Distant Myles (13 page)

Myles

I wonder how many orgasms I can make her have. I have found her g-spot and keep rubbing it with my fingers in a come-hither motion, while at the same time flicking and sucking her clit. I apply more pressure, going a little faster with my fingers and can literally begin to feel her swell inside. I know it won’t be long. Her muscles have already started to constrict on my fingers. I raise my eyes and can see that her breathing has increased. She has now moved both hands down to my head, gripping me hard.

I raise my head slightly “Amelia, don’t hold back. Just let go, I’ll catch you.” Capturing her clit between my teeth, I slightly bite down and flick it with my tongue, increasing the pressure and rhythm of my fingers at the same time.

“Myles, Myles. Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God!” She says trying to buck herself up off the bed. I bring my arm around and place it on her stomach to hold her down. And the next thing I hear is music to my ears.

“FUCK!” She screams, literally screams. Her whole body is shaking. I release her clit, raise my head and watch, but keep my fingers going. It feels like she is trying to push me out of her and then it starts. She’s squirting again.
Holy shit!
That is some kind of amazing. I have it running down my arms. I know my face is covered. Her bed is soaked. She starts to come down and that’s when I start back up. I start it all again, but this time I can feel it. She is having multiples. I wish my cock was inside her right now. All is right with the…

“Amelia, what’s wro…” Jamie says when she runs through the door, stopping dead in her tracks when she realizes what is going on and where my head is buried.

“Oh, God. Shit. Sorry.” That’s all that comes out of her mouth as she is shutting the door behind her. I know we just embarrassed the hell out of her because her face was fire engine red, and I, I feel like I have just had a bucket of ice dumped down my pants.

“Fuck! I’m sorry Amelia. I should have locked the door.” She is still panting. I slowly withdraw my fingers from her. She pushes herself up on her elbows and looks at me with somewhat of a dazed look. I bring my fingers to my mouth, licking them clean, watching her the entire time. She arches her eyebrows and her eyes become the size of saucers.

“You taste delicious. I wish I could bottle that flavor.” I tell her, licking every last drop I can get off my fingers.

She starts shaking her head and flops back down on the bed. “I can’t believe you just did that, Myles.”

“Can’t believe I just did what, Amelia.”

“Well, two things actually. I can’t believe you just gave me multiple orgasms, and two, you just licked your fingers clean. I mean, really. It can’t be that good.”

“Oh, I assure you it is. Have you forgotten the night you licked my face clean? I’ll be glad to give you a reminder though.” I know I still have her juices on my face so I crawl up her body and kiss her. Her only response is to kiss me back, licking and sucking in my bottom lip.

“Mmmmm, not too bad.” She says, licking her lips clean.

“Next time, I’ll be sure to lock your damn door so we don’t have any unwelcomed guests.” I roll off of her onto my side and cover her back up.

“What do you mean ‘unwelcomed guests’,” she asks as she props herself back up?

I can’t help but chuckle a little “Well, after you started to scream, Jamie ran into the room, but promptly turned and walked right back out.”

She flops back down on the bed and slaps her hands on her face. “You mean to tell me I was so far out of my ever-loving mind that Jamie walked in here, saw your head between my legs, and I don’t even remember it?”

“Yep, that just about sums it up.” I grab her hands in mine and try to bring take them away from her face, but they don’t budge.

“Just give me a minute will you, please.” I don’t know if she is going to laugh or cry after she says that, so I just wait patiently.

“Amelia, I loved spending time with you last night and I loved being able to pleasure you this morning. I’m not embarrassed by what we just did and I hope you’re not either.” I try to pull her hands down again, and this time she lets me. “I’m going to go. I’ll give you some time by yourself. I don’t want to push you too far. I have some work I need to get done anyway. Thank you for this morning. It truly was more than I was expecting.” I lean back up to her and give her a kiss before I crawl off the bed.

“Thanks Myles.” Is all I hear her say because she has covered her face up with the pillow.

“I’ll text you later. I hope you have a good day, baby.” I lean down and pull the corner of the pillow up and give her a kiss on her cheek and head out of her bedroom, closing the door behind me.

I walk down the hall and literally run into Jamie. “Oh, sorry Jamie. I didn’t see you.”

“Uh..um..that’s okay. See you later.” She turns and practically runs the other way. Her face is beat red again.

I make my way to the front door and let myself out. Stopping on the front porch and taking in a deep breath. The day couldn’t have started any better if I had planned it. Walking down the steps, I head towards my car, ready to get home and get some work done so I can spend some more time with Amelia.

