Hey! Thanks so much for all the wonderful reviews! I'm sorry I haven't gotten around to answer to everyone, but I do read them and I'm thrilled! I'm so glad you are all so involved in my little story! I love you all so much! Also, BIG thanks to my dear Keri! I love you, hon!
I wanted to simply put in a "NSFW" note, but Keri said to make it sound like "Hubby, BF, or BOB required after reading". It was a joke, but it sure fits. hehe You've been warned: Not Safe For Work!
Disclaimer - CH owns the characters, but I have more fun with them.
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Boy you know you make me float
Boy you really get me high
I feel like I'm on dope
Cause you
You serve me on a regular
Boy we need to tie this rope
Before we drift any deeper
There now hold me close
Boy let's take this overboard now
I want you to
(rock the boat)
Rock the boat,
Rock the boat, rock the boat
(work it in the middle)
Work the middle, work the middle
Work the middle,
(change positions for me)
Change positions, new positions
New positions, new positions
(now stroke it baby)
Stroke it for me, stroke it for me
Stroke it for me,
Ooooh baby I love your stroke
Cause you, cause you get me to where I'm going
In a jury you'll get my vote
Cause I believe, I believe you know just what you doing now
Baby now we can coast
Just don't get in a hurry
That's too slow
Go ahead and put that thing in over drive
I want you to
(rock the boat)
Rock the boat, rock the boat
Rock the boat,
(work it in the middle)
Work the middle, work the middle
Work the middle, work the middle
(change positions for me)
Change positions, new positions
New positions, new positions
(now stroke it baby)
Stroke it for me,
Stroke it for me, stroke it for me, stroke it for me
Stroke it for me, Mmm
Stroke it baby, Stroke it baby
Mmmm, Work it baby, Work it baby
Oooh Stroke It
There is somethin' I want you to do
I need you to use yourself
Like you never ever used to do before
To explore my body
Until you reach the shore
You'll be calling, calling for more
(rock the boat)
Rock the boat,
Rock the boat, rock the boat
(work it in the middle)
Work the middle,
Work the middle, work the middle
(change positions for me)
Change positions, new positions
New positions, new positions
(now stroke it baby)
Stroke it for me,
Stroke it for me, stroke it for me
(Aaliyah – Rock the Boat)
His hand trailed softly up my ribs, pushing the fabric as his fingers advanced. His lips were at my ear, his tongue sneaking out and licking the outer shell, starting with my lobe. I shivered slightly and pushed my body into his.
His morning wood pressed deliciously against my ass and I wiggled to settle him between my cheeks. He groaned into my neck and his hand fell forward and encircled my torso, bringing my body even closer to his.
His big hands reached up for my breasts, tentatively at first, but when I didn't oppose, his ministrations became more intense. He tweaked my nipples and massaged my flesh, and I couldn't help the moan that escaped my mouth.
"Eric," I breathed out, and moved to turn on my back.
He allowed me the space to do so, only so he could capture my mouth in a kiss. His lips were gentle at first, moving slowly, languidly against my own. My hand went behind his neck and pulled his face closer to mine. His tongue entered my mouth and I arched my body into his, loving all these feelings he was awakening inside me.
His hold tightened on my breast, and soon his hand found the strap on my tank top and pulled it down. My right breast jumped out in greeting, filling his eager hand. I moaned and pulled away from the kiss to breathe and his mouth found another place to be. His lips closed around my hardened nipple, and I let out a gasp of pleasure.
My hands raked his body, loving the feel of his muscles contracting where I touched him, goose bumps rising in my wake. I lowered my hands, found the edge of his wifebeater and pulled, demanding he take it off.
I could never get enough of how beautiful he was. His skin still kept some of the summer tan and it looked particularly delicious stretched around his abs. I trailed each and every inch of his torso as he watched me, hunger in his eyes.
I turned on my side and hooked a leg around his hip, pulling his body closer to mine. One of his own legs came between my own, his thigh making contact with my pussy. To say I was wet was an understatement.
He leaned forward and captured my lips once more, his hand finding its way under my top, painting trails on my back.
"Oh, God!" I moaned out when his lips found my neck. I arched my back, wanting to feel our bodies welded together. I saw stars when my aroused nipple made contact with his skin, and I felt like I couldn't get enough of him.
