Her Last Love Affair: The Final Journey (3 page)

Allie giggled, as she slid her hand between their bodies and
gently wrapped her fingers around his relaxed shaft. “Insatiable, huh?” she
mumbled, slowly drawing her fingers back and forth.

Reece’s eyes blurred and flickered, as he enjoyed the
familiar pleasure of her hand on him. However, there was no tightening in his
belly or warmth in his groin to suggest that his penis was responding in the
usual way. “What would you call it?” he asked, quietly responding to her
muttered question with one of his own.

“Hmm,” she hummed smiling at him, as she increased the
pressure of her fingers. “I’d say, given what’s in front of me, I have a
perfectly healthy appetite.”

Glancing down, Reece watched in fascination as she stroked
him. However, despite the sensation being incredibly pleasant, he’s body
refused to spring to life. “I think,” he whispered, his eyes still focused on
her slender fingers and their relentless movement. “Maybe we’ve reached my
limit,” he suggested softly.

“Do you think so?” Allie asked, her voice silky. She slipped
her hand away from his flaccid length and placed both hands at his hips, while
she slowly lowered herself to her knees.

“Wh-” Reece began to ask, but the rest of the word died on
his lips as he felt Allie’s tongue circle the bulbous head of his member.

Allie heard the little hitch in his breathing and smiled to
herself. She ran the tip of her tongue around the baby soft flesh of his tip,
sliding her hands down to his thighs. The water from the shower was directed at
the crown of her hand and washed down her face as well as dripping down his
torso. This was something they’d never done together; not when they were dating
or in the days they’d spent together as adults. Allie could not say with
certainty why that was the case, accept to say that she’d never enjoyed the
thought or the act of performing oral sex.

But with Reece, it suddenly seemed different. Partly because
he’d never expected it of her, but more than that, she wanted to take care of
him; to love him, just as he’d shown her how he felt. She’d fallen to her knees
without any thought. It was only as she began to run her tongue over him that
she became nervous.

She felt him begin to stir beneath her tongue, hardening and
lengthening. Allie flicked her eyes upward, catching his open-mouthed
expression of amazement. She continued to watch him, as he tilted his head to
the left and rested it against the cool tiles.

“Allie,” he whispered, struggling to swallow. “I...” he
gasped, his chest moving in deep undulations as his arousal mounted
overwhelmingly quickly.

Within seconds, he was completely rigid and Allie lapped at
the smooth skin on both sides of his shaft. She saw him struggling for breath
and was pleased that she had such an instant and profound effect on him. “Does
that feel good?” she asked, opening her mouth wide before enclosing her lips
around him.

“Oh God,” he breathed, his hands automatically falling to
Allie’s head and grasping it gently on both sides.

Allie expected him to thrust or to yank her head forward
like every other man she’d had in her mouth. The sensation caused her to freeze
for an apprehensive moment. However, Reece’s fingers simply scooped the hair
from her face while his thumbs stroked tenderly over her cheekbones. Relaxing,
Allie was once again flawed by Reece’s gentlemanly behavior; even when he was
being given a blow job, he treated a woman like a lady. If she’d been able to
smile, she would have done so.

Running her tongue along the vein on the underside of his
cock, Allie tipped her head forwards, taking him deeper until his head reached
her soft palate and she gagged a little. She quickly pulled back just enough to
hold of the reflex and continued to suck enthusiastically on the few inches of
his penis that she could comfortably fit in her mouth.

Reece’s thumbs began to move more frantically across her
cheeks, and Allie could feel his fingers trembling. “Hey,” he said tightening
his grip on her head and slowly easing her back.

Allie allowed herself to be moved, but was surprised by the
loss of heat and weight on her tongue. Her face snapped up to his and she
searched his eyes for some hint of disappointment. Would he laugh at her
attempt to please him? No, he wasn’t laughing, but he was smiling.

“Come here,” he urged warmly, bending at the knees and
slipping his hands under her arms. With ease, he coaxed her up into standing
position, before guiding her into a quarter turn. Allie then had her back
against the wall, the shower’s jets were hitting their sides and Reece’s grin
remained fixed.  “My turn,” he whispered, leaning forwards and capturing her
lips in a tender kiss.