Amelia

Did that just really happen? Yes, I know I just had multiple orgasms, but did Jamie really walk in on us when Myles had his head between my legs. Oh, God. I am so embarrassed. I hear Myles driving away and then I hear a couple of knocks at my door.

Knock...Knock.

“Come in.” I hear the door open and footsteps head toward the bed. Then the foot of the bed dips where she sits down. I can’t even bring myself to remove the pillow I have covering my head.

“Amelia, God, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know Myles stayed last night and then I heard you screaming. I thought something was wrong.”

I pull the pillow off my face and see Jamie’s face is practically as red as mine. “It’s okay, Jamie. You didn’t know. Just maybe knock before you come in the next time if you hear me screaming like that again. Okay?”

She starts laughing, covering her face with her hands. “Yeah, sure. I really am sorry.”

“Like I said, it’s okay. It could happen to anyone, right?” Tossing the pillow off to the side, I sit up and look at Jamie. Yep, her face is as read as me.

“So, what do you want to do today?” I throw my legs to the edge of the bed and head towards the bathroom. Yep, naked, again. I close the door, leaving it cracked just a bit so I can hear Jamie’s response.

“I don’t care. We could just go for a walk and hang around unless there is something else you want to do.” I hear her telling me from the bedroom.

I get done with my business, wash and dry my hands, and open the door. Turning back to the mirror, I brush my hair and pull it up into a clip, brush my teeth, then go in search of some clothes.

“That’s fine. We can do whatever, but I will have to do some laundry today. I need clean sheets.”

“You don’t have to wash the sheets every time you have sex on them, Amelia.”

“Oh, we didn’t have sex. He did as he promised he would. He made me squirt again.” I’m watching her face to see what she does.

“He what?”

“Yep, my sheets are soaked. So, they need washed. Have you ever been with a man who’s made you squirt, Jamie?”

“Uh, no. I can’t say I have.”

“Well, then you need to find a man who can. That is one orgasm you don’t want to miss.” Laughing a little as I tell her this. She has this deer caught in headlights look on her face.

“Sure, I’ll get right on that. I’ll make that part of the application process. Can you make me squirt? Check!” Laughing, she gets up off the bed and heads back down the hall.

“I’ll be out in a few, Jamie,” I yell after her.

I finish getting dressed then I’m off to find Jamie so we can start our day. I go into the kitchen to grab something to eat. Jamie is in there already, rinsing out her bowl.

“So, walk first?” I ask her as I shove a strawberry in my mouth.

“Yeah, sounds good. Let me get my shoes on then we can go whenever you’re ready.” Jamie walks off to find her shoes and comes back, ready to go as promised. I finish my breakfast and place my plate in the sink.

Heading out the front door, we start out toward town. It’s a nice day, a little cloudy, but still nice. It looks like there are some rain clouds in the distance, so we better not be gone too long. I don’t want to get stuck out in a storm. I hear the storms here can get rather nasty.

Before we know it, we have hit every shop in town and are slowly making our way back to the house. We take our time, enjoy the view and our conversation. She brings up once again how sorry she is about what happened this morning, and I reassure her really isn’t a big deal. She finally relents when I tell her I hadn’t even realized she had walked in on us until Myles told me.

“Really? You were that into your orgasm that you didn’t even know that I came running into the room?” She has stopped dead in her tracks to get the answer.

“Yes, Jamie. I was so into it that I didn’t notice you running into the room.”

We start walking again and turn onto the walkway leading out to the beach. I like to walk this way home to see what kinds of different shells I can find in the sand.

Jamie brings up Myles’ plea for me to move down here and asks what I am going to do. I still don’t know. I would like to move down here to see if this could work, but I am scared shitless because what if it doesn’t work? Where would that leave me?
Alone with no family or friends
.

I know she is worried about me and how depressed I get. I try to stay happy and act all hunky-dory when she is around, but I know she can see through it. Hell, I’ve told her enough times how unhappy I am, no wonder she can see through it. I’m not fooling her any more than I am fooling myself.

We are not too far from the house when we decide to just sit down in the sand. We just sit and watch the water and people watch. This is the best part of going to a beach. You get to see all kinds of crazy. The things people wear to the beach are ridiculous. Men should be banned from wearing speedos. I don’t care how good you think your body looks.

We have been out here for hours, which is evident when we realize the sun is starting to set. We both stand up and head back to the house. I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket. I reach in my pocket to retrieve it, looking at the number to see who it is. It’s Myles.

Hey Amelia. Just wanted to check in and see how your day was going. Thank you again for this morning, angel. X, Myles

“Is that from Myles?” Jamie asks, not looking at me.

“Yeah, it’s Myles.”

“Have you figured out what you’re going to do?” She grabs my hand and squeezes it.

