Finding Lacey (4 page)

He kept his eyes on her as she spread his cum over her breasts, making them glisten.  She continued to knead both breasts, tugging slightly on her nipples while he watched.  Shawn licked his lips and Lacey slowly stood.  She brought her hands down to her belly, rubbing his seed all over her smooth stomach.

Shawn sat up and reached for her.  Shaking her head, Lacey slowly backed up, walking towards her bathroom.  She crooked a finger and indicated she wanted him to follow her.  Shawn’s deep blue eyes were hooded as he watched her and slowly followed.  

Turning on the faucet, she stepped in to shower.  Her eyes drifted closed as she thought about how his hard, silky shaft tasted in her mouth.  It was something she’d never thought she would like, but being with Shawn, it felt ‘right’.  They barely knew each other, but the pleasures they gave one another were unlike anything she’d ever felt before. 

Shawn stepped in to the shower with her and he dipped down, crushing her lips in a passionate kiss.  He stepped back, grabbing the soap off  the shelf and lathered it in his hands.  Slowly, he spread the soap over her breasts and down to her stomach, repeating the movements she had just performed.  He gently reached between her legs, spreading the soap over the small strip of hair and then down her thighs. 

Shawn turned her body to face the water, rinsing away the soap, while he lathered her back.  Starting at her shoulders, he slowly made his way down her arms, then up again.  Trailing the bar of soap along her back, he rubbed it over every inch of her smooth skin and then set the bar aside, rubbing the last bit of lather over her round ass and in between its cheeks.  Shawn angled his hard dick down so he could slide between her soapy cheeks without penetrating her.  Lacey couldn’t stop the moans that slipped out.

Switching positions, Lacey grabbed the bar of soap and returned the favor.  Spreading her soapy hands over his chest, she slowly moved down his stomach, following the trail of hair that led to the throbbing shaft below.  She lathered more soap on her hands then set the bar aside.  Lacey used her slick hands to jerk Shawn off, but he stopped her before he came.

“I want to be inside you again
, Lacey.” Shawn’s voice was low in her ear.

Lacey nodded and finished rinsing off, slipping out of the shower to allow him to do the same. Only a moment later, he turned off the faucet and swept her up in to his arm.  Neither cared that they were still wet as he laid her down in the middle of her bed.

Passionately kissing Lacey, Shawn slid his body next to hers.  He stroked her breast then trailed his hand down her stomach.  When his hand neared her quivering mound, she shifted her hips, urging him to touch her aching sex.  Once again, he slowly teased her folds and slowly inserted his finger.  She was hot and slick and more than ready for him.  He inserted a second finger and Lacey pushed up in to his hand.

Reaching over to the side table where Shawn had tossed his wallet, he pulled out another condom and quickly sheathed himself again.  He kneeled before Lacey and looked in to her eyes.  Lids low, she smiled seductively at him and nodded.  He grabbed each of her hands by the wrist and held them tight over her head.  Then, without any hesitation, he leaned his body to her and in one deep thrust, pushed himself inside of her all the way to the hilt.  Lacey’s eyes flew open at his sudden intrusion and she tried to move her hands, but his grip was firm. 

Shawn leaned down and kissed her hard on the mouth, all of his desire and passion poured in to that kiss.  Slowly, he released her wrists and Lacey brought her hands around to grab his hard ass. Digging her nails into the muscled flesh there, she pulled him in to her and pushed her hips up, begging him to continue.  She thrust her hips up, matching each of his movements as he repeatedly pounded in to her.  The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh as their sweat-laden bodies rocked together echoed through the room.  Lacey’s cries of pleasure and Shawn’s grunts spurred the lovers on until Lacey exploded first, her body jerking, quickly followed my Shawn’s combustion in to the barrier between them. 

Quickly taking care of the condom, Shawn returned to Lacey and brought his naked body close to hers, wrapping his strong arms around her.  Shifting, Lacey brought the covers up over the intertwined bodies.  Exhausted and completely satiated for the time being, the couple drifted off in to a deep sleep.

****

Lacey
woke to streaks of sunlight peeking through her window, across her face.  Stretching out, her body protested as her legs, arms and lower body throbbed.  She smiled, remembering why she was so sore.  It had been so long since she’d had sex, muscles screamed that she didn’t even know she had.  She turned to look at the other side of her bed, but it was empty.

She laid back down and let her mind drift.  Had Shawn left or was he somewhere in her house?  She tried to recall if she’d heard him leave.  However, she clearly remembered the two times she woke up.  Once when they were spooning and Shawn’s arm snuck down and started stroking her sex, which turned in to a heated session of lovemaking.   The other time, she woke up to use the bathroom and after, she climbed on his lower stomach.  Then he woke up and realized she was grinding on top of him, his shaft in her one hand, a condom in the other. 

Lacey slipped out of bed and padded to the bathroom.  She knew it was probably over between them, but she felt good and satisfied and hoped he did too. Lacey took care of business and then made her way in to the kitchen.

A note on the fridge gave her some answers:

Lacey,

I had an amazing time with you last night.

Would like to take you out on another date.

Call me later.

Shawn

555-6998

Lacey
smiled to herself as she brewed her morning coffee and headed for the shower.  Today was going to be a good day.

****

“Get the hell out of here!”  Lex screamed through the phone.  “I am coming over for breakfast and I want all the deets.  Do you have meetings today?”