Allie was confused by the statement, but didn’t have the
opportunity to ask what he meant. As he released her mouth and began trailing
kisses down her neck, she no longer had the will to think much less speak. Her
heavy eyelids slipped shut and her head leaned back on the tiles, as she felt
his lips place butterfly kisses down her sternum. When he reached her breasts,
he kissed the inner curves on a path down. His hands worked in accompaniment,
stroking the outside of her breasts before sliding slickly to her waist.

His tongue traced her belly, moving from left to right in
zigzag patterns as he made his way down to her navel. Allie whimpered, one hand
drifting to his head and fisting into his hair, as he dipped just the tip of
his tongue into her bellybutton. He didn’t linger there long, choosing to
continue his inexorable journey south.

“Ahh,” Allie sighed, as Reece pressed his lips to her mound,
kissing her sweetly.

With his hands at her hips, his mouth drifted down, still
kissing the waxed skin around her sex, before leisurely licking between her
folds. Allie’s hips involuntarily jerked, while Reece’s tongue traced its slow
way, tasting her, until he reached her clitoris. It was engorged and highly
sensitive, in part from his gradual build up and in part from the many rounds
of sex they’d shared over the previous days.

She couldn’t prevent the clenching of her right hand at the
back of his hand, yanking slightly on his short hair. She had just enough
clarity of thought to feel guilty that she hadn’t spent anywhere near as long
pleasing him with her lips. However, all brain function shut down, as he began
to increase the pressure of his tongue and lick rapidly over the tiny bud of
nerve endings.

“Reece,” she gasped, her feet slipping wantonly apart as she
begged for me. “Oh,” she panted. “Oh, God.” She glanced down at the top of his
head, watching it move in hurriedly jerks as he drove her higher and higher.
All blood had rushed south of her waist, the rest of her body; her face, chest
and arms were tingling and numb. With a hissed, “Shit,” she bucked her hips and
ever inch of her body scorched with liquid heat. Her muscles clenched, and her
pelvis moving in tiny jerks that she could not control.

Reece came up for air, quickly replacing the warmth of his
mouth with his fingers, trying to ease her down from the orgasm. He watched her
closely, the twitch of eyelids and the quiver of her lower lip, until the hand
she held at his neck began to relax. As soon as it did, he shot to his feet,
slipping his rock hard shaft into her very willing sex. “Ugh,” he groaned
happily, before claiming her mouth with his.

She was taken by surprise, but was delighted by it. Opening
her mouth, she moaned when he drew his tongue over hers, offering her a taste
of her own salty sweetness. “Hmm,” she whimpered into his open mouth, while she
lifted her right leg and wrapped it around his hip.

Tipping his face back, Reece sucked in a deep breath. “You
feel so good,” he said appreciatively, bumping his hips against hers.

Allie yelped as the head of his cock edged deeper. Each time
they’d made love, he’d been able to work ever deeper, her body becoming
familiar with him and seeming to want to welcome him further and further into
her hidden softness and warmth. “Ahh,” she panted. “Oh, Reece.”

“It’s as if this is right where I belong,” he murmured his
mouth twitching upward in a lazy smile. “This is home,” he concluded. “It’s as
if we’re not even two people any more.”

Her breath coming hard and fast, Allie couldn’t really take
in what he was saying. Her naked, wet breasts were heaving, brushing the erect
nipples over the hard muscles of his own chest. That coupled with the most
exquisite feeling of fullness, gave her the sensation that she was no longer
part of the earth.

As much as he wished he could stay like that forever, Reece
knew that it was impossible. For one thing, the primal urge to thrust was
becoming too great. He had to move, and slowly he did. It seemed almost painful
for him to pull back from her and slip out of her glove-like passage. “You’re
beautiful,” he told her, as he held himself with just the head of his member
caressing her sex. Struggling to focus with lust-filled eyes, he nevertheless
locked them on her face. “I love you,” he said sincerely, as he pushed back
inside her as slowly as he’d retreated.

