The Stars Trilogy (49 page)

“No…no…”

“Then I’m doing it better, hmmm?”

“Yes! Oh Dare, yes! Like that…yes,  like that! Oohhh!”

She arched her sexy derriere against him,  her hands gripping his forearms as he worked her good, opening her pussy lips wide and torturing her clit with strokes he’d mastered long ago, when he was still into pleasuring a woman for pleasure’s sake. Her incoherent cries of bliss echoed around him like the sweetest song.

Fuck it was so easy to impale her from this position. His cock was rearing under her, hard as a battering ram.

She ached her back and cried out as she hit the summit, shuddering in his arms. He pressed his palm hard on her mound and he could feel her pussy throb and clench with every burst of energy expelled by her orgasm.

She collapsed like a rag doll against him.

He caught her and cradled her in his arms.

Celine yelped when she was suddenly submerged in the water.

Spluttering, she held onto Dare’s shoulders as he bent, bodily dipping her again, laughing.

“Dare!” she squealed.

He straighted, grinning devilishly.

“Are you awake now?”

She made a face. “Put me down.”

He let her slid down his body to her feet. Her front rubbed with his very aroused…cock.

Oh gosh, did she doze off after she came? She collapsed in his embrace, swimming in pleasure she forgot time. And him.

How selfish of her!

She looked up at him, flushing. “You haven’t…”

“Now that you’re back on earth, it’s your turn.”

“My turn?”

“To bathe me.”

Minutes later Celine was uttering a prayer of thanks for this wonderful moment, as she gazed at the trees above them, at the rays of sunlight filtering through the leaves.

She was with the man she loved in a little paradise. Just him and her, away from the rest of the world. It was a magical dream she didn’t want to wake up from.

Dare was kissing her neck, licking her breasts as she soaped his huge cock. She still couldn’t say the word any more than she can utter the four letter word but she could get used to this, bathing his cock.

“You have the most amazing boobs, baby,”

“Changing your size preference now?”

“These are natural Cs.” He wiggled her twin mounds playfully and bent to lick her nipples.

“You’ve had a lot of practice sizing up boobs, hmm?” Her body was sated so it was less sensitive to his petting now, but her core throbbed anew.

“It comes with the territory.”

“I also need to practice sizing up...cocks.” She giggled and gripped his penis hard, her hands wrapping around it firmly. He was so thick her fingers could barely close around him and so long  her two hands cannot completely cover his shaft.

He groaned deeply. “It had better be mine alone,” he said in a territorial tone.

She was tickled by his possessiveness. “Hmm, lemme see. How big is this?”

He grinned. “Let’s measure it with your pretty mouth.”

She blushed. He dipped himself into the water, washing the soap from his body then sat back on the edge of the lagoon, opening his legs wide for her.

Excitement suffused her entire being. She studied his manhood. It was scary in its length and girth alright. But she had to reassure herself that many women were crazy about him...and women were naturally built to take penises. “Uhm...I’m thinking...a baby grows even bigger than this inside a woman’s womb and babies are born around the world everyday so it’s no biggie really when you think about it. I can take this...baby monster...if I practice enough.”

He burst out laughing. “Celine, Celine...you say the funniest things.”

“Okay...I need to concentrate.”

“Concentrate, hmm?”

She ran her fingers from the tip of his shaft to the base, all the way down to the sac. “That’s a long way from here to there,” she noted.

“Lick it.”

“Uhm...” She held him at the base and guided the crown to her lips.

Tentatively, she swiped her tongue quickly at the plum-like tip.
Gosh, How-to-blow-him-sky high tips, come back!

He inhaled and exhaled sharply. “Again.”

She did it again, this time, slower, letting her tongue glide around the head, bathing it with her saliva.

“Oh fuck...baby...that’s really good!”

Encouraged by his words, she opened her mouth and tried to take him in.

He hissed and jerked. “God!”

She could only take a portion of his length. She clamped her mouth on his shaft and made a sucking motion.

He groaned loudly.

She had read extensively about the art of giving head. The books said it was vital to a man’s pleasure and a must-learn trick if a woman wanted to keep her man for good. She’d watched videos on the procedure and it wasn’t as difficult as she first thought. This was Dare she was giving pleasure to. Everything that she’d  learned, she wanted to apply to him.

Her confidence soared and she moved her mouth on him, loving the silky feel of his hardness, the hotness and the delicious aroma and taste of his juices.

His hands were wrapped around her head, but he wasn’t guiding her to move. He wasn’t thrusting in her mouth either. He was merely holding on to her, his feverish words of appreciation bathing her with more encouragement.

She licked and sucked him, wanting to bring him to the brink but he suddenly stopped her. She made a protesting sound. She was loving the activity so much. The power she was feeling was addictive.

“I’m almost there, babe. I don’t want to damage your sweet little mouth. You need to practice more for that and I don’t have the time to teach you right now.”

He kissed her lips hard. Then he wrapped her hand around his shaft and wrapped his big hand around her hand, squeezing.

He guided her how to stroke him.

The feel of him in her hand, so hot and hard and pulsing with life was awesome. She was showing her how he pleasured himself and she was hooked, her pulse beating in tandem with his escalating passion.

He grasped her hair and bent to kiss her hard, his tongue driving  past her lips as he stroked himself with her hand faster and faster.

