Desperate Thoughts: The Gift (15 page)

He whispered, "I thought you didn’t want to do this."

"I don’t care anymore." She looked back at his cock, groaned loudly and pushed his length against his belly. Her tongue licked from the bottom of his balls all the way up his cock to the head. Rolling her tongue around the slit, she tasted him. She lapped once more at the hole then looked him in the eye and whispered, "Your cock tastes so good."

"Oh, please suck it," he said, lifting his cock with one hand off his stomach toward her. She took hold of it and shoved her mouth over it swallowing half his length in one gulp. She slurped and sucked up and down as he closed his eyes loving the feeling of her hot wet mouth bathing him. He wanted to taste her too. Opening his eyes, he said, "Rub your wet pussy all over me."

Pulling her head off him, she gazed up to his face with fire in her eyes. She wanted his tongue back deep in her pussy. She crawled up his lean body and squatted down on him with her knees by his head. Pressing down hard, she rocked her pussy back and forth over his firm chest. His gaze traveled from her beautiful face, down to her full breasts, to her belly button and finally to her hairless slit as he watched her grinding on him. He could feel the wetness escaping from her all over his skin. He needed to taste her now.

Slipping his arms under her legs, he lifted her to his mouth. She followed him and smashed her sopping pussy onto his face. After breathing out deeply, he shoved his tongue as far as he could inside of her. He tasted her amazing juice and sucked at her slightly hoping for more. She slammed her eyes shut as she savored the feel of his lips and tongue between her legs. His mouth was covered with her wetness. Lifting up a little, she allowed him to gently swipe at her with his tongue.

His tongue wandered down to her ass hole, she held her breath and looked dreamily behind her to his cock, desperate to suck it. He flicked his tongue around her puckered seam and she said, "Oh God…."

Lifting up, she swung around until she was kneeling over him the other way with her pussy and ass pressed to his face. She grabbed his cock, slipped it back into her mouth and fought to get as much of his giant stiffness down her throat as she could. He lapped at her pussy lips and sucked them gently between his teeth. Moaning, she pulled off his cock for a moment then sucked one of his balls into her mouth. He placed a finger deep into her pussy and pressed the tip of his tongue into her ass.

Looking through her legs, she watched him work while stroking his penis with one hand. Narrowing her eyes, she wanted to fuck him now. She crawled down him and held his cock in one hand as she positioned herself over it while facing away from him. She placed his large head against her pussy lips and enjoyed the feel of it stretching her and fighting its way inside. Exhaling, she slid the tip in and held there for a second as they both felt the power of their connection. She closed her eyes and slid down on him until his entire length was buried inside her.

"Oh fuck," she said as she slowly lifted up and down, riding him as he gazed at her beautiful ass. Reaching up, he took hold of her hips. She rocked on top of him back and forth as he fought his urge to cum. He pulled her hips tight to his body to stop her from moving and said, "I’m going to shoot if we don’t stop for a second."

After holding still a moment, she climbed off him and flipped around until she was hovering over him. He gazed up to her full breasts as they hung over his face. He reached out, gently pinched her hard nipples, and she gasped. Falling forward to meet his lips, she kissed him. She sucked his tongue into her mouth, then extended her tongue into his. She slid up a little until her left breast was near his lips. He accepted the invitation and gently bit her nipple as she grabbed his shaft and slipped it back into her pussy. Groaning, she slowly lowered down on him again half way and asked, "Are you okay now?"

He nodded. Shutting her eyes, she slid all the way down on him then made tiny circles with her hips as he completely filled her with his throbbing manhood. She opened her eyes and whispered, "Make me cum."

He gasped. "You are so fucking hot."

She lifted her chest up off him and he moved his hands to cup her ass. Reaching down, she rubbed the lips of her pussy as she lifted up slightly off him. He pumped his hips up and down driving into her harder. She moved her fingers to her clit and rubbed it hard. Flexing his muscles, he pushed up higher until her feet lifted off the bed. She was suspended in midair, impaled on him. He squeezed her ass tight, pushed his hips up higher, and she pressed harder on her clit. His cock swelled, he reached a spot in her no man had ever before and with one final thrust, her orgasm was released. She cried out. Her muscles convulsed around his dick as she gently rubbed her engorged clit. He pumped up again and could feel her pussy gripping him, releasing, then gripping him once more. One last thrust and he exploded deep into her. Screaming out, he dropped his hips to the bed and she fell on top of him in a heap; their sweaty bodies one as they struggled to catch their breath.

The next morning, Victoria and Ethan checked out of the hotel and returned to the rental house. He sat outside with the golf club in his hand, while she quickly packed clothes and other items she needed. After retrieving David’s replica from the safe, she placed it in her purse in the velvet bag. She figured she would contact the movers once she decided where she was going to live back in Miami. They loaded Victoria’s car with four suitcases and Ethan followed her in his car as she drove East.

A few hours later, Victoria pulled her car into a restaurant parking lot. They ate together without saying much as she contemplated what exactly she was going to do. She was certainly attracted to Ethan, but there was no way she could go on seeing him. She made up her mind before their lunch was served, but she waited until they were finished eating to tell him. As the check was delivered she said, "I appreciate you helping me and I mean…if you hadn’t saved me from those guys, I don’t know…"

"I would do anything for you," he said genuinely.

After pausing and studying his face for a second, she gave him a sad look. "I don’t think I can do this."

"What?"

"Our relationship...You said you would respect my wishes."

"We’re amazing together. I, uh…You don’t think we could at least try?"