“I love you,” Allie echoed, her hands moving frantically
over his wet back, unable to get a grip anywhere on the smooth skin. When his
hips met hers, she cried out, tears filling her eyes as a violent and
unexpected orgasm shook her form.

Reece remained still, a smile creeping onto his face, as he
watched the agony and ecstasy play out on her features. When her hips
unconsciously moved in an effort to prolong the sensation, he obliged her by
moving his own pelvis in a figure eight.

“Ugh, ugh,” she panted, as tiny aftershocks tingled up from
her sex and sent miniature lightning bolts to her belly.

Those sexy little noises sent Reece over the edge. Unable to
hold himself back any longer, he began thrusting hard and fast, his desire for
release immensely strong now. He knew at that point that nothing could make him
stop, if his mother were to have walked into that bathroom, he could not pull
away from Allie until he’d come. Thankfully, however, there was no appearance
from his mother, or anyone else for that matter.

Allie tried to part her legs wider as Reece picked up the
rhythm of his thrusts. The desperation of his movements, the sound of his
breathing and the way he groaned contentedly each time he was safely sheathed
in her warmth was almost as pleasurable as the orgasms she experienced with
him. She panted and moaned, as her back slid up the wall with each forceful
drive.

And just as she was screaming his name with the power of a
third massive climax, he whispered, “I love you,” in her ear, while his member
lengthened and pulsed. Relatively little fluid erupted from him, unsurprising
given their recent activity. But Allie was happy to note that it didn’t seem to
affect the pleasure Reece had felt.

Eyes closed, his head dropped back on his neck and he gulped
in large mouthfuls of air. “Oh, God,” he breathed. “That was...” he fumbled for
another word, slowly opening his eyes and returning his face to the level of
hers. “I mean...” he gasped.

“I love you, Reece,” Allie offered, smiling deep into his
eyes. “I love you so much,” she added, drawing her arms around his waist and
pulling him closer. She would not be able to say how long they stood that way,
but by the time they finally emerged from the bathtub, it was only because
she’d run out of hot water.

Going Home

A
llie
woke up over twelve hours later, not that she had any concept of time. The only
thing she was aware of was the fact that it was dark, whether that indicated,
evening, middle of the night or early morning, she had no clue. As her eyes
drifted open, she automatically turned expecting to find a comforting, warm
body next to her. However, the security of Reece’s form, something that had
become a mainstay over the previous days was no longer present.  Her hand
slipped out over the mattress, feeling the sheet for any trace of warmth and
found it. He obviously hadn’t been gone long.

Pushing the sheets off her, Allie slid off the bed.
Completely naked, she wandered across the bedroom to the bathroom door. It
stood ajar and she gave it a little nudge. As the door swung wider, she
listened to the complete silence and already knew that Reece was not inside.
Turning away from the bathroom, she retraced her steps, stopping by the side of
the bed to pick up a large towel she’d dropped there after their shower. Feeling
a little chilly,
she wrapped the fabric around
her, tucking it on itself to keep it up.

Unhurriedly, she exited the bedroom and strolled
through to the kitchen, she didn’t find him there. But the open plan living
space afforded her a view of the back of his head. He was sitting on the couch,
in the dark. “Hey,” she called, smiling.

His face snapped around and he grinned in return.
“Hi,” he mumbled. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you.”

“
I
don’t think you did,” she assured him, her feet crossing the cool kitchen tiles
and eventually finding the hardwood of the living room. It was then, as she got
to the end of the couch, that she noticed he was fully dressed and in the process
of putting his shoes on. “Going somewhere?” she wondered aloud.

“
Umm,
yeah,” he responded, leaning forward to refasten the laces of his dress shoes.
“I’m just going to pop back to my apartment.”

Resting her butt on the arm of the couch, Allie draped
her forearm over his shoulders. “What happened to your promise to keep me
entertained?” she asked, leaning forwards and kissing his temple.

“
I
won’t be gone long,” he chuckled.

“
You
want to go in the middle of the night?” she queried, her eyes drifting to the
digital display on her DVD player. It was almost nine o’clock.