Walking on Sunshine: A Sweet Love Story (Seasons of Love Book 1) (12 page)

It left me with a set of questions I was too afraid to ask. What was he like during that time? It wasn't that long ago, but the way he handled himself now made it apparent it was really a lifetime ago.

I wanted to ask him why he dropped out, but before I could, he changed the subject to talk about what happened on the reality TV episode we watched last night. I didn’t want to press further and ruin the mood, so I let it slide from the conversation but not my mind.

M
y stomach felt like it would explode. I knew I could not fit another bite in my mouth.

“What are your plans for the rest of tonight?” Cee asked as he rinsed the dishes in the sink and put them into the dishwasher.

“Nothing really, just sit and watch the TV,” I said as I put the leftovers in Tupperware.

“Not until we have dessert.” He grinned.

“Dessert? What’s for dessert?” Excitement filled my voice as I looked over at him, watching him rinse each dish, bending down, his ass firm and visible.

I already had my eye candy, what else did I need?

I knew I couldn’t eat another bite of food, but maybe I could pack dessert away somewhere. I had such a sweet tooth.

“I made black forest brownies.” A wicked gleam sparkled in Cee's eyes.

“What are those?” I was intrigued. It wasn’t often that I met a dessert that I never heard of before.

“We start with a gooey brownie,” he instructed as he grabbed a pan full of brownies cooling on the counter. “Then, we then put some delectable cherry pie filling on it.” He pulled out a can of filling and opened it.

He cut the brownies out and put them on two plates, then he placed a heaping spoon full of cherry pie filling.

“Then, we put on ice cream,” he said, dishing out some ice cream from the freezer.

“They look delicious,” I said, licking my lips. Delicious was an understatement.

“You have to taste it first before you start saying things like delicious,” Cee playfully scolded me.

He grabbed the two plates, added spoons, and brought them to the table. I took a seat in front of one of the plates, watching as the ice cream melted a little bit against the warm brownie.

“Tell me what you think,” Cee said. I greedily picked up the spoon and contemplated where to start first. Everything was just begging for me to eat it. The ice cream seemed to be the best place to start, so I took a bite of it.

“No, no, no!” Cee exclaimed, smiling and shaking his head. “You don’t eat them like that. This is how you do it.” He took his spoon and dove into his brownie concoction scooping up a mix of ice-cream, cherries and brownies all in one bite. He brought it towards me slowly, keeping his other hand underneath the spoon.

I was hesitant at first, but opened up and let him put the spoon softly in my mouth. I closed my lips around it. It was delicious- the creaminess of the ice cream, the tartness of sweet cherry pie filling, and the brownies were moist and filled with dark chocolate bites. I let out a slight moan.

“This is delicious,” I said. I looked up at Cee and his dark eyes seemed to darken to a stormy blue with the sound. He blinked, and his eyes returned to their normal light, violet color.

“It's all about the cherry, brownie, ice cream combination. Has to be just right.” He took his spoon back and took a bite out of his own piece.

I picked up my own spoon, and took a couple more bites. I was careful to eat it the way Cee had instructed, savoring each bite.

I peeked up from my plate to Cee smiling at me.

“What are you looking at?” I asked, flustered and unsure why he was staring at me.

“I have never seen someone devour dessert quite as thoroughly as you just did.” He smiled, cocking his head slightly to the side. “I think you got most of it on your face.”

I blushed. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I hurriedly wiped my face with the back of my hand. I felt some crumbs fall off.

He chuckled, his eyes still gazing at my mouth. That wonderful darkness started to creep back into his eyes.

“You missed a spot,” he said. He took his thumb and wiped the corner of my mouth. I trembled at his touch. It awakened a part of me I had forgotten existed

“There, just a little ice cream.” He brought it to his mouth and sucked the melted ice cream from his thumb. I shivered.

“You aren't such a clean eater yourself,” I said as I wiped his cheek to get rid of the brownie crumbs.

“At least I don’t have ice cream on my nose.”

“I do not!” I quickly touched my nose making sure that it was clean.

“Might want to check again.” He dipped his finger into the leftover ice cream on his plate and rubbed it on my nose.

