Breathless Awakening (The Breathless Series) (2 page)

The sound that seeped from her lips sounded as if I was hurting her so I let off the pressure as my mouth started to rise from her nipple. Before I knew what was happening, Cailyn’s hand pulled free as she placed it on the back of my head to pull me firmly into her breast. Firm pressure but no sharp pain, I needed to remember that.

When I was single, I loved finding all the different buttons to push with a woman, trying to keep them all straight in my head, enjoying the challenge of not pushing the wrong one with the wrong person. That moment in time was intimidating. This was the last time in my life I would ever explore a new body, the last time I would ever get to see what made her tick. Experiencing a new body, learning the contours and buttons of a beautiful woman, so many years had passed since those wild and untamed days of my youth. Would I lose myself in the heat of the moment? Would I get her confused with one of the girls from years ago? She would never know another body but mine.

In a way, I pitied her, never experiencing the excitement, the thrill of change and variety. On the other hand, though I wish I could have saved myself for her. Yeah, we both would have been fumbling around, not knowing what we were doing, but the pure pleasure of knowing that I was the first person to give her such pleasure… I wish she could have felt the same way with me.

With her hands free, I could slide my hand down her sexy body to her pussy. “You are so wet right now, I can’t wait to slide my cock deep inside of you and feel that tight pussy clamp down on me again.”

“Fuck me, Luke! Stop teasing me and give me that hard cock. I want it, I want you!”

It was my turn to laugh now. We both wanted each other, but she didn’t know the joy of dragging things out yet. I couldn’t help but notice the irony that I, the man, was the one dragging out the foreplay while she begged for sex. “Not yet. I want to enjoy you, every single delicious inch of you. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow and it starts early, but before we crash for the night, I want to explore your body, taste every delectable inch of you. Then, once I have every nerve screaming for release, then and only then will I slide my cock deep inside of that wet pussy.” I slid two fingers into her, slowly so that I didn’t hurt her, but as deep as I could go.

“Yessss! Oh my God, Luke, I love you! I love what you are doing to me tonight. Don’t stop! Do whatever you want, just don’t stop!” Cailyn’s hand reached down and grabbed my wrist and slammed my fingers into her then pulled them out, repeating the process faster and harder.

I kissed my way down her stomach, across her waist and to her inner thigh. She had to let go of my hand, but immediately she was pulling my mouth to her clit. After all these years, I didn’t know if I was going to have the stamina to keep up with her, and earlier I had been worried that I was going to be too much for her.

Cailyn pulled me into her clit the same way she did her breast, my mouth firmly pressed against her, and I flicked my tongue across her overly sensitive clit. Every flick of my tongue shot spasms through her legs, making them squeeze my head between her thighs. I slid my fingers out to get a better angle for my tongue and mouth.

Cailyn immediately grabbed my hand, pulled it up to her mouth, and sucked my fingers between those soft lips of hers. “I can’t believe I just did that, but I do taste good. Get up here and kiss me! I want to taste myself on your lips, and maybe after you are done fucking me, I’ll suck you clean.” The alcohol had to be doing this to her, but I was going to take advantage of every second of it.

As I slid up her body, I let my tongue give her nipples a few licks before kissing her passionately. Cailyn’s desire burned in her eyes and motions so I was not overly surprised when her hand guided me into her. I pushed forward slowly, trying to let her adjust to my size again, but her nails dug into my ass, making me jump, and I buried myself deep inside of her.

As she gasped, she sucked my lower lip into her mouth and gently sunk her teeth into it. Slowly letting go of it, her teeth raked across my lip, she reached up to play with my nipple. “It’s only fair since you played with mine earlier, right?” Her fingers flicked across it gently before squeezing and twisting it hard. Once again, it made me jump, sliding into her deeper than expected.

Each sudden thrust had her gasping for air, her eyes rolled back in her head. Within moments, I was slamming myself into her without need for the prodding of my nipples. Trying to keep the pace slow, I fucked her deep and hard. She overwhelmed my restraint by begging me to go faster.

Cailyn’s legs wrapped around my waist, her heels digging into my ass as she tried to pull me into her, lifting herself up to me at the same time. Leaning down to give her one final kiss before deciding to give her what she wanted, I knew she would probably regret this tomorrow. Who was I to deny my beautiful bride on her wedding night?

Her legs started to tighten up at the same time her pussy started to cut off circulation to my cock. I continued to fuck her, faster and deeper, but because her tight pussy was so wet, I almost couldn’t control myself. We both felt the swelling as I got closer. Her eyes were burning with desire.

“Fuck me, Luke! Fill my tight wet pussy! Fill me up with every drop you have. Yes! Don’t stop, fuck me!”

As I grabbed her thighs and lifted her ankles up over her head, I gave one final thrust as deep as I could before exploding inside of her. I could feel the contractions along my shaft, her breath temporarily taken from her.

Chapter Two

Cailyn

That was… Mmm… That was better than I could have ever dreamt. Is it always this good?” I ran my hands over my breasts, feeling the sensations linger from his touch and mouth as my fingers ran across my nipples.

“Babe, with you, I have a feeling it’s going to get better. I’m not sure I can keep up with you though.”

An evil smirk spread across my face as I looked up at my gorgeous husband. “Aww, did I wear you out already? You should have paced yourself. I wouldn’t want you having a heart attack and making me a widow on our honeymoon. Wait, has the life insurance kicked in yet?”

“Haha, very funny! Stop smiling at me like that. Don’t you go getting any ideas. We have to get up in about three hours though. How are you feeling? I didn’t hurt you or anything did I?”

