Once it was late enough and nothing was left to watch on TV, he made his first move toward leaving. He sensed her reluctance and was conflicted by what he should do.
What should she do? Summer wasn’t sure. It was only a matter of time before she asked him to stay—they both knew it—but she lacked experience in these matters and didn’t know how to proceed.
I love him.
She waited for a chorus of dissent or a quiet rumbling of doubt. None came.
Her next actions had serious consequences. She wanted to get it right. There was a lot at stake, including her daughter’s future.
“Summer, your brain is going to melt if you don’t ease up.”
He had no idea. And it wasn’t her brain melting. The five-alarm blaze raging out of control in her panties was hella distracting.
With a sigh of longing, she admitted her desire. “I want you to stay.”
Arnie studied her for a long time. She felt him probing, gave access, and didn’t try to hide from her feelings.
“Because you’re afraid to be alone?” he asked for clarification.
This was it. This was the moment. Everything hung on how she responded.
“Because I’m not happy unless you’re with me. Because I don’t know where I end and you begin. Because my heart can’t take being away from you anymore.”
His eyes gleamed.
She put her arms around his neck and plastered her body to his. “Because I love you, and the only way I can live is with you.”
His lips slowly descended. Her breath caught with exquisite anticipation. When their lips touched, he caressed her mouth more than kissed. His lips were warm and sweet. She ached for more.
Their kissing flooded her with divine ecstasy. Belonging to this glorious man was her true destiny. Surrendering to his kiss, she clung as he smothered her lips with demanding mastery.
His hands explored her back, waist, and hips. She stroked the tendons in the back of his neck. Instinctively, her body arched into his.
Forcing their lips apart, he held her by the arms and gazed lustfully at her. “If I stay, you know what it means. Yes?”
“It means you’re mine.”
The way his eyes blazed told her he approved of her wording. She was surrendering, but in a lot of ways, so was he.
With the gas fireplace providing a romantic ambience, they sat on the sofa and made out for hours. She felt cherished and adored. He didn’t rush. With each kiss and caress, she fell further under his spell.
He removed her top and made love to her breasts with supreme care and gentleness. His mouth licked and nibbled the mounded fullness still encased in a stretch lace bralette. She flushed with embarrassment when her boobs leaked, but he laughed and took advantage of the situation by cleaning up the leaking milk with his tongue.
Before long, she was naked and posing seductively on the couch while Arnie stood over her, undressing and devouring her exposed flesh with his eyes.
He took his wallet out and pulled two condoms from the fold. Seeing the foil packets started an inferno inside her.
The pleasure he took from seeing her naked was quite a turn-on. When he dropped his pants, the bulge contained by his briefs looked enormous.
A year ago, he’d been reluctant to let her experiment orally. Whenever she tried to initiate, he shut her down after a few tentative minutes. It was time to claim what was hers.
She slid off the sofa and got on her knees. Arnie inhaled sharply and held his breath.
“Summer.” His groan was deliciously thick and manly.
Ignoring his attempt to retain control, she blew past his hesitation and peeled away his briefs. His cock was beautiful as it unfurled and greeted her by standing at attention.
Romantic erotica and the occasional late-night peek at a porn site gave her just enough knowledge to feel somewhat confident. Exploring him with her hands got her blood pumping. As he was a rather big boy, a two-handed grip was necessary.
He showed her how to tease and please. She was a captivated student—curious and eager to learn. Her delight was obvious when the stroking and squeezing plumped the fat head of his cock.
Taking him into her mouth was hot and exciting. She loved his grunts and sexy hissing.
Her tongue swirled. She kissed, licked, and nibbled. He was far too big for a novice—she’d have to practice a lot before sucking him off was in the cards—but he quivered so beautifully that she still felt a sense of triumph.