Lacey blushed and laughed, “Nope, I am all yours. Come over and I will cook something up.”

“Be there in ten.” 
Click
.  Lex didn’t even say good bye.

Lacey continued to laugh as she thought about her activities from last night.  How much should she tell Lex?  She pulled eggs, cheese and peppers out of the fridge as she reflected on the previous night.

Not surprisingly, Lex was there in less than ten minutes, flinging open the door and announcing her arrival.  Lacey loved her best friend.  As much as Lacey was quiet, Lex was outspoken.  Lex came in and helped herself to a cup of coffee. 

“Spill.”

“Sit.  Otherwise you’ll fall on your face.”

“That good, huh?”

“Oh yeah.  Even for you I think it would be considered amazing.”

Lex’s mouth dropped and she sat on a bar stool at the counter and waited.

Lacey went through everything, slowly sharing dinner and their conversation.  When Lex got up for a second cup of coffee, Lacey could see that Lex was growing impatient for the juicy stuff.  She decided to stop teasing Lex and dove in to the rest of the evening.  When she went on about their romp in the entryway of the house, Lex was smiling and cheering.  She shared every detail with Lex, as she did with everything in her life and then finally sat to eat her omelet. 

“So, I guess you’re moving on from Bobby then?” Lex didn’t wait for an answer. 

“That’s good.   I am so happy for you honey.  Do you think you’ll want to see him again?”

Lacey
looked at the note he posted on her fridge and smiled. “Yep.”

Lex was staring at her, a serious look on her face.  “Hun, just be careful okay?  I mean it’s not a love match, you know.  It’s just sex.”

Lacey hunched down on the stool.  “I know.  But we both enjoyed ourselves.”  She’d just have to keep that shield up around her heart for awhile longer.

Lex watched her carefully and then nodded.  “Well, as long as you’re okay with that, I say go for it.  Have yourself a great time. Learn some new stuff and then move on.”

Lacey nodded silently, turning to clear the counter of their plates.  She didn’t really think about Shawn being her match, but with the chemistry they had, would it be possible to find anyone else to set her on fire like that?  A small sigh escaped her.

“Let’s go shopping!”  Lex jumped up and grabbed her purse.  “Get something nice for your next date and maybe new bathing suits for this summer.

Lacey couldn’t help but laugh.  Lex’s answer to everything in life was to shop.  They had the day to themselves, so why not? 

“Manis and pedis too.”  Lacey added.

“Ahhh, yes.”

Lacey and Lex spent the day shopping and relaxing at the salon.   When Lex dropped her back home, Lacey felt amazing.  Her nails looked great and her toes were painted the same hot pink.  She’d had her eyebrows waxed, face exfoliated and even got a bikini wax.  Pampered and refreshed, she looked forward to calling Shawn.

The conversation was a little awkward at first.  Lacey tried to ignore it and asked if he was up to do something that night. Shawn suggested a movie and late dinner and Lacey readily agreed.

Lacey dressed in the cute mint chiffon pleated skirt she’d bought that day, to accent her long lean legs.  She complimented it with a soft lavender cotton tank embellished with rhinestones along the neckline.  It was a comfortable, spring ensemble that caught her eye when she walked in the boutique.  She decided to finish the outfit off with a pair of white sandals a few thin bracelets and a shiny clip in her hair to keep it long, but pulled back from her face.  And, underneath it all was the satin pink bra and panty set that Lex talked her in to.  It was a stretch to use the word panty, since it was only a small piece of material with thin satin straps and no material covering her ass, but she felt sexy and playful in the outfit.

The latest Stephen King movie was starting at seven, so Shawn had said he’d pick her up at six thirty.  Lacey smiled to herself when she recalled their conversation the previous night at dinner.  They had a shared love of horror and thriller movies and Stephen King was their favorite writer and director.  They also had a similar interest in music, enjoying an eclectic selection of songs from the past three decades.  Lacey tried not to read too much into how much they had in common, and suppressed the thoughts running through her mind about a serious relationship with Shawn.

Shawn was prompt and pulled in to her driveway just at six thirty.  Lacey watched him from behind one of the living room curtains, as he strode up to her porch.  He was absolutely beautiful in his loose fit jeans as they hung on his lean hips.  He wore a pale yellow polo shirt that accented his tan, muscular arms.  She caught a hint of a tattoo on his left arm and tried to recall if she had seen it the night before.  Yes!  A tribal band wrapped around his upper bicep with a few lines that came down and wrapped around even lower. How could she forget?

Trying not to appear to eager, she walked at a half pace to the door after the bell rang.  Max ran to the door barking and Lacey shooed him away to his bed in the other room.  When she opened the door, a breeze crossed her and Shawn’s musky scent wrapped around her, setting her heart to race as she looked up in to his smiling eyes.

“You look great,” Shawn’s deep voice caused shivers down Lacey’s spine.

“You do too,” Lacey managed in a soft voice.

“Ready?”  Shawn reached for her hand and kissed the top of her knuckles.  Heat tingled up her arm again and she felt her cheeks warm.

“Yep.” Lacey grabbed her keys off the hook by the door and locked up behind her.

The car ride to the theater was only ten minutes long, but it felt like an hour from the silence.  Was he embarrassed about last night?

“How was your day?” Lacey wanted to break the silence and chose a rather benign topic.

“Mmmm, it started off wonderfully but everything after that was anticlimactic.”  Shawn reached over and grabbed her hand.  “And yours?”