Pushing some hair behind her ear, she paused struggling to come up with a way to let him down easy. "What I had with David was so perfect. I’ll always be comparing…and there are just too many memories."

He ran his hand over his chin and began, "But what…" After opening his mouth to speak again, he instead shook his head.

"What is it?"

He looked into her eyes and sighed. "But what if it wasn’t as perfect as you thought it was? What then?"

"What do you mean?"

"Did you and David have an open relationship?"

She looked at him, confused. "What exactly are you asking?"

"Did you have sex with other people?"

"No, we were always faithful. Completely."

"Did David know Rebecca before you met?" he asked hesitantly.

"No, I introduced them." She glared at him as she asked, "What are you getting at?"

After hesitating, he said sheepishly, "I kinda had sex with Rebecca and—"

"Congratulations," she interrupted, sarcastically. Looking away, she wondered if she was jealous or just being bitchy.

He continued, "…she seduced me while I was trying to get your address."

Returning her attention to him, she gave him a tired look and motioned with her hands for him to get on with it. He rolled his eyes and continued, "When she saw my…" he looked around the room to be sure no one was listening then motioned to his groin, "…she looked at it like she’d seen it before. It reminded me of how you looked at it that time in the pool."

Folding her arms, she sat back from the table and scoffed.

"Look, she said that I reminded her of someone."

"Did she say who?"

"Well, no, but…" Widening his eyes, he gave lifted his hands in the air.

"Oh, come on." She shook her head. "That doesn’t prove anything." Her pulse quickened slightly as she went on, "David would never have sex with another woman. He didn’t even get along with Rebecca." Victoria looked away, her mind racing and remembering glimpses of suspicions she’d had over the years that maybe David was unfaithful.

"There was something else," he said.

"What?" She started to shake.

"She did that same thing where she was behind me…" he leaned in and whispered, "licking me just like you did, but, uh…"

"But what?"

"She didn’t stop."

She looked at him confused and he whispered, "She didn’t, uh…She licked…everything."

Processing this, she stared out the window with her lips parted. She was finding it hard to keep her emotions in check.

He looked at her sympathetically. "Rebecca said he used to ask her to do that. Again she said I,
it
…looked exactly like…" Using his hands to punctuate with quote marks along with a sarcastic grin, he added, "
whoever
this guy was."

Scoffing, she didn’t appreciate his tone. He looked away smiling and seemingly replaying the experience with Rebecca in his mind. He said slowly, "It was amazing, I mean…wow." He looked back to Victoria’s face, saw her blood boiling and tried to repair the damage, "But, uh, what you did was great too. I was…I could live without the full, uh—"

After shooting him a sickened look, she stood. She moved toward him pointing her index finger to his face and whispered harshly, "You’re a liar. You’re just saying all these things to trick me into some kind of relationship with you."

"I’m not lying."

She opened her mouth to speak, pausing to glare at him for a moment before shaking her head and rushing out of the restaurant. He opened his wallet, threw down more than enough money to cover the bill, and headed for the door.

In the parking lot, Ethan reached Victoria as she was unlocking the car. He put his hand on her shoulder.

She refused to look at him as she said, "I don’t believe you."

"Look, I’m not trying to destroy your memory of him. He was human. I’m sure he loved you, but I know what I saw and what Rebecca did and it was exactly like…I just think nothing is perfect. You can go on with your life without him. He was an amazing guy with a perfect penis and all…"

She glared at him.

Returning an uncomfortable smile, he added, "That was a joke."

With her anger melting away slightly, she turned to look at him. Biting her lip, she held back a smile.

"Okay, so maybe it's not perfect…" Holding his fingers about a half inch apart, he gave raised his eyebrows. "It could be a little thicker."

"It's not funny."

"I'm sorry."

She let out a long sigh and shook her head. "I’ll never believe it. Rebecca would not do that to me and David would die before he was with another woman." She closed her eyes thinking that
die
was probably not a great word to use in this case.

Returning to look at him, she repeated, "I'll never believe it."

He looked deeply into her eyes. "It’s not the end of your world. He’s gone and he was just a man. I want to be with you…I’ll stay away if you want me to, but just ask Rebecca…or no don't, she probably won’t admit it. Show her the replica and look at her face. You’ll know."

Without saying another word she turned back toward the car, got in, and drove as tears streamed down her cheeks.

Victoria arrived in Miami just before midnight and drove straight to Rebecca’s house. Pulling into the driveway, she waited in the car for a few minutes to collect her thoughts before going to the door carrying a small suitcase and her purse. Rebecca opened the door holding a glass of wine. She was dressed for bed. After looking at Victoria, shocked, a big smile crossed her lips. "What the hell are you doing back here?"

Victoria returned half a smile. "I’m back for good. Tampa was a disaster. Can I stay here tonight?"

"Sure. Absolutely."

After walking in, Victoria placed the bag on the floor and her purse on the coffee table. As she slumped into the sofa she said, "I could really use a drink."

"Sure," Rebecca said, and as she headed to the kitchen she began, "Do I have a story to tell you. I met this young guy. Wow, he was something…"

Victoria closed her eyes as she struggled to reply cheerily, "I can’t wait to hear. Tell me everything."

Rebecca returned and handed Victoria a glass before she sat down next to her on the sofa. They each took a sip from their wine glasses and shared a smile. Rebecca said, "So first, um, are you keeping the house? Are you moving back in?"

"I’m not sure. You didn’t sell it yet did you?"