Peppermint Creek Inn (34 page)

Slowly Sara got to her feet and heaved a sigh. It had been extremely difficult to say goodbye, but she felt just a little bit better after unburdening herself of some of her tears. After one long, final glance, she turned her back on the big pink stone and left the tiny cemetery.

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The skin on Tom’s neck prickled a sensual warning and he halted the swing of his axe in midair.

Lifting his head, he saw her standing there. Her long tousled auburn hair flowed freely around her shoulders and arms in the rising late afternoon wind. His cock tightened with longing and hunger at the sight of her seductively curved rosebud lips. Although her beautiful big brown eyes were swollen and red-rimmed from crying, they hungrily flew over his naked chest, then raked down his abdomen and latched onto the quickly tightening erection he got whenever he looked at her.

His cock throbbed, pulsed and hardened against the prison tightness of his tight jeans. He wanted to reach out. To take her in into his arms. To kiss her until she begged for more. To press into her lusciously tight cunt.

He knew she wanted him. Read the desperate need mixed with wild delicious love shimmering like golden jewels in her eyes. Yet he did not reach for her. He stood stock-still, as if an animal sensing his mate.

He waited. Allowing her to make the next move.

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How long she stood there openly admiring the hard contours of his gorgeous body she had no idea, but the erotic waves of lust washing through her made Sara acknowledge she would follow him wherever he went and she’d never leave his side no matter what.

Suddenly he sensed her presence and he looked up, his smoldering green eyes looking directly into hers, capturing her, reading her mind, searching her soul. The fiercely heated look glowing in his eyes made her blood pound hotly. Sweat broke out on her palms. She knew the hunger ravishing throughout his body, felt it gnawing deep inside her.

God! She wanted him so bad it physically hurt.

Without taking her eyes from his face, Sara walked toward him. She read the indecision in his eyes. The pain of wanting to leave in order to protect her. The need to stay and fuck her and love her.

“No strings,” she found herself whispering knowing that’s the only way he would accept another night with her. Reaching out, she took the axe that dangled from his limp hand and placed it against the woodpile.

“No strings,” he replied softly as he slipped his powerful arms around her waist, cupping her ass cheeks in his hot hands pulling her roughly against his hard lean body. His head dipped and his mouth boldly took hers. The impact of his scorching lips upon her eager mouth made Sara groan from the sparks of pleasure.

She lifted her arms and wrapped them tightly around his neck. His tongue lightly grazed against her lower lip, sending electrical shock waves spiraling out of control through her.

Opening her mouth, she allowed his tongue to enter. He probed deep and Sara shuddered from the overwhelming feelings of pleasure exploding in her mouth.

His large hands came up and tangled in her hair as he pulled her closer and kissed her more deeply. Sparks of fire danced fiercely around her mouth and her body responded violently. His mouth became more desperate, insistent. She remembered how hot and hard his mouth had suckled her nipples during their previous lovemaking sessions and her breasts swelled with longing, her nipples tightened into painful peaks.

A desperate groan rattled deep within his chest. Suddenly his mouth left hers and she cried out her anguish. Without a word, he lifted her into his strong arms. Holding her tightly against his damp chest as he carried her across the yard and up the steps onto the wraparound porch.

In one fluid motion, he flung open the front screen door, crossed through the kitchen and living room and carried her down the hallway into her bedroom.

A moment later, she was being lowered onto the bed, the cool comforter pressing against her back. Her entire body trembled with frantic need as his fingers untied her runners and socks, flinging them away. She barely heard her shoes hit the wall as he slid his long fingers beneath the elastic band of her shorts, his heated flesh making her tremble with lust as he skimmed off both her panties and shorts.

“Get your blouse off. I’ll be back in a minute,” he growled and headed for the bathroom.

Her fingers trembled wildly as she did what he instructed. From the bathroom, she heard a drawer sliding open then a moment later it slammed shut. The harsh sound of a zipper opening split the air and Sara pictured him sliding his jeans over his lean masculine hips, the blue material slowly revealing the fluffy hair that arrowed down and encased his swollen testicles and stiff cock.