“Fuck, baby…You’re so beautiful, so hot, so mine, mine, mine!” He kissed her harder, sucking at her lips, and she kissed him back, returning his fervor, her tongue dueling with his as he moaned in her mouth. His cock felt like a burning steel rod wrapped in silk, throbbing with raw power in her hand.

“I’m coming, babe. Oh fuck…Oh baby…!”

She wrenched her lips from his and looked down between then, wanting to see how his orgasm happened.

The sight was riveting. Her hand and his seemed connected, moving as one and she could feel every pulse beat of his life, there, in her hand.

His body stiffened, shuddering, a guttural sound ripping from his throat.

She watched in wonder as copious whitish liquid spurted out of him, hitting her chin, splattering on her chest, coating her breasts and dripping down her belly and legs.

He jerked in her hand, throbbed with every spurt until the last drop just oozed out of him.

“Oh my gosh, Dare…” she moaned weakly, overwhelmed by what she had witnessed.

His hand fell away from his cock and he slumped against her, breathing hard.

She hugged him tight.

“Ffffuck…” he moaned weakly, wrapping his arms around her tightly.

She kissed his hair, grinning from ear to ear. Her hand gleamed with his juices. She licked one finger, tasting him. “Delicious.”

“Huh?” he groaned.

“Your…semen.”

He grunted. “You’re licking my cum again?”

“I love it. It tastes familiar. I just can’t peg what exactly it tastes like.”

“Make sure it’s not some other man’s cum you’re talking about.”

She slapped his back. “Eww, gross!”

He slapped his rump. She yelped.

“Celine?”

“Hmm?”

“I’m glad, baby. I’m glad it was me who took your virginity. I was going nuts thinking about you and Ben…”

She playfully pulled his hair.“You’re seriously twisted, you know that?”

He framed her face and looked in her eyes solemnly. “I know. I’m sorry. Thank you for waiting for me.”

She rubbed her nose with his. “You’re becoming cheesy, Dare Montgomery.”

He laughed out loud.

I love you.

She didn’t want to say it aloud and ruin the magic. She’d said it a few times already and he didn’t say it back and she didn’t want him to think that he needed to say it back, even if she wanted to hear it from him, to hear him say that he was feeling the same way about her.

But everything was developing so great between them. She won’t rush it.

She knew in her heart, he already loved her.

He was willing to die with her.

That was proof enough.

He will say the words in his own good time.

Dare’s backpack was a revelation. It contained the most useful things a person marooned in an island would need. The toothbrush and toothpaste were her favorite items. They shared the only toothbrush available. They had no choice.

Celine thought it was an intimacy of another level, too. It was rather very sweet.

Dare had joked that he’d licked her pussy and she’d licked his snaky. Sharing a toothbrush with her was nothing.

She’d laughed at that. He certainly had a point there.

They cavorted in the lagoon for a few hours, just relaxing and resting. The warm water alleviated their tired muscles. 

They washed each other, familiarizing their hands on each other’s bodies as they lathered each other’s skin with the soap. Their passion was sated and they were just basking in the afterglow.

Chapter Twenty-one

“My heart is broken again. The rags say you’re getting married. Again! Why do you want to get married so soon after your divorce? Why don’t you stay single for sometime? Naiomi is undeniably beautiful but she seems not suited for you. Her eyes are blank in those magazine covers. I hope you won’t marry her. Wait for me. I’m graduating from college soon. I can finally go to LA and work there and finally meet you! Okay, you must think I’m a complete psycho but believe it or not, I think we have a connection of sorts. We have to meet one day soon to know if it’s real.

And I know it’s real. I have your Phoenix.

THEY REACHED THE PLANE just before the sun disappeared from the west.

They made a fire and roasted sausages for dinner. Banana became their substitute for cereal and rice.

“This is like camping in the woods,” she mused.

“I’m glad you’re not looking for your make-up kit and throwing a tantrum.”

She rolled her eyes. “What kind of women have you been having for company? Tsk tsk.”

He shrugged. “Where have you been hiding all these years, baby?”

She smiled, her heart welling up with joy. “Are you happy with my company?”

“She’s fishing.”

She pouted. “Well, you hardly have any choice, anyway. I’m the only female around here. You’ll have to be content with me.”

“Are you seducing me again, woman?”

“Oh no! I don’t think I can take anymore of that!” she eyed his fly with disapproval.

He chuckled. “You were able to take it just fine awhile back.”

“No, I’m telling you. No more tonight.”

“We’ll see who begs otherwise, later.”

“What if I get pregnant?” she asked him offhandedly and regretted it immediately. Oh boy! She wanted to kick herself.

Why the hell did she say that of all things? She was a virgin but way past minority. She should be responsible with her sex life and that included her health. She had meant to get prescribed with the pill in LA when she and Dare started getting too intimate weeks ago but then he became suddenly cold and distant to her and going to the doctor just escaped her mind. She certainly didn’t anticipate making love with Dare under the circumstances. Everything was so sudden and spontaneous.

He fell silent, his face serious.

“Hah, you haven’t thought of that, have you?” She made her tone light and casual. “I don’t think I’d get pregnant anyway. But my menstrual period is approaching. We should be cautious...next time. I’m not on the pill. I didn’t have the need for it until…” her voice trailed off.