It was time to bite the bullet. Summer dragged in a deep breath. "In my room. It's kind of designed for kids, but with three of the others married now, I got last pick." Except for poor Sam, who would be stuck up in the overhead loft on a sleeping bag. At least her room had a full-sized bed, even if it also had a pink canopy and a shelf full of kids' books and toys. If the family grew any larger, they'd have to start renting two houses for their summer vacations."You sure?" His voice dropped to a husky rumble, and all thoughts of canopies and children's books disappeared from Summer's mind.She looked up at him and smiled. Who did she think she was fooling? She'd known from the moment he appeared on her beach that they'd end up in the same bed sooner rather than later. "I'm sure. It's the one at the far end of the hallway."Suitcase in hand, he motioned for her to lead the way. Once inside the tiny bedroom, he laughed. "You weren't kidding, were you? I'm going to hang over three, i
Unable to resist, Summer stepped forward and reached for Matt's cock. Odd that she knew exactly how he liked to be touched. She wrapped her hand around the thick length of his shaft and sighed at the feel of soft skin over steely flesh. A small bead of pre-cum gathered at the tip, and she swooped it up with one fingertip, bringing it to her lips."You know I'm clean," he growled softly. "After a month in the hospital, that's one thing I'm sure of.""I wasn't worried." She should have thought to ask. She'd always been so careful before, but this was Matt. With the tip of her tongue, she tasted the bitter, salty drop, closed her eyes and sighed happily. After a moment of savoring she remembered to tell him, "I'm healthy too. There hasn't been anyone since long past my last annual physical.""I'm not going to be able to go slow, sugar," he drawled, stepping toward the bed. "I want to savor you, but, Jesus, darlin', I've been waiting for this my whole fucking life.""Who said I want sl
When they both ran out of breath, Matt reluctantly pulled out of Summer's snug, wet heat and all but collapsed on his side next to her.She rolled to face him, face glistening with sweat, her eyes gleaming and a smug smile on her face. Reaching up with one shaky hand, he smoothed a strand of hair off her cheek."Wow." She blinked and dragged in a lungful of air. "I always thought the dreams exaggerated reality.""Me too." There was a box of tissues on the nightstand and a trash can beside it so he rolled over and dealt with the condom before turning back to her. "I guess we both learned something new.""Now it's my turn to explore," she said with a wicked grin. She rolled on top of him, forcing Matt to his back.He went without a fight, content to let her have her turn."You're leaner than you were a year ago but still in good shape. Did you lose some weight in the hospital?""A little." Damn, she was observant."And all these new scars." She knelt above him, kissing each and e
Matt stretched "I don't suppose this place has a hot tub.""Nope." Summer yawned against his chest. "That's one thing I love about my condo. Has a gorgeous pool and spa area.""I'm thinking of adding a hot tub in my yard," he said. "My hip loves the idea. There's already a nice pool.""I'm still shocked that you bought a house right away," she mused, running her fingers through the sparse hair on his chest. "I might have asked you to stay with me in my place.""I wanted a home." He smiled at her words though. "I hope you like it too. Maybe you'll... Well, it's big enough for two. Maybe even a family someday.""Wait." Summer sat up in bed and glared at him. "You're saying you bought a house, hoping I'd come live in it with you, and you didn't even check with me first? You didn't ask if I was interested in moving. You didn't ask if I'd like the place. You just bulldozed ahead and picked the house all on your own? Before we'd even met face-to-face?""Well, I couldn't exactly ask you
"Can I take you out to dinner then? I think maybe we should slow things down, spend some time together doing the so-called normal things." He clenched the table in both hands as he waited for her answer, and she'd bet he didn't even know he was doing it. The fact that she had the power to make him nervous made her want to forgive him all the more."I know a great barbecue place not too far away," she offered. "We wouldn't have to dress up or anything. Just throw on some flip-flops and go.""You're asking a Texan to go to a barbecue place in South Carolina?" The teasing glint was back in his eyes and her heart lifted."Boy, you haven't tasted real barbecue until you've had Charleston barbecue." She stood and shook out her mostly dry hair. "Come on. Tonight you can drive and I'll buy dinner." She hoped he recognized an olive branch when he saw one. And a test. Could he stand to let her buy dinner?"Yes ma'am." He drained his glass and stood. "Anything you want."Well, at least he's
All that ran through Matt's mind as he locked the door behind him, grabbed the box of condoms and followed Summer through to the master bedroom was, Thank you, thank you, thank you! She'd given him another chance. He wasn't stupid enough to waste it.Inside the bedroom, Summer waited beside the bed, which was still rumpled from earlier. She'd already kicked off her flip-flops and had her hands on the waistband of her jeans."Hold it right there," he said. "I'd like to undress you this time - if you don't mind, that is.""Not at all." She licked her lips, and his cock pulsed against the fly of his jeans.He kicked off his own sandals and walked toward her. "Am I still allowed to tell you what to do in the bedroom?" It was a serious question. He'd always been the dominant one in their sexual encounters - well, almost always.She dipped her head. "I'd like that. But just in the bedroom. That's the only part of my life where I'm at all submissive. Can you deal with that?""I get it.