“No.” That was simple enough to answer because I really haven’t figured out what I am going to do.

“Well, we only have a week left of our vacation Amelia, so you better do some soul searching.”

“I know Jamie. Would you mind telling me something I don’t know?”

With only a few houses to go, we eventually make our way back to the porch, which we promptly collapse on.

“Jesus, Amelia. How far did we walk?”

“Hell if I know. The only thing I can tell you, is that my feet are killing me.”

We both fall back and just lay there. What am I going to do? I have been asking myself that question repeatedly and I have yet to come up with an answer. My phone buzzes again. I don’t even have to look at the number to know who it is.

“Hello, Myles.”

“Hello, Amelia. Did you guys have a good day?”

“Actually, we just got back from the longest walk of my life. My feet are killing me. I think I might have to actually crawl into the house.”

He starts laughing as soon as I finish complaining. “I’m sorry. Do you need me to come over and rub your feet for you?”

“Ah, sorry Myles. There will be no rubbing anything tonight. I’m so tired. I think we’re just going to go to bed when we finally make it inside.”

“That’s fine. I just wanted to hear your voice again. I’ll let you go. Sweet dreams, Amelia.”

“You too, Myles.”

Pressing end, I turn to look at Jamie. “Come on, let’s get inside. I’m ready for bed. You know, other than a nice, long ass walk, we really didn’t accomplish much of anything today.”

“Isn’t that the point of being on vacation? We don’t have to accomplish a damn thing if we don’t want to.”

“True.”

We both drag our sorry butts inside, lock the doors and shut of the lights as we head our separate ways to our bedrooms. I don’t even try to undress. I just crawl up on my nice, cozy bed and fall into a deep sleep.

Amelia

Jamie and I do our own thing over the next couple of days. Myles has been extremely busy with his business, so we haven’t seen a lot of each other. He still calls me a couple of times a day, as well as sending some very interesting texts. The days are going by fast and soon our vacation will come to an end. I still have no clue what I will do come Saturday. That only gives me three full days to figure it out.

“Hey Amelia. Caleb just called and asked if we wanted to go to the movies tonight with him and Myles.”

“Sure, sounds like fun. Did he mention what was playing?”

“No, he said that we would figure it out when we get there. They’ll be here at 7 to pick us up.”

“Okay, Jamie. That gives us enough time to fix supper before they get here. Any ideas on what you want?”

“I think we should just do easy tonight. Let’s order pizza.” She grabs the phone book to see what the local pizza shops are. The ones that don’t deliver are automatically out.

“I don’t care what we get just as long as it doesn’t have anchovies on it. I’m going to go jump in the shower while you order the pizza.” I let her know while I walk down the hall towards my bedroom.

Twenty minutes later I am done with my shower, dressed, and heading back out into the kitchen. “How long until the pizza gets here, Jamie?”

“It should be here in ten minutes or so. My turn to take a shower. I laid the money for the pizza on the table in case they get here before I get done.”

“I can handle it Jamie. Go get your shower.”

Fifteen minutes later, the doorbell rings. Grabbing the money off the table, I head for the door, pay the pizza man, and head for the kitchen. Jamie comes out just a few minutes later.

“I see the pizza has arrived. Let’s dig in so we can get ready for our dates.” Jamie grabs a seat and we both start eating. Our conversation turns towards sex as usual and before we know it, it’s time to get ready. They guys will be here in less than an hour, so we need to get busy.

Caleb and Myles pick us up right on time and before we know it, we are picking our seats at the theater. There are not a lot of people tonight, so we pretty much get the whole place to ourselves. Having just had supper, we didn’t bother to stop and grab any popcorn.

Myles and I pick our seats while Jamie and Caleb are a few rows behind us. Just because we came together doesn’t mean we all have to sit together. A little privacy is nice. You never know where hands might end up and since we decided on a horror film. I might just end up in his lap. Why I agreed to a horror film is beyond me. I really don’t like them, but it gives me an excuse to be close to him if not on top of him. A small laugh escapes my mouth on that thought.

“What’s so funny?” Myles asks, reaching for my hand.

“Nothing. Really, it’s nothing.” I try not to smile, but can’t hold it back.

“Uh huh. Doesn’t sound like nothing.” He turns to look at me and then the lights go down, letting us know that the movie is just about to begin.

I recline back in my chair slightly and lean my head over to rest on his shoulder. He, in turn, leans his head on mine. He lets go of my hand and rests his hand on my thigh. His thumb starts making little circles on my leg, just enough to let me know that he is there. This is going to be one long ass movie.