I was rubbing my pussy up and down his thigh, and whenever my pubic bone made contact with his hard-on, I felt him shiver slightly.
His hand founds its way into my hair, and he pulled me into a kiss as he pushed my body into the couch. His body rolled over mine and my knees parted on themselves, making room for him.
The neighbors might have heard the moan that left our throats when his dick touched my wet heat. He pressed into me and deepened our kiss, both his hands encompassing my head, like he wanted to make sure I wasn't going anywhere. My legs wrapped around his own, bringing our sexes closer together.
His right hand lowered to my neck and traveled lightly to my shoulder where he grabbed my strap and yanked it down, releasing my left breast. He grabbed it, weighting it in his hand and let out a moan as he ground himself against me.
Eric raised himself off me and settled into a kneeling position, his eyes trained on my face. He lowered his gaze slowly to my tits and his hand went to his cock, giving it a squeeze. I bit my lip, wanting to do that myself, and his eyes darted to my mouth.
"Don't. It's mine to bite," he said as he pulled my hand to sit forward. His mouth found mine and his hands found the edge of my tank, pulling it off of me. He hugged me tightly and settled me back into the couch. His teeth bit gently on my lip as he kissed me hungrily and my nails dug into his naked back.
He kissed my neck and I was sure he was going to leave a bruise, but I couldn't find myself to care. My hands traveled down his back and found the ass that I had been dreaming of. He propped himself on an elbow and his left hand trailed my side. I pushed him backwards and he obliged me. When he was on his side, I continued to push him until he was lying on his back. His eyes got a bit darker when he realized what I wanted to do. I threw my leg over him and climbed on top. I let out a moan as our sexes connected and I ground myself against him, moving involuntary up and down his shaft.
His hands found my naked breasts, and I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feel of his ministrations. He alternated between feather-light touches and determined pulls, between drawing the contour of my twins and twisting on my nipples. I was a trembling mass before he sat upright and enveloped my body into his arms. He hugged me to him, our bodies flush against each other and he kissed me like there was no tomorrow. His tongue did marvelous things to my own, and I couldn't help but think at other things that his tongue could be a genius at. His hands traveled down my body until he finally cupped my ass. I let out a moan and ground myself against him more. I was panting as he started kneading my ass cheeks, and he pressed me more into his erection. I wanted nothing more than for our clothes to disappear, but I would let him take this at whatever speed he wanted, as I was putty in his hands.
His fingers slipped beneath the elastic of my shorts and my feet tightened around his back. He caressed my skin and I felt like I was on fire. He cupped my ass, lifted me, and moved to gather his feet under himself. He leaned me backwards into the couch.
He kissed my breasts once he was on top of me and his touch drove me crazy with want. He settled on his side beside me and his palm spread over my belly. His touch inched lower and lower as his lips found mine again.
He stopped as his fingers reached just under the elastic of my shorts and his eyes met mine as he interrupted the kiss. He held my gaze and I could see the question in his look, along with want, passion... and love?
I lifted my hips slightly into his touch, granting him permission, and he groaned as he resumed our kiss. His fingers delved inside my pants, under my underwear and teased my sex with light touches. I raised my hips once again as his fingertips slipped between my lips. I gasped as he trailed his way up to my clit and pressed.
"So wet," he whispered.
"For you," I replied, and ground against his touch, begging for the friction. I was so close it drove me crazy.
"Mine," he growled into my ear as he attacked my neck with his lips and tongue and teeth. His fingers danced circles around my clit, using the perfect pressure on it. He would occasionally change the pressure he used or the direction, watching and listening for my reaction, I was sure. I had no idea if he was learning anything as I was reacting like a bitch in heat to his ministrations.
"Oh, Eric!" I breathed out as my breathing became more labored.
"Yes!" he hissed and his tongue attacked my nipples.
His fingers on my pussy, his tongue on my nipple, and his whiskers pressing in my breast pushed me over the edge. I arched my back and closed my eyes tightly as I fell apart under his touch. Two of his fingers found their way inside me and he curled them upwards, rubbing on that spot inside of me that unleashed another set of fireworks.
I yelled my release out and clutched for his shoulders like my life depended on it.
A smug smile was spread on his face once I opened my eyes.
"You're so beautiful when you cum…" he said. "I've imagined it numerous times, but they never did you justice."
