waist with my legs. He caressed my thighs then my
calves, as I ground harder and faster against his dick.
“You come, David!” I said as I fought
my orgasm, wanting to feel his cum inside me. “I want you to come
inside me, bare, no protections of any kind.” I smiled as it
occurred to him that we were having unprotected sex again this
week. He gritted his teeth and I saw him fight the
temptation.
“We shouldn’t Babe,” he said quietly,
but kept moving.
“No, we shouldn’t,” I purred as he
watched my face.
“Holy fuck,” he cried out as he came
hard inside me. I felt his cum wash my cervix as his cock jerked
hard. “You redheaded temptress!” he accused as I rode his orgasm
without stopping, even when he did. I squeezed him hard inside me.
He grabbed me again to stop the motions.
“Oh yea, Babe,” I crooned and held him
harder against me.
“Sarah, you are so dangerous to my
peace of mind,” he grumbled as he fell over me. I held him
tight.
“Well you blow my mind, too,” I
praised. His hardness jerked one last time, then fell
still.
“Fucking A right I do Honey,” he
agreed arrogantly, chuckling. I laughed too as he pulled off me
slowly, my legs falling away. He sat down and I moved to cuddle him
in my breasts. He wrapped around me hard and groaned. I held him
tightly, knowing he was worried about my antics at the
university.
“You go straight home,” he ordered and
I nodded. He handed me one of his t-shirts to put on and I handed
him my ruined bra and shirt for evidence. He smiled as his tee fell
to my thighs with the shoulder seams falling to my biceps. “We will
discuss this later.” He warned and I nodded again. He smiled again
and I looked down to read the legend too. “On a slow day we say,
‘Halt police.’ On a busy day we say, ‘They ran.’” I giggled then I
kissed him and opened the door turning with a wink.
“I didn’t scream,” I reminded him with
a smug grin. He moved towards me and I left hurriedly. I knew I
would get it later and that sent a pleasant shiver down my
spine.
Chapter 3
“While I bathed I thought of you,” I
said softly into the phone, loving the catch in your breath. I
smile, stretching back on your bed. I am wearing one of your
uniform shirts. I touch the collar, pulling it to my nose, smelling
you on the cloth.
“I think of you, too,” you confess. I
become still. “So what were your thoughts about?” you continue when
I don’t answer.
“I’m thinking of making another story
for you. You come home early. You find me in the bath. My yards of
hair wet and smelling of lavender, the bubbles are almost gone.
Even though the water is tepid, there I sit, humming and smiling,
lost in a happy memory. Your chuckle surprises me. Realizing that
it is you, I giggle happily.”
“I would love to catch you in my tub,
naked, wet and humming happily.” Your voice had deepened as you
talked to me. I sigh, loving the urgency of your “sex”
voice.
“Finding my own mermaid would lead me
into the depths of my passion. She would then lift me up to the
heavens in her arms.”
I lie back completely and snuggle into
your pillows. I hum a bit. Then I sing a few words of your favorite
song. You chuckle once more, causing me to stop so that I can bask
in the sound.
“ What are you doing?” you
ask. I smile.
“I am just lying in bed, chatting with
you.” I answer not mentioning that I am in your bed.
“Go on, tell me more about the story,”
You prompt. I take a moment to remember where I had left off. You
remain quiet, simply breathing in my ear. I listen to that for a
few moments before I begin to speak.
“I sit forward to open the drain.
Standing, I wring out my hair. I notice you leaning on the wall,
smiling. I pause, wondering if I should act normal and try to hide.
Or, should brazen it out and approach you naked? I decide to go
with brazen. I come to you wet and clean. I kiss you, soaking you
with my wet hair that I have draped over my