She blew out a shaky breath and slid her blouse and bra off, allowing her breasts to be exposed fully.

And then he was there.

Standing beside the bed looking down at her.

His fierce sexual gaze made her whimper. Made her pussy cream. Her nipples harden.

He was naked.

Gorgeously naked.

His stiff cock lifted upward toward his belly. The man was greatly aroused.

Then she saw what he held in his hand.

He’d found her vibrator.

The one she’d purchased via mail order shortly after her sister, bless her heart, had taken out a subscription for her with
Playgirl
magazine insisting Sara start to get back into the swing of things.

The vibrator she’d ordered was thin, with a one-inch wide, six-inch long shaft.

Sara had wondered why she hadn’t been able to lose herself in the pulsing vibrations when she’d slid it into her pussy those few times. But she was losing herself in erotic vibrations as they swept through her now.

“I want you Sara. I need you. God! I need you so bad.” His eyes were so dark with longing her heart swelled with love.

“You are so damn beautiful,” he whispered as he gazed into her eyes.

“Come here,” she whispered, holding her arms out to him.

He sank down beside her, and she wrapped her fingers into his newly cut and bleached hair—pulling his head toward her for another searing kiss. She couldn’t stop herself from nipping at his luscious bottom lip, from tasting his warm flesh until he emitted a groan from deep in his throat.

The primitive sound rocked her, drove a wild ache deep inside her pussy. He smelled erotically dangerous as he leaned over her and began massaging her breasts. A spreading heat of deep-seated need coursed through her nipples as his fingers plumped her nipples, drawing them out, pinching them, squeezing hard until she shrieked from the raw pleasure-pain.

His mouth broke from her lips.

Slid softly along her neck, his long warm tongue burned an erotic trail over her breasts, all the while his hands slid off her mounds smoothing over her belly, teasing her mons with the tip of the now humming vibrator but not getting quite near enough to her pulsing clit as she would have liked.

Sexual frustration mingled with shooting sparks of desire as he kissed one aching nipple and then the other. He followed up with sensual feather brushes with the bristle of his five o’clock shadowed cheek as his face slid erotically against her ever tightening nipples. When she thought she could stand the scraping tension no longer, his lips fell urgently upon her swollen mouth and she accepted his fiery hot kisses impatiently.

She still wasn’t used to these feelings of urgency and passion he brought out in her, and she found herself going freely with the intense sensations.

“I love you,” she blurted out against his hot mouth. “God help me, I love you so much.”

“I love you, too. I want you. I need you. I never want to leave you,” he groaned between kisses.

Her breath caught in her throat at the agonizing truth in his words and she wanted to scream with happiness at what she’d just heard.

Opening her mouth, she welcomed more of his hot kisses. Welcomed the sexual thrusting of his tongue against hers. The intimate plunging.

He sucked fiercely at her lower lip until a hot sexual awareness buzzed through her and the strong need to merge as one with him almost overwhelmed her.

His breath was coming quickly now and the vibrator teased along her inner thighs, prompting her to spread her legs apart. She cried out, jerking wonderfully when the vibrator slammed hotly against her swollen clitoris. He began a fast, hard stimulating rub against her clit that sent her senses roaring.

Sara wanted him.

Now!

Boldly she reached out, grabbing his hard cock. His thick erection pulsed against her palms. The veins bulged against her fingertips. She squeezed and twisted his hot steel rod. His sexual groans ripped through the air—it sounded like erotic music to her ears.

His shaft grew harder, his moans deeper.

Growling fiercely, he grabbed her by her upper arms and threw her onto her back.

She thought he’d penetrate her. Take her quickly and fiercely.

He didn’t.

Instead, he moved away from her. Grabbing her ankles, she laughed as he slid her along the bed until her ass touched the edge.

“What are you doing?”

He said nothing as he quickly hoisted her knees so her feet were flat on the bed, then he lifted her ass and propped a couple of pillows under her hips giving him a bird’s-eye view of both her holes.

She spread her legs wide and shivered as heat flared in his gaze.

“You’re already nice and wet for me, Sara.”

