To Have And To Hold (8 page)

Shaking her head, she said, “No, I’m definitely not going back to Charlotte to live. And my position at my old job was filled two weeks after I left.” She looked back out over the water, then returned her focus to him enjoying the play of the sun in his dark, thick hair. “But, I’m looking at new perspective for my life.”

Wordlessly he reached his hand out and stroked her cheek, then sifted his hand through her hair and pulled her forward. She couldn’t tell from his expression how he was responding to her words. His eyes were greener, matching the foliage around them. Leaning forward, she closed the small gap between their bodies and kissed him. Slipping her tongue into his mouth, she attempted to communicate her feelings about him. Passionately she tried to express how he’d warmed his way into her heart and was making her consider a more serious relationship with him. One that lasted longer than a few days.

Parting their lips, but not moving out of her embrace, he asked, “Are you hungry?”

“I’m famished. All this fresh air is making me ravenous...for something good.” She licked his full bottom lip letting him know what she wanted.

A clever man, he asked, “Do you want
me
, Kelli?”

She noted the tightening of his pupils. He was becoming aroused. A frission of heat skated down her back with the knowledge that she had the power to turn him on so quickly. “Yes, Will.” She attempted to move closer to him for another kiss, but he shifted away from her.

“Prove it to me.” Lounging on his side, he stretched out along the blanket a few feet away from her.

Giving him a saucy look, she made her voice seductive, husky as she said, “Yes, Will. How would you like me to prove it?”

“Masturbate,” he told her as he rested the weight of his upper torso on his elbow.

Masturbate? Is he serious? Out here in the open?
She knew that the bushes and trees protected them from anyone coming along their side, but as she glanced across the water to the other bank she couldn’t see anyone over there. And with the smoky colored sky looming over their heads they hadn’t seen anyone in the two hours they’d been out, but someone could decide to brave the weather as she and Will had.
Do I want to risk someone seeing me pleasing myself? Can I even get myself off?

Looking at Will, relaxed and calm along the blanket, not rushing her, she saw he was patient. His gaze was hot and intense as he stared at her. For Will she could do this, with him she could be persuaded to do anything; for him she’d already done more than she could have imagined doing, why stop now?

“Yes, Will.” Maneuvering her body to give him optimal viewing, she unfolded her legs from underneath her hips. Rising to a kneeled position, she placed her hand on the sides of her skirt then pushed it up slowly. She didn’t think about the fact that she was about to fondle her body in the open and in front of anyone who passed by and all of God’s woodland creatures, instead she aimed all of her attention on seducing Will. She wanted to excite him to the point of blind lust. Make him want her like never before.

Inch by titillating inch, her skirt rose. The light breeze began to flutter across her throbbing sex. She wanted this... needed, this moment of ecstasy. She didn’t stop dragging her cargo skirt up her thighs until it was bunched high around her waist and all of her bare, hairless pussy could be seen by Will. Holding her hands at her waist, she gradually pushed her legs open, widening her stance and then leaned back until her ass rested against her heels and her knees dug into the soil underneath the blanket. The extra links of her belly chain tickled the skin of her nude derriere.

Will’s gaze lowered to her sex, and she noted the swelling of his cock in his pants and the rise of his chest as he took a deep breath.

“For you, Will. Only for you.” Dropping one of her hands from her skirt to her aching lips, she touched herself. She could feel the slight trembling in her fingers as they parted her puffy lips and began to caress her slick skin. Amazed how good it felt to stroke herself, she wanted to close her eyes and enjoy the feeling. But she didn’t allow it of herself. This pleasure was for Will’s enjoyment, as well as her own and she would share this moment with him.

As if he could hear her thoughts, she watched him glance up from her crotch to her face and winked at her. She smiled in returned with quivering lips.

Her hand became busy in its stimulation. Up and down, she glided her fingers through her warm, creamy juices. She became covered with her own essences as her scent wafted up to her nose. Flicking and swirling around her clit, like Will taught her the other night she felt the muscles in her spine tighten. It felt so incredible. She wondered why she’d never performed the act on herself before during so many years of being unsatisfied. But, looking at the tanned, hazel-eyed compassionate man, she knew why...she’d never been inspired before.

