“Share the best with me!” she gasped, arching her back as she felt the spurts of his release blast her pussy’s walls. “Yes…yes…share it all with me! It feels so good…so good, Oscar… I love the feel of your cock inside me…I love what you’re doing with me! The long wait is over!”
“Jeez…oh Jeez, Elena…you’ll wreck me!” She was bucking her hips and caressing his body with her clammy thighs, her arms about his neck as he pushed up from the bed to look down at her. “Go on…go on…wreck me!”
His hands gripped her arms, pushed them back on the bed as he pinned her down with his hips, as he slammed down and stretched her wet heat. The woman fucking with him was wild, uninhibited and unashamed of what they sought from each other.
“Yes…I want that…but…but don’t mark me!” She twisted and turned to break free of his lips as the sucked and tugged on her breasts until it felt that he would tear them from her body. “I’m yours…like this…for as long as you want me!”
She felt him slump down upon her as her body was again wracked by an orgasm, then another. The denial, or was it final acceptance, of these ways between them, had taken her to new forbidden heights of pleasure.
Oscar made them roll over and she lay on him, felt the heat of their bodies against each other and she simply lay still on him, her mouth lightly pressed against his lips.
“Don’t keep looking at your watch…there’s time,” she murmured, languishing in his hold upon her.
“I’m just checking…can get greedy for more.”
He wondered just how it would all end, how he would keep this from Niall when he came home from his course. The bond with Elena was close, but it had never strayed into what he had done with Gabi. If the next few days didn’t put him straight on all that had happened, a return to base and the colder harsh reality of combat training would do so. He sure had needed a change from all of that and he had gone and found it, seduced it more like, both with Gabi and Elena.
When would enough be enough?
6
She had called him on his cell to say that she was running late; her apologetic tone also held regret. During the night, lying in his arms and loved out, Gabi had admitted to dating a few guys while he had been away, but they had led nowhere, the emotional bond with him too strong to have someone else break into that. On the bike ride home from Elena, he’d wondered how to get out of the emotional maelstrom that his leave could so easily become. With aberrant pleasure also came guilt that he had tamped his mother, whatever the motivation in each of them may have been to pursue or succumb to such moments. That vein, as a miner might have it, had still to run out. There would be a few days when Niall was about to correct the balance, he hoped, and to track down friends and hang out with them.
Now, Oscar stood in the wide doorway that led out onto the front porch, with its balustrade, and waited for Gabi to manoeuvre her pale blue, compact, car onto the narrow driveway and then to join him. The skirt of her dress hitched up as she stepped out of the car, revealing her thighs. He took a moment to gaze at the woman who had broken through to him, again, upon his return home. The gnawing ache of longing was very different from what had possessed him with Elena. The pleasure he’d discovered sure failed to ease his conscience, but he had done the chasing.
“Sorry darlin’…you been home long?”
Her eyes darted over him to gauge his reaction on seeing her again. She was thrilled that he stood waiting to greet her, his absence for so long again made up by seeing him. A yawning gap in her life had again been filled, if only for a while. Her love for him had taken on a new meaning and it was something she would not think of, just now or for too long.
“I’ve been home a couple of hours. I’ve started on supper…found something in the freezer. I thought to help you out…found a pasta bake of some kind. I’ve made a salad too…”
She heard the somewhat emotionless tone of voice. “Are you okay, hon’…really? I’ve been thinking of you…”
Her look upon him suggested she was concerned about what he would say in reply.
“Yeah, I am. The day went okay, with Elena…we got the work done and I’m still in one piece…a few scratches on my arms from the brambles and branches we worked through…it went fine.”
“No other reasons for them?” She saw him flinch in reaction to her direct ways of asking it. “What have I said?”
“Nothing…it’s okay,” he smiled thinly, staring back at her, trying to play it cool, but she drew near and gripped his arm as the conversation with Elena, of a few days ago, came to mind. “Did you also offer company to Elena…of a different kind? You’ve had the hots for her before…though she’s a working woman of a different kind to me.”
“That’s kinda bitchy, seein’ as she’s your friend when I’m away from here.”
“Don’t go getting all defensive, darlin’…”
Oscar glared back at her, watched as Gabi loosened the scarf draped around her throat, did that after she had put her handbag down on the hall table.
“I’m sure not going there! Whatever happened is our business! Besides all of that…I sure remember some days when we were all together fooling around in the garden…playing basketball or throwing frisbees…you and Elena all dressed to show or talking to each other as if sharing some kind of secret wish about us two. We weren’t so innocent that we didn’t read the signs…”
“No, I guess you weren’t.” She kept him from leaving her side. “Stay…be with me if you still want to do that and don’t be angry. We haven’t got time together to mend those feelings afterwards…” She kissed his cheek. “I’ll go freshen up…”
Oscar sighed, seeing her again had made him feel guilty about his time in the sack, and on it, with Elena. Under that skin of hers there sure beat a passionate heart and he was glad that she’d left no marks on his skin, only in his mind of what they had resorted to. He’d showered for what felt like a long time, washing Elena’s pussy juices and his cum off his prick, checked his body for the slightest hint that they had found each other in a different way from before.
“Hi…I’m back,” he heard Gabi whisper, soon wrapping her arms around him and locking her lips with his. No words were exchanged, and their kiss went on for a long time, her hands gripping his shirt and her body pressed hard against him. He never tired of feeling a girl, or woman, do that. His prick twitched and he felt it harden, press against the front of his chinos.
“Are you on the pill…’cos the way things have been and will be, I sure don’t need any accidents happening…”
Gabi brushed fingers over his face, was unsure of what his reaction would be to what she said.
“Don’t be so angry or talk so hard to me, please? I’ve taken care of that…will stop again when you’re gone.” He moved out of her hold on him and went to check on supper, pulled open the oven door and gave a satisfied nod. “Is it almost done…darlin’?”
“Yeah, almost done. I’ve also put some beers in the fridge….found some wine if you prefer it?”