“Don’t sound so surprised, my love.”

“It’s still too soon for me to penetrate your ass but…”

She noticed he held a container of her peppermint salve in his hand and she found herself whimpering softly as he edged in between her legs. His gorgeous cock looked so big and hard, his balls swollen and ready to pour his love juices inside her.

He placed the container of peppermint down on the bed and returned her attention to her spread thighs.

She couldn’t stop herself from trembling with excitement as he grabbed the flat end of the butt plug that protruded from her and slowly pulled it from her body. She moaned as it slid past the ring of anal muscles and left her. Whimpered as the sweet scent of peppermint sifted beneath her nostrils as she watched him lube all his fingers.

She inhaled softly at the delicious feel of his lubed finger invading the tender opening to her ass. Her inner muscles clenched around the intruder and he began to massage her muscles, spreading her.

“I’m going to try something different, sweetness.”

“You are a man of variety.” She grinned up at him.

“A man of many talents, I’m sure. Even if I can’t remember them.”

“You will, with time.”

He said nothing, but she noticed the flash of fear zip quickly through his eyes and then it was gone.

He leaned closer, lubed the length of the vibrator and her eyes widened in surprise as he slid the vibrator against her anal opening.

She swallowed tightly as he inserted it.

“Have you ever been double penetrated before, sweetness?”

She shook her head back and forth. He grinned wickedly as he began to insert the vibrator, her anal muscles protesting the intrusion. He pushed harder, then slowly her muscles gave in, quickly opening up to it.

She liked the sensations of the vibrator as he turned it onto a low hum and inserted it deeper into her. The pressure built. The pleasure-pain burned brightly.

His eyes were dark. Dark and intense.

He drew the vibrator back out again then slid it in with long sensual strokes that had her moaning from the pleasure sensations.

“How do you like it?”

“Feels good.”

“Play with your tits, sweetness. Pull those nipples. Pinch them for me.”

Her vaginal muscles clenched wonderfully at his instructions. She did as he asked, running her fingers over her swollen breasts, touching her nipples until they stabbed into the air like two hard peaks of burning burgundy flesh.

She could feel the vibrator pulse deeper into her ass.

He leaned closer, his gaze catching hers, holding hers.

“Sex is beautiful, Sara. Very beautiful with the right person. What we have is something special. Very special.”

He began a slow erotic thrust with the vibrator.

“I know,” she breathed as she tried to keep the panic from coming again. Panic that maybe he was saying goodbye?

“Just go with it, sweetness. Relax and go with it.”

No, he wasn’t saying goodbye. He was giving her a present. She had to remain positive. Everything would work out. She couldn’t let her doubts come into their lovemaking now.

He must have sensed her worries, her fright, for his hot fingers cupped her pussy, the erotic heat rushed against her flesh and she calmed down instantly.

Coils of desire gushed through her vagina as he slid the edge of his hand between her pussy lips and sawed lustily against her quivering clit.

Her fingers pulled vigorously at her nipples while he massaged her clit.

The erotic thrusts of the thick vibrator pulsing into her ass scorched her.

Trembling with lust, she watched as he guided his manhood between her legs. His cock was so swollen. So unbelievably huge that she almost came right on the spot.

For a split second, she wanted to remind him of putting on a condom but swiftly changed her mind. They’d already had unprotected sex and she wanted to feel the luscious skin-to-skin contact again. Wanted to have another chance that maybe he’d leave a little of him behind inside her in case, God forbid, something horrible happened to him. She desperately needed a link, any link to keep them together, and if she got pregnant and she lost Tom then she would maybe be able to hold herself together for their child.

Her swollen pussy eagerly opened to him. Erotic pressure built as his massive cockhead speared into her creamy vagina. Biting her bottom lip she moaned at the exotic way his thick shaft stretched her cunt muscles unleashing delicious sensations all around her.

He moved slowly into her, probing deep.

His huge cock pulsed. Desire became unbearable.

Gasping for breath, she lifted her legs and curled them around his waist, her feet digging into his hard ass. Lifting her hips upward, she allowed him a deeper penetration.