Landslide (16 page)

Holding her cheek in my hand, I brought my lips to hers. It started out slow and soft, but became more urgent with each movement of our lips and sweep of our tongues. Her hand was inside my shirt, and one of mine had slid into the back of her dress and was cupping her ass. She leaned back and moaned, giving me full access to her neck and the ample cleavage that spilled from her dress.

I kissed my way down, but as much as I wanted to tear the material from her body and ravage her right there, the wind was strong and—like I’d said earlier—my girl deserved better. I wanted to show her physically how much I loved her, with nothing between us.

“I know I told you I’ve been with lots of women, but I’ve only had sex without a condom once when I was sixteen. It was my first time.” Her
eyes went wide. “And it’s okay if you don’t want to,” I continued, “but you said you were on birth control…and well…”

“Yes.”

“Yes?” I asked, my cock jumping at what I thought I just heard.

“Yes,” she giggled.

Lifting her into my arms, I carried her inside, not stopping until we’d hit my room. Laying her in the center of the bed, I took a moment to appreciate her beauty. As I kicked off my shoes, she slid to the edge of the bed and sat up. Her fingers moved to the buttons of my shirt, and though they trembled, she managed to work her way down until it was opened wide. Her breath hitched when she pushed it off my shoulders and it landed next to my shoes on the floor. I pulled my undershirt off as she switched to my belt. For a moment, I was afraid I was going to come when her knuckles brushed my stiff cock. I regretted not masturbating earlier while she was getting ready, as the thought had crossed my mind.

I
stepped out of my pants when they fell to the floor and quickly peeled off my socks, leaving myself standing there in just underwear.

Her hand trailed down my chest, over my abs, and to the waistband of my boxer briefs. It was evident that I was aroused, as the tip of my cock was nearly poking out of the elastic holding them up.

Before she could remove them, I stepped away from her, and to the foot of the bed. After slipping off first one then the other sexy shoe, I pulled her to her feet so I could take off her dress. She turned around for me, and I fumbled with the complicated back. I had no idea how the hell she got it on. Finally, when I lowered the zipper, the dress fell to the floor.

Her back was to me, but she wasn’t wearing a bra. She wasn’t wearing pantyhose either. All that was left on her body was a pair of black stockings and a small piece of fabric that she called underwear. I could tell from where I stood that they were soaked. As hot as they both were, I wanted them off. I wanted it to be just us, completely bare, as we’d just bared our souls to each other.

Like her, I had no idea where this was going, but for tonight, all that I knew was that we loved each other.

Kneeling down, I removed both the stockings and then the panties. She turned to look at me, hands at her side, desire in her eyes. “You look heavenly,” I whispered, finally able to express myself; even then, the word didn’t seem to be enough. Her hands reached forward and lowered my underwear so that we were both standing there nude.

“I want you,” she said in a tone that nearly had me coming without even touching her.

“I want you, too,” I gulped, stepping closer for a kiss. The message our bodies sent to each other as our lips met, was the same message we’d been sending all day.
I love you. I want you. I need you.

Now was the time to fulfill our need. Lifting her up, I placed her back on the bed and covered her body with mine. I kissed her lips and neck and then made my way down to her breast.

The warmth of her thigh pressed against my cock had me groaning. I thought again about what she’d said concerning birth control.

“Mmmmm, Max, please,” she begged.

“Are you sure?” I asked, pressing my cock against her wetness.

“Yes.”

“I love you,” I whispered, professing my love as I entered her. With one hand in her hair and the other brushing her cheek, her warmth engulfed my cock.

“I love you, too,” she sighed, running her hands down my back and settling on my ass.

It had been nearly twenty years since I’d had my dick inside a woman without a condom; I’d forgotten how good it felt. I also realized quickly why I’d come in less than two minutes when I was sixteen. The sensation was too much. I felt like I’d spent my entire life taking a shower while wearing a raincoat, and now it felt like I’d just taken it off and slid into a perfect jacuzzi.