He kissed me then and I kissed him back, pouring all my feelings into it. No one had made me cum like that. Ever.
As the kiss intensified, his fingers started stroking me again and my own hand found its way to the waistband of his shorts. Our eyes opened as my fingers slipped inside his pants and we both groaned when I touched him. He had gone commando and it was one of the hottest things. My hand encircled his length and I pumped him slowly. His hips started moving in unison with my actions and his fingers took the same rhythm inside me.
"Eric, stop," I told him, before my mind got hazy again.
He froze and his eyes shot open again. I shook my hips so he'd retract his hand and I let go of his cock. A look of disappointment flashed over his features when I got off the couch. I smiled at him in reassurance and hooked my thumbs in my shorts and slipped them off of me, letting them pool at my feet.
"Lay back," I said softly and he did as I said.
I settled between his legs and leaned forward to kiss his lips. He wanted to keep me there, but I had other plans. I raised myself and trailed my hands down his torso until I reached his pants. I looked him in the eyes as my fingers went under his band and started pulling it down slowly. He lifted his hips and allowed me to undress him.
I gasped when his erection sprang up. I had felt it, sure, I had even seen him naked, the previous night, but he hadn't been fully up like he was now.
He smirked a little at my reaction, but said nothing. I reached my hand forward and grabbed him. I squeezed when my hand encircled him and his eyes rolled into the back of his head. I pumped him a few times, and I bent forward to lick the little bead that had formed on top of his penis. His hips jerked forward and his eyes shot open. It was my time to smirk.
I licked around his head before plunging him inside my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down, making sure to lave him with my tongue. I enjoyed every moan and gasp and groan that escaped his throat. Soon I felt his hand on my hair and I let out a moan of myself. However, he did not guide me as I expected him to, but stopped me from what I was doing.
Our eyes met and he motioned for me to turn around. As soon as my ass was in his reach, he grabbed my hips and planted them above his head. I resumed blowing him, and anxiously waited for his actions.
His fingers trailed my pussy and he encircled my waist with his other hand, bringing my sex closer to his face. His tongue replaced his fingers, wetting even more the material of my panties, and I couldn't suppress the moan I let out around his cock.
He pulled my panties to my side and tasted me. He felt like heaven on my heated skin.
"So beautiful," he murmured and he blew a breath over my pussy.
I moaned and jerked my hips, looking for friction. He didn't need to be asked twice and his tongue started dancing on my skin, circling my clit and occasionally flicking across it and then darting to my hole. Two of his fingers found their way back inside me and he started pumping me as well as licking me. He was making it difficult for me to think straight and keep doing what I was doing. Soon he had me shaking and gasping for breath. I came again when he bit gently on my clit. I screamed around his cock and he kept pumping me through my release.
As I was catching my breath, he cleaned me up of my juiced and kissed my thigh.
"So sweet, Sookie," he said into my skin.
He moved me around and hugged my body to his.
I clutched for his shoulders and kissed him. I tasted myself on his lips and that made me even hornier. What was wrong with me? I had come twice and I still couldn't get enough of him.
I pulled him on top of me, and he settled between my legs.
"Sookie, if you want me to stop, tell me now," he spoke into my neck as he kissed me there.
"No! Please don't stop, Eric! Don't stop!" I begged him. I felt like I would die if I didn't feel him inside me soon.
He got off of me and kneeled between my legs. His fingers hooked in the sides of my panties and I lifted my hips as he rolled them off of me.
"You're so beautiful, Lover," he said and I felt a blush sweep over my entire body.
"You're very handsome yourself, Eric," I told him honestly, and hooked my leg behind his thigh, pulling him forward. He complied, settling over me again.
"Do you want me, Sookie?"
"Yes. Make me yours," I breathed out, and leaned forward to kiss him.
He kissed me back and positioned at my entrance. I arched my back and moaned; feeling him there was so overwhelming.
He pushed in slightly and I clutched for his shoulders. He stopped and looked at me, worry written over his features. I shook my head and he continued to push into me. He was stretching me so deliciously. He pulled back slightly and pushed back in, earning another inch inside of me. I opened my legs further to allow him in and he slipped all the way to the hilt, gliding with ease.
We both moaned and I pulled him flush to my body. He kissed my chest and then found my lips. He started moving slowly inside me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he started moving with more purpose.