Matt picked up one of the strips of toweling and knotted it to the foot rail of the bed. "No safe words, no games. Just say no or ask me to stop at any time, and I will, no questions asked. Okay?""Perfect." Summer looked up at him, her eyes wide, her smile trusting. Lifting her foot for him to secure it, she stayed otherwise utterly still.He looked up at the wetness coating her pussy and could practically taste her on his tongue. It didn't take him long to tie the other foot, spreading her open for him."Hurry," she murmured. He could tell she was struggling to keep her hips from wriggling. "I want you, Matt.""I want you too, darlin'. But part of this game is that you only talk if I ask you a question. Got it?""Yes, Matt." She licked her lips and watched him tie her right hand to the headboard.Finally, when he had the left secured, he stood next to the nightstand, stripped off his jeans and rolled a condom onto his aching cock. He looked down at Summer, who eyed his erection
The next two days flew by in a haze of passion, shopping and getting to know one another. Summer took Matt to the mall for sheets and towels. He treated her to ice cream cones on the beach. They swam and made love and occasionally came up for air.Monday, they waited at Matt's house while things were delivered, and Summer fell in love with the twenties-era jewel. Looking around, she could see how well their tastes coincided. They even tried out the pool - without swimsuits.Now it was Monday night and the idyll was over. Summer's family would arrive in the morning. Shortly before sunset, she put on her blue and white sundress and grabbed her turquoise beach blanket."Come on. I want to talk to you down at the beach." She took Matt by the hand, delighted that he was still wearing a pair of cutoffs, like her, mimicking their dreams.He came along willingly, taking the blanket and spreading it out on the sand. Both of them brushed off their feet before sitting down cross-legged in the
Sam watched Evie survey the last few kids out and about. He was just about to turn off the lights and call it a night. Time for one last interlude with the woman he loved. Her song had haunted his mind all day. Likely it would the rest of his life.He saw the young teen walking alone and heard the car come around the corner far too fast. In the moonlight, his heart lurched as he saw Evie start to run.Sam vaulted the porch rail and nearly caught up to her just as she shoved the kid out of the path of the car.He was just close enough to see it strike her, to see her beautiful face as she screamed and fell.The car screeched to a halt and the driver burst out of the door as Sam frantically searched for Evie, calling her name.But all trace of her was gone. No blood marred the pavement.The kid picked himself up off the grass and turned. "What the fuck?" Eyes wide, he looked up at Sam. "Dude, you saved my life. But I could have sworn it was a chick."Sam swallowed hard. He remembe
She pulled back to look him in the eyes. "Me too, Sam. I don't regret a moment, not for myself. Knowing you was worth a hundred-year wait. But you...you have to go on living. Promise me you'll try to find someone. A kind woman who can make you laugh again, who can share your life, maybe give you a family to fill this old, lonely house.""I can't promise that." He wiped the tears from her cheek with his thumb. "After you - I don't know that any other woman would ever measure up."No, this couldn't be happening. It was all right for him to care about her, and it was fine for him to have broken her heart. She'd given it freely. But Sam had so much life ahead of him. "You have to promise to try. The Fates wouldn't be so cruel, Sam. There's a living, breathing woman out there for you somewhere. Please don't give up." She sniffled as more tears spilled down her cheeks."Don't cry anymore, Evie." His voice, already hoarse, cracked. "I promise, sweetheart. I'll try. Just maybe not right awa
It was Evie's last day and he wanted it to be perfect. He'd offered her the option of doing anything she wanted. He loved handing out candy to trick-or-treaters, but he'd happily skip this year if there was something else she wanted to do.As it turned out, Evie's preferences were pretty simple. They spent the hours from midnight 'til dawn in bed. Then he showed her the joys of shower sex, taking her up against the wall with the water spraying all around them. He shaved her legs for her because she wanted to look more modern, if only for him.And that led to his carefully shaving her all the way up, until her luscious pussy was as bare and pink as could be. Of course he couldn't resist diving in to taste then filling her so she could feel the difference without hair.Then he finally let her get dressed. They were both moving gingerly when they made their way down the stairs for brunch. He hadn't had a workout like this since - well, ever."I have a birthday gift for you," she told
It took a little experimentation for Evie to find the motion that worked best - not that anything felt bad with Sam inside her and his hands on her breasts. Finally she settled on an up-and-down movement, with her hands braced on his shoulders. His cock rubbed her in just the right spots. She felt herself going higher, tighter than ever before.When Sam took one hand off her nipple, she almost cried out at the loss. She watched him lick his index finger and wondered what he was about to do, though she was so caught up in fucking him she really didn't care. She was close, so close to her climax, and she trusted him implicitly.He reached behind her and placed the tip of his finger on her anus, pressing it just a tiny bit inside the tight opening.Evie gasped. "Sam?""Do you like it?" he rasped.It was odd, but not unpleasant. She nodded, still riding him frantically. "Good," he grunted, thrusting up hard into her cunt at the same time as his finger pressed harder, up to the first k