I started to slow down, trying to adjust to the sensation, but Kenzie wanted no part of it.

“Fuck, Kenzie,” I pleaded when she dug her nails into my ass and pulled me toward her.

“Feels so good,” she moaned. “Make love to me.”

Each thrust was slow and deliberate. I whispered words of love into her ear as I entered her body over and over. “I love you. I love you.”

She returned my words, her hands gently caressing my body. She was so warm and wet; I had no idea how much the condom deadened the sensation until I was able to fully feel her heat and wetness around me. All too soon, I felt the tingling in my balls that meant my release was near. We’d only been making love for a few minutes, so I tried to slow down or think of something else.

“What’s wrong,” Kenzie moaned, and it wasn’t until then that I realized just how close she was to her orgasm, as well.

“I’m too excited…feels too good…” I said through clenched teeth, though my body was still thrusting as if on autopilot.

“Please don’t stop, I’m…I’m…” and I knew exactly what she was, because I felt her walls grab hold of my cock, a sensation I’d never felt before without a condom. It was way too much, and it sent me over the edge. With one hand still in her hair, I grabbed her hip with the other and thrust hard and deep. Burying myself as far inside of her as humanly possible, and for the first time ever, I emptied myself into a woman. And it wasn’t just any woman; it was the woman I loved.

“Kenzie,” I started to apologize for how quickly I’d come. It was embarrassing, really.

“That was so amazing,” she giggled. “I’ve um, never, uh…well that was the first time I’ve ever had sex without a condom.” I was shocked by her words. “I felt it. I felt
you
when you came. It was incredible.”

I couldn’t help the smile that spread across my face.

“I’m sorry that I came so fast. It’s just that you have no idea how good you feel. I’ve never come that fast in my life, but then again, I’ve never felt anything that wonderful.”

“Really?”
Now it was her turn to smile from ear to ear.

“Yes, really. You were the first…the
only
woman who I’ve felt come on my cock.” I kissed her neck. “I’m sorry it’s over, but on the bright side,” I said, kissing her ear and then whispering into it, “I’m ready again.”

I pulled back and thrust into her hard. Her pussy was beyond wet as I entered her over and over again. She lifted her hips to meet me thrust for thrust.

She’d never done that before when she was wearing my Daddy’s Little Girl necklace, but now she was Kenzie, and apparently she was a firecracker in bed. Maybe it was the look in her eyes or the sounds she was making, but it was beyond hot.

I pounded into her. It was still
lovemaking, but it was raw and passionate. Her back arched and she clawed at my arms as I put one of her legs over my shoulder.

In a matter of minutes, she was screaming out her orgasm. “So beautiful,” I said, pulling out of her and rolling onto my back. I was shocked at the large puddle that had formed under where she had been lying.

Pulling her on top of me, I attacked her breasts with my mouth. She rocked her hips and rode on me as she had done in the past when she’d been on top, but unlike those times, she tucked her feet under herself and began bouncing up and down on my cock.

Her tits—her beyond
amazing
tits—were bouncing, as well. I couldn’t keep hold of them with my mouth, but my hands were more than eager to hang on for the ride. All too soon, or maybe not soon enough, she spun around and began riding me in reverse. “Mmmmm, Max,” she moaned as she continued to bounce on my cock.

“Your body is so perfect,” I groaned, grabbing hold of her ass cheeks. I had an all too perfect view of her tiny puckered hole. I knew I wasn’t going to fuck it tonight, but I sure could tease the hell out of it. Running my finger around the rim had her stilling almost instantly. At first I thought I’d done something wrong until I heard the low rumble that came from her body, accompanied by the tight squeezing of my cock.
 

After sighing in contentment, she turned back around and leaned forward to kiss me. I felt her wetness flowing from her, but this time I felt
all
of it.