“Do you want to come, Kelli?” Rich, baritone words poured from his mouth like melting chocolate as he captured her gaze.

“Yes...Will.” She was beyond breathless, she panted.

“Then do it. I told you I never wanted you to hold back,” he directed.

“
Yes
, Will,” she gritted out, as her hand moved faster, determined to take her to ecstasy.

She would have thought that Will would have returned his eyes to the activities happening between her thighs, but instead his eyes never wavered from her own. Watching him watch her, it made her eyes sting with the need to cry, to think that maybe this moment meant more to him than just visual stimulation. She dipped two fingers into her needy pussy and stroked as deep as she could reach as her thumb attempted to brush her clit, but she didn’t have the skill for the feat. In frustration, she dropped her other hand down and began to caress her stiff peak between her legs. That did the trick, her body became taut then began to shake as her stomach constricted. She bowed forward into frenzy of blissful ecstasy.

Will caught her in his arms, lifted her hand to his mouth and began licking her milky pussy sap from her fingers. Sucking them between his lips, he swirled his tongue around each coated digit.

“Mmm, delicious and beautiful as always,” he spoke tenderly.

She kissed him, collecting her taste from his mouth, thanking him for his words.

“Lay on your stomach for me,” he said after he broke the kiss, his lips brushing hers.

Dreamy and compliant, she responded, “Yes, Will.” Lying down on her stomach she availed herself to him.

The touch of his hands was both strong and gentle as he caressed the length of her back down to her buttocks and spread her legs. He squeezed and massaged her derriere, making her sex begin to pulse all over again in expectation.

One of his fingers slipped down into her juices, making shivers dance up her spine. As he lifted that same wet finger up between her ass cheeks, she instinctively parted her legs wider. Last night she discovered how sensitive she was in that area and her own enjoyment of being touched there. Will performed the same act several times, causing her to wiggle against the blanket moaning. When she felt his tongue execute the same move, she had to bite down on her lip to keep from screaming, but the vigorous rotation of her hips should have clued Will into how much she relished what he was doing. But she wanted more. She pressed her lips together to keep from calling out to him to put his thick finger inside as he’d done the night prior.

“On your knees, baby,” he commanded.

“Yes, Will.” The words rushed out of her, she was almost pleading, ready to agree to anything if he would squelch the fires of desire blazing between her legs. Inside of her was where she wanted him. Lifting her ass high in the air, she was practically shimming it in front of him, begging him to take her.

The sound of a top popping open grabbed her attention, but before she could turn around to see what it was she felt the slick touch of Will’s hands as he stroked her ass and cunt. Then he dipped low and played with her clit before moving back up, moving the dangling links of the belly chain aside and slid his finger inside of her furrowed entrance. Sparks of delight caused her nipples to tighten and the hairs on her arms and the back of her neck to stand up.

Will pushed his finger deeper, repeatedly fondling her until she was pressing her hips back against his adventurous hand.

“Do you like this?”

She couldn’t deny it. “Yes, Will. I...like it. Very...much.”

His hand continued its pleasuring as another oiled finger entered her, stretching her hole. “Tell me you want me.”

“Yeees, Will. I...want you,” she cried out.

“Here, Kelli baby? Tell me you want me here.” He sounded out of control as his fingers pressed along her sensitive walls. The sound of his zipper being released broke into the quiet sound of the forest.

That knowledge made her even more excited. She wanted him any way she could have him. “Yes, Will...there... fuck me there.”

Will’s fingers left her body, leaving a void until she felt the pressure of the tip of his cock. The initial moment of entrance gave her pause. Made her think she had possibly lost her mind in requesting he perform such a hedonistic act on her. A slight burning sensation began. She was a breath away from telling him to stop, but when he pulled back some then entered further, a lubricated glide, her pussy started to throb and her own juices began running toward her clit and down her thighs.