By the time we are 15 minutes in, I’m really not sure if he has any circulation in his arm. I am squeezing it really hard. It was really dumb of me to think I could get through this film without incident.

“Amelia, are you okay?”

Hiding my head between his arm and the chair “Uh, yeah. I actually hate horror movies.”

“Why in the hell did you agree to see this then?” I know he’s not mad because he is laughing when he says this.

“Because this is what everyone else wanted to see. I didn’t want to be a party-pooper.”

“Do you want to leave Amelia?”

“No, I’ll be fine. I will just keep my head right here until it’s over.”

“No, you won’t. Come on, let’s go. I am not going to make you watch something you don’t like.”

“See, I wouldn’t really be watching it if I keep my head here.” I start squeezing his arm a little more when some lady starts screaming on screen. Probably because she didn’t run fast enough from whom ever is chasing her. Dumb ass!

Myles stands up, making me lose my death grip on him and grabs my hand, leading me out of the theater.

“What about Jamie and Caleb? We have to tell them what we are doing.”

“We don’t have to tell them anything, but I know Jamie will worry about you when you don’t come back, so we’ll just text them and let them know that we are leaving and will see them later.”

“Thanks Myles. We could go for a walk or just go back to the house and talk if you want.”

“We can do whatever you want Amelia. I haven’t been able to spend very much time with you the last couple of days, so whatever you want to do is fine with me.”

We end up just going back to his house. He gets out a bottle of wine and two glasses and then we make our way out to the deck, grabbing a blanket on the way. There is a slight chill to the air tonight, so we make ourselves comfortable in the chair and cover up.

We fill each other in on what has happened over the last couple of days and start talking about the fact that I only have three days left before Jamie and I are supposed to head back to Illinois. I know he is waiting for me to tell him that I have made my decision to move here, but I can’t honestly tell him that because I haven’t.

He brings his arm up and starts playing with my hair, moving it from one side to the other, tucking it behind my ear. He leans in and kisses my temple.

“Amelia, I know this is a big decision for you. I just want you to be happy and I think I can be the one to make you happy if given the chance.”

“Myles, I understand what you are saying, and yes this is a big decision. But, it has to make sense to me. I do everything the safe way. I never take chances unless I know what the end result is going to be. How can I justify moving here to be with you when I don’t know what the outcome will be?”

He adjusts the way I am sitting so I am forced to look at him. “Amelia, I am falling in love with you. I never expected that to happen again, but it has. I don’t want to lose you. Whatever I need to do to prove to you how serious I am, just tell me and I’ll do it.”

I lay my head down on his shoulder and take a couple of deep breaths. “See, that’s just it Myles. I don’t know what you need to do to prove to me that you are serious. I’m scared shitless about how I feel for you. You will just have to try and be patient with me until I can figure this out. Okay?”

“I will try to be as patient as I can be.” He sits down both our wine glasses and wraps his arms around me. He holds me tight, not wanting to let me go, because to him, this might be the last time he holds me like this.

“Come on, it’s time for bed.” I feel like I’m being carried. The next thing I know, Myles is lying me down in his bed. I can hear him removing his clothes and then the bed dips when he climbs in.

“Do you want me to help you get your clothes off Amelia?”

“No, I can do it.” I whisper back to him, reaching my arms around me, trying to get my shirt off. I only get it as far as my head before my arms become tangled and Myles has to help untangle me. I am able to get the rest of my clothes off without incident.

“Come here. I just want to be close to you tonight. I promise, no hanky panky.”

I roll over so my back is to his front. He reaches around me and pulls me in further so there is absolutely no space between us. He kisses the back of my head and then lays his head down. It doesn’t take long before his breaths have evened out. I know he is asleep. God, this feels good. I really could get used to this.
What the hell am I going to do?
That’s the last thing that crosses my mind before I drift off to sleep.

Waking up with Myles feels right. I know in my heart that I love him. I didn’t tell him that last night when he said he was falling in love with me. I also know that I would like to move down here to be with him, but when the time comes I don’t know if I will have the balls to do it. It’s a pretty scary thought to just up and move. I think that if I could just get past the being scared part, I could do it.

I know Myles has work to do today so I’ll have him take me home after breakfast. I don’t know if Jamie and Caleb have any plans for the day, but I would be happy just to sit and read on the deck all day. It really takes so little to keep me occupied. I would really like to finish that book I started. I am dying to see how it ends so I can start the next one.

We get up, get dressed and head downstairs for breakfast. Myles seems a little down this morning. He has a full day of work ahead of him so we won’t be able to see each other tonight. I hope he doesn’t have a lot of work to do tomorrow. It would really suck to not be able to spend my last night with him.