Rolling her onto her back again, I pinned both of her legs behind her ears and claimed her body once more. This time was different. I was able to enjoy the sensations to the fullest, and quite some time later, after I’d brought her to another glorious orgasm, I found my own release, coming deep within her body yet again. I knew she was on birth control, but just for that moment, I allowed myself to pretend we were creating a child together.

“I. Love. You,” I said, each thrust releasing myself into her. When I was spent, I slid off and lay next to her in bed.

“That was incredible,” she murmured, tracing the lines of my abs.

“Words can’t even begin to describe it,” I agreed, rubbing the pad of my thumb over her nipple.

We kissed again for a long time. My eyelids eventually felt heavy, and I wondered if she was getting tired, too. It had been the most amazing day and night of my life, and as much as I didn’t want it to end, I wanted to give in to the feeling of contentment and peace I was feeling.

“Kenzie, do you want to take a shower before bed?” I knew she would have to; the product of our lovemaking was still flowing from her and creating a puddle that was twice the size of the one that had been on the bed earlier.

“Mmmmm, a shower would be nice,” she said dreamily. “Join me?”

I couldn’t imagine saying no to her under any circumstance, but an invitation to shower together…incredible.

It was better than incredible, actually. We took turns washing each other’s body, and when she dropped to her knees in the shower, I thought I was in heaven. I didn’t come in her mouth, but I did come into her swollen pussy what felt like an hour later while we were still in the shower.

Giving her a minute of privacy to clean up once again, I stepped from the tile enclosure and grabbed a pile of towels and the hotel robe.

When I saw the bed, I knew that we wouldn’t be able to sleep in it. I wanted to call the hotel and ask them to come change our sheets, but I didn’t want the attention. On a hunch, I headed out into the sitting room and opened the top drawer of a cabinet near the couch. To my relief, there was a pile of sheets and blankets meant for the fold out couch.

I was just finishing up with making the bed when she came out. Her hair hung in wet strands around her face. She had no makeup on, and she couldn’t have looked more perfect. A towel was wrapped around her body.

She smiled at the changed sheets. “Um, do you mind?” she asked, picking up the blue T-shirt she’d chosen for me at the shop. I’d worn it all day, so I had it on the dresser to be washed.

I loved that she turned around before she dropped the towel and slipped the shirt over her head. It was a man’s T-shirt, and it just hung over her body, but somehow she looked sexy as hell. There were hundreds of models in Paris, and thousands of pieces of lingerie, and I had the sexiest looking woman in the entire city in my room, crawling into my bed.

I dropped my towel and climbed in next to her. My already perfect day became even better when she scooted over to me and put her head on my chest. I slid one hand up under the shirt she was wearing and rested it on her thigh while stroking her hair with the other.

My last thoughts were of her as I fell asleep, and they were my first thoughts when I woke up. In my defense, her bare ass pressed up against my cock really didn’t leave me room to think of anything else. She moved as she began to wake, grinding herself into me.

“Fuck, Kenzie. I’m not going to be able to control myself if you don’t stop.”

She giggled and wiggled her ass again.

“Oh, really?” I playfully bit the back of her neck as I thrust two fingers into her tight body. I really hadn’t expected her to be all that wet, but she was drenched.

“Are you sore?” As much as I wanted to make love to her, I didn’t want to hurt her.

“Not really,” she said, pressing into me harder. “It could use a few kisses, though,” she giggled.

I needed no further invitation. After an hour of dining on each other and slowly making love, I held her in my arms, feeling completely satiated. The only exception was the rumbling in my stomach. Making love to a woman four times in twelve hours took a lot out of you.

After looking in the little book on the nightstand, I picked up the phone and dialed.

“Yes, I’d like to order room service.” I paused a moment as the man asked what he could get me. “I’ll have a stack of pancakes, a waffle, half a dozen eggs, scrambled, some croissants, and a fruit plate.” I turned to Kenzie. “Would you like anything?” She giggled and shook her head.