It was pleasure like she’d never experienced before. Out and in again. She couldn’t help spreading her knees wider and pushing back toward him, but he controlled her movements by his hold on her hips. The urge to scream for him to let her go was on the tip of her tongue.

The fourth stroke finally buried him to the hilt in her ass and made her toes curl.

“Are you okay, Kelli?” His voice quivered. “Do you want me to pull out?”

She shook her head, she was speechless. Taking her hint she heard his sultry rumbling laughter as he began to pump inside of her.

Bucking against the hips that slammed into her ass, she began to cry out, not caring who heard her. Digging her nails into the soil and grass at the edge of the blanket, she repeatedly asked Will to give it to her harder. Give her more.
Don’t stop.

Will fucked her, spanked her firmly with his open hand to her cheeks and caused currents of gratification to shoot into her clit. Her movements became erratic and uncontrollable when he reached underneath her hips and rubbed her clit. She screamed out her release, sending birds screeching off into the distance.

The muscles of her ass clutched and sucked at Will’s cock as she came and he joined her with a roaring orgasm of his own. Heaving and panting, they both collapsed onto the blanket. Lunch forgotten, disregarded and not missed.

Pulling out of her, Will turned her to face him, pushed her sweat slick hair away from her face. “Thank you, sweetheart.”

She wrapped her arms around him, fitting herself tighter against him. “No, Will, thank you. These last few days have been perfect and I don’t want it all to end—”

“Shhh.” He placed his fingers on her lips as his other hand, still slick with her juices, tenderly caressed along the curve of her ass. “Let’s not talk about it being over until we have to.”

Allowing her gaze to rest on his strong features, her heart swelled and she smiled. “Okay.” Laying her head on his chest, she permitted herself to relax as she listened to his calming heartbeat.

After a few minutes, the weather showed up just as she’d predicted. It began to rain, fat droplets of water came down upon them.

“Damn it, I guess you were right.” Will said, as they rose and straightened their clothing. He tossed the small lubricant bottle back in to the picnic basket, then folded the blanket and passed the spread to her.

They stood facing each other for a moment, then began to laugh as the sky opened up and showered down on them. Dashing back toward the cabin, they held hands as they stepped quickly and carefully around branches and rocks.

Twenty minutes later they arrived back at the cabin. “I’ll hang the blanket from the canoe under the porch, you go on up and start us some coffee.”

Kissing him, she said, “Okay. Maybe I’ll make some soup with these sandwiches if they aren’t soggy.”

He swatted her on the butt. “A delicious idea, sweetheart.”

Her ass was still a little sore from all the attention it had received, but she still turned and headed toward the stairs pausing a moment to wiggle it at him temptingly. She heard Will groan as she trotted up the stairs. She was beginning to love him calling her sweetheart and baby. Brett had never given her endearing nicknames. Pushing the thought of Brett out of her head, she entered the cabin.

“There’s my wife. I was beginning to worry when it started to rain.”

Chapter Seven

Live and in blue-eyed, blond-haired color, Brett sat on the couch with his arms spread wide across the back of it. He looked too comfortable and arrogant for words.

“First off, I’m not your wife. You missed that chance when you walked out of the church. Secondly, what in the hell are you doing here?” Walking deeper into the cabin, water dripping from her hair and clothes, she was sure she looked a hot mess, but that didn’t stop her from confronting him.

“What do you mean, what am I doing here? This is our honeymoon suite, and when no one had seen you after the wedding I contacted Patricia to find out how to get here. I knew she’d know,” he answered in a snide tone, still not rising from the couch.

Patricia and Brett had never gotten along. She was amazed her friend had even wasted her breath in giving Brett directions. “Well, now that you’ve seen me, you can go.”

He rose from the couch; she hoped it was to head to the door but she had no such luck. “Listen, Kelli, I came here so we could ta—”

“Sweetheart, I hope the soup is ready because I am star—” Will’s words died on his lips as he came face to face with his old college teammate.

Kelli shifted her gaze from one man to the other. One man whom she had catered to for years and the other whom she’d willingly submit to for life. Before she could say anything Brett exploded.