“Hey! That’s not fair!” I quickly dunked my finger in the remaining cherry sauce on my plate. I went to rub it on his nose. He grabbed my wrist and stopped me.

“Hey, this is the good stuff. We can’t waste it.” He slowly put my finger in his mouth, and sucked gently. “Tasty.” He looked at me, those eyes swirling full of so much emotion, like a storm about to hit. He had a devilish grin on his lips.

Before I knew it he, was pulling me into his arms, closing them around me, the warmth in them spreading through my body. I looked up at him, and then he dipped down, his lips capturing mine.

He stole my breath with that kiss, and I lost all sense of time and place. I tried to steady myself, but he was there, holding me. Keeping me steady, making me fall at the same time. I hadn’t had this feeling in years. It left me breathless and aching for more.

He pulled back to look at me. The only traces of the light violet in his eyes were on the outer edges. I felt like I was looking at the eyes of a wild animal, ready to take its prey. I wanted to be taken.

“I've been wanting to do that since you slammed the door in my face on that first day.” He smiled at the memory, waiting for my reaction. I hadn't moved yet. The smile slowly started to fade.

“Cee...” I couldn't find any words to say. I was still shaking from the kiss, still lost in a whirlwind of emotion.

His own smile faded as he seemed to finally realize what was happening, what he had gotten caught up in. “I'm so sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.” He shifted from confident and lustful to unsure and respectful. “You're my employer. I don’t want to mess anything up with Ben.”

Every muscle in his body was tense. I gently grabbed his hand, to make sure he wouldn’t run away. My head was still swimming from his kiss. I opened my mouth and could only make an inaudible grunting sound. My legs felt like Jell-O, and my insides were starting to burn with desire. That kiss had awoken in me something, a hunger that I let starve for years. Before I had time to let my thoughts cloud things, I let my body make my decisions for me.

I stood up and grabbed his head, pulling his lips down to mine. His body was stiff at first, his brain still trying to process what I was doing. He pulled back one more time to look me in the eyes. They had finally clouded back to that dangerous stormy color I yearned for so much.

“Cee...” I begged.

Before his name had finished escaping my lips his mouth was back on mine. I could taste the rich chocolate from the brownies in his kiss. He put his hands in my hair and pulled me in deeper. Every breath of his pushed into mine and made me crave him more. I couldn’t tell if it was his heart or mine that I felt furiously pumping against my chest.

He wrapped his muscular arms around me with his hands grasping my ass. With one fluid motion my body was lifted up and placed on the cold table. I grabbed at his blue T-shirt, pulling it up over his head. He obliged, and stooped over slightly so it was easier for me to take it off. I stared greedily at his chest and traced my hands over the smooth outline of his muscles. The sight alone made me heat up like an inferno.

I threw his shirt somewhere into the kitchen, and started kissing his chest. His smooth skin hard and even under my lips. The desire was building inside of me. I went to unbutton his pants, wanting to get to the trophy that I had been thinking about for months and denying myself.

Reasons of why we shouldn’t do this started to pop in my head like weeds. Thoughts about what this might mean for the future started to pull me out of the moment. Before those ideas could take complete hold his warm lips traced down my neck killing any thought except for the desire to get those pants off. He pulled back, and shook his finger at me.

“No ma'am. I can't let you get me naked that quickly,” he chastised playfully.

I pouted my lip. “But...”

He pulled me back in, before I could get another word out and kissed my neck gently. The little bit of stubble on his chin tickled as he traced to the top of my blouse with his lips. He pulled off my silk blouse and threw it somewhere into the living room. Gently cupping my white lace bra, he traced his hand along the fabric to the back. With one hand, he easily unsnapped my bra and pulled off the straps. His pupils dilated as he took me in. A slight smile formed across his lips.

“You are just so beautiful. You're different from anyone I've ever met.” He looked into my eyes and kissed me again, laying me down on the table. His tongue parted my lips slightly, and I let out a small groan as he gently bit my lower lip. He continued to kiss down my neck finding his way to my bare nipple, and he gently sucked it.

He darted his tongue in and out. Each time felt like the first time. Just when I thought he was about to bring me to orgasm, he backed away. I whimpered as he kissed across my chest to the other nipple, lavishing it with the same attention. I grabbed his hair, entwining it between in my fingers, trying to pull him back to my lips, but he refused.

