Page 50 of The Champion
“Not quite.” He pulled my earlobe between his teeth. “ButI’m pretty damn good.”
Restart – Jameson
Every time I thought about this night, with my wife, Ihad pictured spending hours exploring her skin with my tongue, kissing everyinch of her and teasing her into a frenzy before we finally came together andmade love at a reverent pace until the sun started to rise. That’s how ahoneymoon was supposed to be like, right?
It wasn’t going down that way.
At least not this first time or after everything we’dbeen through in the last day. The need I felt was too great, all encompassing,and it appeared that my wife was in the same frame of mind.
The frantic desire had to be sated. Neither of us was inenough control of our want for the other to take our time.
Between the airplane and the boat teasing, it onlyamplified our need.
Not that I wasn’t still upset about being bit by afucking great white, but still, I was horny and that took precedence overeverything.
Sway ended up on top when we hit the floor once insidethe house and immediately snaked one hand behind my neck to pull my face tohers. The other reached down to stroke my camshaft with the heel of her palm.
The beginnings of the erection I had moments ago turnedrock hard under her touch. I wasn’t going to be able to wait, not even for amoment.
I curled my forearm around her waist and with a quickflick flipped her onto her back. My left hand reached for a handful of her hairas my right slid the length of her body over her torso, between her breasts,down her flat stomach to between her legs.
She gasped when my hand slipped over her crankcase. Imoaned again and settled my legs between hers, my right hand reached for herleft knee to draw it up my hip.
I drew back for just a moment, long enough to catch herheated gaze with mine, her emerald green eyes looking up at me.
There was no more Moby Dick talk, no more China talk,just grunts, moaning and my leg bleeding.
The emerald in her eyes seemed to have deepened somehowwith her need, turning them almost black. There was no mistaking the urgency.She wanted this hard and fast too. There would be plenty of time for tendernesslater.
“I love you.” I told her, my voice husky.
She moaned against me wiggling her hips. With thatassurance, I pushed inside her with one continuous stroke, pausing only whenour hips were pressed together and there was literally no further I could go. Ihesitated there for just a moment, feeling her heat around me, enveloping me,welcoming me just as she had before. It was the same but different, somehowmore intense, as though the waiting had made it better.
Or maybe it was the loss of blood from my shark bite thatwas causing me to hallucinate.
Another gasp escaped her throat and her eyes rolled back briefly.She pulled the leg I still held in my hand free and wrapped it around my waist,bringing the other up as well so that her body was firmly clamped against mineprompting me to moan out loud. I put an arm under her shoulders and the otherunder her ass. In that position, I was able to pull her upper body against minewhile she fused our lower bodies together with her legs around my waist.
“Jameson,” she sighed, relaxing slightly in my arms.
“Sway,” I grunted. “Jesus Christ...”
I could feel myself edging toward climax already and Ididn’t want to hold back even if I could. It had been months, far too longsince we had sex, and I wanted it,neededit as soon as possible. Ourmovements became frantic, arms, hands and legs flailing around, searching forthe need. As we rocked against each other, the door creaked with each thrustwhile the wind howled throughout the house.
I grabbed Sway’s thighs and unclasped her legs from mywaist, prompting a grunt of dissatisfaction from her until she saw that I was simplymoving them up to my shoulders. Positioning them that way and then grasping herhips, I could pull her body against mine. The thrusts came faster, almostroughly and I tried to remember to be gentle but she was pushing faster too.
Clutching my arms, her nails dug into my skin moaning andtossing her head back and forth against the door. I could feel her body tensingaround me again and knew I would join her this time.
I bent at the waist, still holding her legs over myshoulders, and continued to push inside her. She thrashed a little bit under mefrom the sensations but I was able to keep her in place with my grip on herlegs and the angle I maintained, pressing her body underneath mine.
She moaned, needlessly telling me what was alreadyobvious from her body. With a final hard thrust, I felt my own body tense andlet go. The relief and euphoria pouring over me in waves—an animalistic growlrang through the house, and I wasn’t entirely surprised to realize it wascoming from me, ripping through me as an audible echo of the intensity I feltfrom the bottom of my feet to the ends of my hair. The pulsing continued muchlonger than I recalled experiencing before.
Sex with Sway before the baby had been incredible,indescribable, but it was a pale shadow compared to this. I couldn’t getenough.
I don’t know how much time had passed before I was ableto move enough that I could release my grip on my wife’s legs. I let them fallto my sides but made no effort to pull away from her or pull myself from whereI still rested inside her.
Her eyes were closed but she ran her hands through myhair absently, gathering herself together. I turned my head so I could lay mycheek against her chest as I came down from the mind-shattering high I had justexperienced.
“We didn’t make it to the bedroom, sorry,” I murmuredeventually. “And the bedroom is fucking amazing,”
