Thirteen Years Earlier
Iwalked back to ourlounge chairs. Felice had decided to join the group at the last minute and so she and the guys were all off playing beach volleyball with a bunch of people they had met earlier that morning when we had arrived at the resort. I set our drinks on the table between our chairs, and I peeked at Hope, who was lounging with her eyes closed.
My eyes rolled up her body. She wore a white bikini that set off the tan of her skin. I took in the soft curves of her body, and when my eyes hit her breasts, I could see the outline of her nipples through the top. We hadn’t had time to be with one another again before leaving, and I was dying to feel her again. I had loved hearing her moan my name as I sunk into her.
She rolled onto her front, propping her cute little ass into the air. I couldn’t help but look. I wished we were the only ones by the pool. I wanted to run my hands over that cute ass. “I’m just going to jump in the pool to cool off,” I said and took off toward the edge. I wasn’t even hot, but I needed to calm my throbbing cock, and the more I stood watching her, the worse it was getting.
After dinner we had grabbed a couple late drinks at the bar. A bunch of us were still sitting in the lobby, laughing and talking. I was in the middle of a story when I felt Hope’s hand dance along the back of my neck. I looked down into her eyes. They were filled with a longing that needed to be satisfied.
“Guys, I think you’ll have to excuse us. We’re going to turn in,” I said to the group, winking at Hope. I caught a look of jealousy from Felice as I grabbed Hope’s hand, pulling her with me.
The warm air blew over us as we walked hand in hand in silence to our room. I slid the key card into the lock. Once inside, I leaned against the corner of the wall and watched as Hope went around to the end of the bed and slipped out of the little white sweater she wore. She ran her hand along the bottom of the king size bed and looked up at me innocently.
“Something wrong?” I questioned.
“There’s only one bed. I meant to mention it to you earlier.”
“Is that a problem? You don’t want to sleep with me?” I asked, watching as a soft smile formed on her lips. “What is it?”
She shook her head, not saying anything. She turned that beautiful face away from me and opened her bag, pulling out her shorts and a tank top. I pushed off the wall and walked up behind her, wrapping my arms around her and pulling her against me. “What are you doing?”
“Getting ready for bed,” she answered, running her hands along my forearms.
“I don’t think you’ll be needing these,” I whispered in her ear, taking the clothes from her hands as I ran my tongue along the rim of her ear and took her lobe in between my lips. She inhaled deeply, closing her eyes and tilting her head to the side. I studied the creamy flesh of her neck before I placed my lips on her skin. “You sure you want to go to sleep?”
She shrugged her shoulder. I didn’t expect her to answer. We had only been together once, and to be honest, I had gone so easy on her, I didn’t expect her to want to do it again. Keeping her in my arms, I walked around in front of her and pressed my lips against hers. “Lie back.”
Hope
I slowly backedup until the backs of my knees hit the edge of the bed. I could see a burning in his eyes and this take-charge look. I sat down on the bed, placing my hands at my sides, and looked up at him.
“Lie back, Hope.” This time the command was stronger than before.
A funny flutter hit my stomach. I could feel the sex pouring off him already. He pushed me back, and I had no choice but to lie down. His hands left my shoulders and ran down my chest, his forefingers and thumbs lightly pinching my nipples through my top. I closed my eyes and bit my bottom lip as his hands continued to trail down to my waist. “Take this off,” he commanded, tugging on my shirt.
I reached up and opened the buttons down the front, slipping out of the shirt and letting it lay beneath me. “And the bra.” His eyes were piercing into me, demanding. This was a Carter I didn’t know, but the feelings my body was giving off told me that I liked this side of him.
I watched as he pulled his shirt off and I lay staring up at his hard chest, muscles rippling. “Can we shut the light off?”
He chuckled, “Nope, I want to see every inch of you. Take it off.”
My face went red as I brought my hand up to the clasp between my breasts. Anytime we had fooled around in the past, when we dated, it had always been in the dark. Even a few nights ago, it had been dark. He had never seen me in the light, and suddenly I was afraid he wouldn’t like me. He leaned over me, his hands on either side of my head, and studied my eyes. “Take it off,” he growled.
I pinched the clasp between my fingers and felt a cold rush of air against my breasts as the material from my bra fell away. My face was on fire as his eyes left mine and traveled down my chest. He leaned down and ran his tongue over my hardened nipple, his eyes meeting mine again.
His hand reached down between my legs, his fingers dancing over the material of my jeans. “Take these off.”
He stood up and let his shorts drop to the floor. I could see the outline of his hard cock through his boxers. I undid the button on my pants and slid them off. Then I lay back against the bed and again he leaned over me, giving both of my nipples a little lick but not taking them into his mouth as I secretly hoped he would. He kissed his way down my stomach. Every kiss I felt myself flinch. I was throbbing and was already soaked, and he had barely touched me. He knelt onto the floor and threw my legs over his shoulders.
“Do you want to feel what it’s like to be kissed here?” His fingers danced over my wet panties.
I closed my eyes and arched my back as he continued to tease me through my panties.
“Answer me. Tell me what you want,” he said, pressing his thumb onto my throbbing clit.
“Yes.”
“Yes what? You want to know what it feels like to be licked and sucked?”