Stubborn. I always did like that,
I thought. I sucked in a big breath as he kissed down my abdomen to the hem of my jeans. I felt his hands slowly unbutton my pants agonizingly slow. His thumb rubbed up against the thin slit of my exposed thong as he unzipped my pants.

Cee grabbed the belt hooks of my pants and tugged. I was amazed at how easily they came off, and I was glad I opted for my pretty thong today instead of my normal underwear.

He continued to kiss along my hipbone on to my thin underwear. The heat of his mouth sent waves of pleasure pulsing through me. His hands ran up my thigh. As he traced his finger along my bikini line, skimming between the fabric and my skin, I let out a loud moan. All I wanted is for him to be inside of me. To feel every inch of him.

He pushed the fabric aside ran his thumb along the newly exposed skin. My legs tightened at the touch. I wasn’t used to having so much attention given to me before sex. I was used to a “wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am” scenario. To have this much attention paid to me let me discover sensations I had never felt before.

He continued the steady motion and my legs relaxed, letting him explore deeper. My back arched as my insides started to pulse with pleasure. My breaths came out short and raspy as each motion drove me higher than before. He moaned with pleasure, a feral noise erupting from him as he watched me. I was so close from falling, only Cee to hold on to me, that I grabbed on to the side of the table, gripping it until my knuckles turned white. With one final flick of his fingers, I was taken by the overwhelming sensation of pleasure.

“Glad you had a good warm up. Now to move to the next base,” he said with a smile as he watched me shatter. His eyes were still that stormy color. Before I could come completely back to earth, he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder and started moving upstairs with me. His muscles were tight as he got up the flight of stairs but his breath was even. My thoughts raced, exploring everything that could happen with a man of such stamina.

I squealed with excitement as he threw me on the bed, my body landing with a little bounce. He turned on my nightstand light and gently climbed on top of me. His hard cock budged through his shorts, stiff against my inner thigh as I basked in it, the sensation between my legs growing warm.

He kissed his way down and removed my panties. They made a soft swishing noise through the air until they kissed the ground near my bed. He lavished me with his lips as he made his way back up to my neck. Torture. It was pure torture to feel his cock throbbing against me while he trailed down my body, the want in my growing with every kiss.

I reached for his board shorts, and this time, he didn’t stop me from unbuttoning them. He continued to bite and kiss my neck as I shimmied them down. I finally saw, the prize I’d been seeking. I wanted him even more now.

“Do you have a condom?” I asked, trying to tear my eyes away from the view.

“No, not something I thought to bring today.” He backed off slightly. I could see the disappointment in his eyes. “Do you?”

“No, I haven’t really needed them for a while now.” I was kicking myself as I watched this fine man crawl off of me. That was the last thing in the world I wanted. “Wait!”

I jumped out of the bed and ran to my purse. Melissa was always sticking condoms in my purse, just in case I got lucky. I found one and sent her a silent thank you, so glad she had more faith in my sexual exploits than I did.

I held it up triumphantly and walked over to Cee. He snatched it up from me in one smooth movement, and tore open the package. My body hummed with excitement, arousal brimming over me as he rolled it onto his large cock, pulling it all the way. This was definitely a prize worth waiting for.

“Now, where were we? Oh, yes.” He pushed me back on the bed and gently spread apart my legs with his knee, hesitating before pushing himself into me, inch by marvelous inch. The feeling of him against the walls left me frenzied, wanting more. Greedy, I grabbed his back, wanting to pull him in deeper, quicker. Ever the tease, he refused, taking his time as he filled me up with each glorious inch

Once I thought he couldn’t be any deeper he slowly pulled himself out. I let out a slight whimper, not wanting the feeling to go away. He pushed in even further with the next thrust and sped up the motion. I lift my hips to meet him, more of an instinct than a conscious decision, and relished each stroke.

Finally, he was all the way inside of me. I gripped his arms as he kept driving within me. Suddenly, he gripped my arms tightly and rolled onto his own back. I was surprised at his sudden show of strength, but he seemed to handle me with ease.