Her brown depths shimmered, stealing my breath away. I sensed she knew how much this meant to me.
“I’d be honored.”
35
Tara
I LOVE IT here. Didn’t want to leave the magic of Southern California. Days before New Year’s, it was sunny. Not fifteen below zero. No dull skies. Just surf and sun.
The fresh ocean breeze blew into our room through the open sliding door. It was a bit cold at this time in the morning, but I enjoyed the sounds and smells of the Pacific during sex.
“Can we stay forever?”
Hero laughed as he thrust into me. The brutal crashing waves competed with the sound of his grunts. “Whatever you want, baby.” He lowered his mouth to my nipple, sucking on it as he fucked.
“Maybe we can plan an annual trip around this time of year.” I arched my back, pushing my tit into his hungry mouth. “You know, escape the cold back home.”
“Sounds good.” His teeth gently clamped around my bud.
“I love you, Hero.”
His head lifted. “Fuck, Roja, I love you too.”
Looping my arms around his neck, I reeled those perfect, puffy lips of his to mine. Our tongues twisted leisurely. Bodies moving harmoniously as we made love.
We were so damn good together, both in and out of bed.
We understood each other on an emotional level. Had similar moods and sexual appetites. We respected the other’s broken pieces, never trying to fix them, but loving the scars that made us who we were.
There was nobody on the planet better for me than my Hero.
“I’m close, Roja. You?” His grunting rose several octaves. My man could be louder than me when we fucked.
I dragged my fingers over his round bottom. “Getting there. Don’t come yet.”
“Jesus, woman. What are you? A machine?” He amped up his speed, deepening his thrusts to hit my G-spot.
“Maybe,” I mewled. “There, that’s it!”
My finger slipped between his butt cheeks. He jerked just the way I wanted as I pressed the tip of my middle finger into his tight hole. He drove his cock deep inside me, cursing my name in Spanish.
I detonated on the spot. He followed a second later.
“Mi vida, it’s always when I’m so far gone that you stick me in the ass. I’m never prepared,” he gasped, drawing air into his lungs after his climax. He put his forehead to mine. “Must you be so fucking wicked?”
I tittered, massaging his hole, enjoying how his pretty pecker twitched in my pussy.
“I can stop if you’d like.”
“Fuck no. I’ve never come so fucking hard until you started doing that. You know I’m just giving you shit.” He dropped a kiss on my lips.
“I know. Shall we get up and you know…”
I was a little nervous about today. We’d been in sunny SoCal for eight days, doing all the touristy stuff and hitting the beach. Hero had put off going to the cemetery, worried it would put him in a dark place.
I didn’t push him, trusting he’d take me when he was ready. Today was the last day. We were leaving this glorious state to return to the frozen tundra.
My guy couldn’t put it off anymore. I hoped he didn’t change his mind.