"Oh, Jesus," I half yelled as he hit that spot inside me.
He lifted himself off of me and changed the angle, making sure he made me tremble with every thrust.
Suddenly he was out of me and he was pushing me on my side and getting behind me. He lifted my leg and slid his dick between my lower lips, thrusting into my clit.
"You like that?" he breathed into my neck.
"Yes. Please," was all I needed to say before he positioned himself at my entrance and pushed in.
His arm encircled me and brought my back flush to his chest. My leg was on his raised one and he thrust slow and hard. His other hand made its way from under me and cupped my breasts, while the one that was hugging me moved lower and started working my clit.
His lips were on my neck and I forced my head so I could kiss him.
He captured my mouth and his tongue darted inside, claiming my own. I screamed out as his movements quickened, his dick pumping inside me with great speed, his fingers working me until I thought I'd explode.
"Cum for me, Lover," he commanded, and I did as he asked.
I thrashed in his arms with the power of my orgasm, jolts of electricity running through me. My pussy tightened around him violently, and he grunted with his own release.
"Sookie," he said, and I mumbled a reply.
"Sookie," he repeated, and once again, my intelligent reply was "mmm".
"Sookie." He nudged me from behind.
I opened my eyes, and there was Eric. He was fully dressed and that confused me, until I looked at my own body and noticed that I, too, was clothed.
His eyes were tormented and there was hunger written there. His grip on my hip was vice-like and I could feel something wet behind me.
Oh Shit!
"You were… dreaming," he said and gulped. "You were moaning my name, and panting, and then you started cumming in your sleep. Your ass kept grinding into me, and I lost it. I'm sorry, Sookie," he said, and I turned beet red. He thought I was upset he had cum behind me.
"Oh God, I'm so, so, so, so, sorry, Eric!" I cried, and bolted up, running up the stairs to my bedroom. If I could hide there until the world ended, that would be perfect.
"Sookie, wait!" he yelled after me, and before I even reached my room he was there.
He grabbed me and pinned me to the wall.
"Why are you running?" he asked.
"Because that was completely inappropriate. I'm sorry. I don't know what got over me. The kisses yesterday, and seeing you naked probably hit something off inside me. Oh, I'm so embarrassed," I said and hid my face in my hands.
"Why would you call it inappropriate? What were you dreaming of?"
I lowered my hands and found mischief in his eyes, but also something more.
"You," I said simply and he groaned.
"What about me?"
"You know what," I admonished him.
"Tell me," he pressed and I decided to have a little fun.
"I dreamt of you, over me, behind me, in me. You were everywhere, your touch was driving me crazy. You made me feel like I had never felt before in my entire life," I replied.
He gulped, and closed his eyes for a second.
"We're together now, Sookie, right?"
"Yes." I didn't need to think about it. I didn't just jump into relationships.
"Well then, nothing's inappropriate. I must confess I've dreamt about you for a number of times. I'd be hurt if you didn't," he smiled at me and winked, letting me know he was joking.
"I don't want to just jump into bed with you, you know? I don't want you to be my rebound sex. I don't want you to be my rebound anything," I told him, praying he'd understand.
"Trust me, that's the last thing I ever want. I will not deny I want you, and that I've wanted you for a long time, but I will wait however long it takes, ok? I will not push you into anything you don't want, or you're not ready for. I care too much about you for that, ok?"
I looked at him and knew that he was speaking the truth. We weren't just some hook-up. It might have been fast after ending my relationship with Bill, but really, we've been circling around each other for years. I knew, deep down inside, that I liked him more than it was normal to like a friend, but I never wanted to admit it because I was afraid he'd reject me. Now, there was nothing standing between us.
I nodded my response, and he smiled at me.
"I promise you one thing, though," he said and pressed his body into mine, wet spot included. "Whenever you are ready, I will make all your dreams come true," he added with passion in his voice, and I knew he was certainly telling the truth.
His hand cupped my face and he kissed me, pinning me to the wall. He kissed me tenderly and passionately. He was telling me, through that kiss, things he could not put in words. Yet.
*The author tiptoed out of the room, hoping no one saw her. She stuck a paper to the door before she slipped out.
The note read "Leave me some love! Don't hate me too much!
xoxo Gaby"*