Page 75 of Love Bank
I wiped my mouth, finding I’d drooled a bit in my enthusiasm. Bain didn’t seem to mind at all. He hauled me up under my armpits and crushed his lips to mine in a messy kiss. As much as I’d tried to consume his cock, he consumed my mouth, feasting on me until we had to break apart and suck in air in shaky gasps.
He nudged his cock to my entrance, stroking up and down my slit, spreading moisture and ratcheting up my desire to fever levels. When I couldn’t take any more, I lowered down onto him, slowly filling myself until I was pleasantly stretched. My eyes rolled back in my head at the heady sensation. He sighed my name in my ear when he was fully seated in me.
The mood changed from frenzy to lazy the second we joined. Just the touch of the other soothed the frantic nature of our want. We were here, we were together, we had all the time in the world.
Bain’s hands traveled up my thighs, skimmed my sides, and settled on my breasts, plucking at my nipples and expertly skating that fine line of pleasure versus pain. I started fidgeting on his lap, needing movement like I needed oxygen. His hands abandoned my breasts to grip my hips in a firm grasp. Bain’s strong arms lifted me up and guided the fall.
I fluttered a hand down, feeling right where we were joined. Bain’s eyes darkened as he watched my hand. When I began to strum myself in sync with the delicious slide up and down his cock, he bit out a groan, leaning forward to latch on to my nipple. The suction increased and then his teeth grazed the tight bud. Arrows of pleasure shot straight down to my core. My hand increased the pace. A sheen of sweat coated my skin, and while I raced toward the pleasure I knew Bain would give me, I wanted time to stand still.
If I’d only known this level of pleasure existed, I would have given up my V-card well before it was socially acceptable. A little voice in the back of my brain told me it never would have been this good with anyone else.
The sensations amplified and grew, stealing my breath and my sanity. I dropped my forehead to Bain’s shoulder, inhaling his unique scent of soap, deodorant, and sweat.
“Only you, only you,” I chanted, out of my mind with lust.
Each rendition of the words brought me closer to the edge, the white-hot pleasure centered between my legs growing to the point of pain. I squeezed my eyes and lowered down on his thick cock one last time before the world exploded. My body shook, and had Bain not had his hands on me, I’m not sure if I wouldn’t have slumped to the floor, unable to control my bodily functions seeing as how I wasn’t of human form any longer.
A million tiny pieces all floating on a cloud somewhere above this earthly realm or maybe I was in the molecules of air Bain breathed into his lungs in huge, greedy gulps. I was there with him but not there at all.
He tossed his head back onto the couch, the cords in his neck straining against his skin, jaw locked tight, his moan less sound and more vibration. Memories of another time flitted across my vision, replaced by this moment. When I made this huge man lose control with my body, not his own hand.
I collapsed onto his chest, kissing my way along his neck, feeling those bands with my lips, congratulating them, thanking them, introducing myself to them. We wouldn’t be strangers, that straining neck and me.
Sometime later, Bain wrapped his arms around me and squeezed. I blinked my eyes and saw the patient room around me. The gray marble counter, the couch, the diffuser I’d forgotten to turn on. I didn’t know if I’d fallen asleep or actually departed this realm.
Bain kissed my neck and buried his face in my hair.
“I love you,” he whispered.
A smile crept onto my face unbidden. I didn’t want to be anywhere but here, with him.
I sat up and admired the view, his hair askew from my hands, his muscular abs and chest slick with sweat, the most impressive part of him still buried deep inside me.
“I love you too.”
“Let’s go home and do this some more, huh?” Bain grinned and it hit home.
He was mine.
I climbed off and we got dressed slowly, eyeing each other the whole time like we hadn’t just sated our desires moments before. I flung a hand out, a strange fondness for a piece of furniture coming over me.
“Great. Now I have to buy a new couch. This puppy is coming home with us as a souvenir.”
Bain pulled me into him with an arm around my neck and kissed the top of my head.
“By my tally I now owe you a rug and a couch.” His head swiveled around the room. “I’m sure we can find another surface to defile.”
My stomach jumped and twirled, our future brighter than the gold at the bottom of a prospector’s pan back when the town of Auburn Hill was formed.
Sometimes you had to go through Hell to find your happiness.
I’d certainly found mine.
28
Bain
Now that our secrets were out in the open, we decided to give the town something else to gossip about: Lucy and I moving in together. I boxed up all the crap in my rental house I’d just unpacked and took it over to Lucy’s. Her place was bigger and sooner or later we’d have a brood of kids to fill it and we’d need every extra square foot of space available. Lucy owned the home outright since her mom signed the deed over to her before she left to travel the world. That meant free housing for us, but I was determined to pull my own weight. All my extra monies would go into renovating the place from floorboard to roof shingle, making it truly ours.