"Want to light a fire tonight?" he asked as they rounded the last corner and approached their house. "We could make love on that rug in front of the fireplace.""Oh yes," she breathed, beaming up at him. A few minutes later she sat on his sofa sipping wine while he built a fire in the old brick hearth. She kicked off her shoes and socks, even removed her jacket and sweater, and waited for him in just her jeans and camisole, her hard nipples rasping on the silk as she watched the flex of his strong muscles underneath his snug knit shirt.When he was done, he went to wash his hands, returning in nothing but yet another pair of colorful cotton undershorts. He set a small bundle on the hearth then watched as Evie stripped off her jeans and joined him on the fluffy cotton rug.This time, she took the initiative, dropping to her knees in front of him and taking his face between her hands as she kissed him.He tasted of strawberries and wine and smelled faintly of his lemon-scented soap a
They settled Ghengis in his crate and made their way up the stairs. Sam laid out the clothes he'd bought then shaved and brushed his teeth, changing into a clean shirt and jeans while Evie watched. His ghost was quite the little voyeur. Then at the stroke of midnight, he met her in the hallway and this time it was he who pulled her down the hall to the bedroom - after a long, spine-tingling kiss.He swatted her backside playfully when she groped his cock. "None of that, woman. Not yet, at least. Now we're off to see the world." There was so much he wanted to show her, and so little time."Fine." She tugged off the nightgown she'd worn during the day and studied the garments on the bed. "You have excellent taste, Sam. I suppose that goes with being an artist." It took just seconds for her to pull on the silky bikini underpants and camisole. Slender as she was, she didn't need a bra.She eyed the jeans with delight. "I wore my brother's old trousers only once when I was little - my fa
Evie let Sam help her from the bed. He had been bigger than her fingers, and her body was fully corporeal this time. There was a bit of tenderness between her legs, but sex with Sam had been worth every pang and twinge. He sat her on a stool in the bathroom with a glass of water while he disposed of the used condom then filled his oversized bathtub with water. The scent of lavender and vanilla perfumed the room as fluffy white bubbles foamed up in the tub."Here." He watched while she bundled her hair into the now-familiar plastic clip then handed her two small brown pills from a plastic bottle. "These are pain relievers. They may or may not work on you, but they shouldn't cause any harm.""Thank you." She swallowed the tablets, marveling at how far medicine had come since she was alive. Willow bark tea had done some good but it had tasted horrible. These pills she couldn't even taste. "It doesn't hurt badly - and I don't regret it for a moment." He hadn't asked but she'd learned to
"Let's make sure it was worth the wait." Sam kissed Evie again, taking back control and making sure she knew just how much he wanted her. He pushed down her shorts then his and pulled back from the kiss just long enough to lift her top over her head. Once they were both naked, he cradled her head in one hand and her ass with the other as he kissed her until neither of them could breathe."Oh yes," she moaned against his lips when they came up for air.Evie sagged toward the bed, and Sam eased her down to the sheets and gazed at her, her pale skin glowing against the burgundy silk. He'd lit the candles again, their glow adding a burnished gleam to her skin and hair. Soft jazz played in the background and the scent of vanilla perfumed the room. The setting was as perfect as he could make it, though not as perfect as Evie. He lay down beside her and kissed her again, this time with all the reverence he was feeling.Her response was electric, sending jolts of pleasure through his skin a
He spent awhile working on his computer but couldn't concentrate. Forcing himself to wait until eleven to start preparing, he gave up trying to work. Instead, he spent a while sketching Evie in various poses, including some he'd only imagined, like outside on a rope swing under a willow tree. Finally, with just an hour more to wait, Sam went upstairs, put the new silk sheets he'd bought onto his bed and arranged the roses he'd smuggled into the fridge before she'd come into the kitchen. He had a pair of silk pajamas for her to wear between her appearances this time, and had carefully hand washed her own garments so they'd be ready when it was time for her to leave. He left a bottle of massage oil warming in a sink of hot water and went back downstairs to prepare her treat - a lightly baked wheel of brie with an apricot glaze and a warmed baguette. A crisp white wine waited in the fridge.Tonight he had an hour and a half. He was still determined not to take her virginity until tomorro