Reed
Ipaced back and forthin my cabin, hoping Erika was still planning to come over. Things seemed fine with her while we were dancing, but afterwards it felt like she was pulling away from me. Hopefully, it was just her headache. I still didn’t have her phone number so I couldn’t call her.
I breathed a sigh of relief when I heard a soft knock on the door. I’d never been so torn up about a woman before, but then again, no woman had ever felt so important to me before.
I opened the door to find Erika standing there, looking like a vision. She’d washed off her make-up and changed into yoga pants and an oversized tee shirt, but her hair was still up in the fancy updo she’d gotten for the wedding.
“Sorry I’m late, I got caught up in my meditation.”
“No problem.” I walked into the cabin and called over my shoulder, “Do you want something to drink?”
When she didn’t answer, I turned around and caught my breath. Erika had pulled off her pants and shirt and was standing there totally nude. I loved how confident she was in her body. She was all soft curves and lean muscle.
I ripped off my shirt and stalked towards her, backing her up against the wall. As soon as I was close enough, she unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants, letting them fall towards my ankles.
Licking her lips, she slid her little hands into the waistband of my boxers and started stroking my dick. I yanked my underwear down, kicking my clothing behind me, and grabbed her thighs, lifting her up and pressing her against the wall with my body.
She wrapped her legs around my waist. Our mouths met and I kissed her deeply, rolling my rock hard cock against her core.
When we broke for breath Erika gave me a look that was pure need.
“I need you Reed. Now.”
I lined myself up with her channel and pushed in slowly, staring into her eyes the entire time. When I bottomed out inside her, I slid back slowly, almost all the way out, then pushed back in with a hard punch of my hips. I repeated the motion several times, until we were both panting with need.
Erika’s fingernails dug into my shoulders, holding on as I sped up, feeling almost crazy with the need to stake my claim on her. I lowered my head and sucked on the skin of her shoulder.
One of her hands slid between us, plucking her clit, and then I felt Erika’s body tighten around me as her orgasm rolled through her body.
“Reed!”
Her eyes screwed up tight as she shook against the wall. I pumped into her a few more times until I felt the tingling at the base of my spine.
“I’m coming,” I grunted just as I released my seed inside her.
I dropped my head to the crook of her neck, breathing heavily as my body recovered. When I finally stepped back, Erika lowered her feet to the floor and gave me a quick peck on the lips.
“Two points for not injuring either of us there,” she said.
“I noticed that you haven’t gotten hurt since we started sleeping together,” I pointed out. “I think my cock is magic.”
She rolled her eyes and headed towards the bathroom to clean up. When she returned I was sitting on the bed, leaning against the headboard. I patted the space next to me and she settled in next to me. I wrapped my arm around her and kissed the top of her head.
“It was a good day.”
“Yes, the wedding was beautiful,” she said. “I’m so glad I was invited.”
It wasn’t the first time she’d expressed this sense that her relationship with her daughter was tenuous, or that she was surprised to be included in the festivities.
“Of course you got invited,” I told her. “April loves you. And you’re the one she went to when she was having doubts this morning, right? Not her father, not her stepmother, not Renee, but you. That means something, doesn’t it?”
Erika nodded, her expression contemplative.
“You don’t have to do penance forever,” I told her, referencing our conversation earlier. “Your family has forgiven you. The question is, when are you going to forgive yourself?”
“Hmm, maybe you’re right.”