh god Eric, I’m not going to make it. I swear, you keep this up and I’m going to fall apart. I need you now.”

He gets a very sly grin across his face. “I can see you aren’t going to comply, so it looks like further restraint is in order.” He reaches down and unhooks my wrist from behind. “Lie back down on the bed ma’am, and raise your arms spread out above your head and grab hold of the post behind you.”