As Luke rolled over in the massive king size bed, I rolled over onto my side, laying my head against his chest listening to his heartbeat. His heart was beating at a rapid pace, but it was starting to slow down. “I ache a little, but the way you made me feel outweighs that by a longshot. Now in the morning, when the adrenaline and alcohol wear off, I’m hoping that won’t be another story.”

His fingers caressed my shoulder briefly before starting to comb through my hair. Our bodies molded together, connecting together as if meant to be. No matter what position we were in, we seemed to fit perfectly.

Now that the excitement was over though I almost instantly fell asleep while he was playing with my hair. Struggling to lift my head to look at him, I realized that Luke’s eyes were closed but there was a smile on his face. Luke’s fingers continued barely to move through my hair. I kissed his chest and we both fell asleep within a few moments.

What was that noise? Ugh! I wish someone had made it stop! My head! My body! Why did I hurt like that? Wait, Luke was lying next to me, why was Luke in bed with me? What happened last night? I looked down at my hand and saw the wedding ring and it all came back to me. Well, most of it anyway.

I started to shake him. “Luke, wake up. I can’t reach your phone to turn off the alarm. My head is pounding. Please, turn it off.”

“Huh, what?” He slid over a little as I lifted my head off his chest, so that he could reach over to turn the alarm off before looking back at me. His eyes were instantly full of passion as I saw them wander down from my eyes to my bare chest. “You don’t know how long I have dreamt of waking up with you naked next to me in bed. Am I dreaming? Are you really here?”

“Trust me, this is no dream. If you dream of me with my head pounding this badly, then I am going to divorce you right now. And what did you do to me last night? I feel like you hit me with a sledgehammer down there. Oh my God, it hurts.”

“I guess that rules that out. I was going to tell you sex was great for a headache.”

“How about taking some Ibuprofen? And I don’t think you are getting any for a while. Hope you enjoyed last night. The things you did to me were great, but damn I hurt!” I looked down to see a rather large erection holding the sheet up.
Did that really fit inside me last night? No wonder I hurt so badly.

Luke was nice enough to get me some water before going down to the front desk and asking for some Ibuprofen. Thankfully, it was still early enough that I didn’t have to deal with the sun shining through the windows, but I wanted to kill him when he came back and flipped the switch by the door, turning all the lights on.

“Dammit, Luke, turn them off! Thank you.” I took the Ibuprofen from him and hoped that it kicked in quickly. “I’m going to lie here for a few. Why don’t you go on and get a shower while I wait for this pain to go away. I’m not even sure I can stand up, let alone walk right now.”

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to be so rough with you. You were so hot and started begging me for more. The heat and passion of the situation was just as intoxicating as your beauty. I should have told you no, kept things gentle, but I was caught in the moment. Is there anything I can do?” Luke had a look of true concern and apology painted on his face. I knew it wasn’t his fault, but damn did I hurt.

“Yes, go take your shower and get ready so I can do the same. We need to get out of here so we don’t miss our plane. I don’t care if you have to carry me–I am not missing Costa Rica. And stop apologizing. Stop talking even. You’re making my head pound more. And don’t use all the hot water!” I moaned as my own voice throbbed inside my head.

As he went to get ready I propped myself up on the bed. I didn’t know which was worse though, the sudden spinning room or the pain and nausea. If I had known sex the first time would hurt this bad the next day, I would have let him have me months ago so that I didn’t ruin the honeymoon. The best thing I could do was to sit there and sip the water, trying to rehydrate since I knew the hangover wasn’t helping any. I hoped that I could make it through getting ready without throwing up.
Wouldn’t that just be a great way to start our marriage? First day as a married couple and me puking my guts out first thing in the morning, his ass had better hold my hair for me if I puke.

Luke was gently shaking me, but with everything spinning, I felt like I was on the teacups at Disneyworld. “Cailyn, wake up. You need to get ready!”

I slowly opened my eyes and saw Luke showered, dressed, and ready to go. “What…what time is it?”

“You fell asleep while I was in the shower and I figured with the way you felt that I should let you get some more rest. Time got away from me and we need to leave in about fifteen minutes.”

Adrenaline kicked in as I jumped out of bed, stomped across the room, and planted my finger in Luke’s chest. “You expect me to get ready in fifteen minutes? What the fuck, Luke?!”
Quiet Cailyn, not so loud
. “Really? Get my clothes out for me. I’m going to try to freshen up a bit, but later your ass is going to be mine. Fifteen minutes. Don’t complain to me when security pulls me to the side for looking like a crack whore.”

“You know, babe, I don’t know if it is the hangover, the lack of sleep or what, but I’m trying to figure out if I like this feisty side of you or not.”

“You’re stuck with me now so I guess it doesn’t really fucking matter. Leave me what I need and take the rest of the bags down. And you better bring me back up some damn Starbucks.”

“Yes, ma’am!” He saluted me and was out the door carrying a couple of the bags. How was I going to get ready in ten minutes now? I rushed into the bathroom, which was the first mistake. Then I looked in the mirror. That was the second. My hair was a complete mess, the makeup held up fairly well, but the lights were so bright!

I started pulling out pins from my hair and trying to shake it all free. I didn’t have time for a nice long hot shower and would have to deal with a quick wash of my hair.
Dammit, Luke, I didn’t even have time to dry it!

The water felt so good running over my body, the steam building from where Luke must have taken a scalding hot shower earlier. I could stand here all day. One good thing about being up at five in the morning at a hotel, no one else was up to steal the hot water.

I stepped out of the shower and I was beginning to dry off when Luke walked back in with coffee in hand. “Here you go, beautiful, one venti Mocha Frappuccino with six pumps of frap roast and two shots of espresso.”

As I pulled my shirt over my head of wet hair, I gave him a dirty look and snatched the cup out of his hand. I took a sip of the steaming ambrosia, feeling the warmth slide down my throat, and the caffeine immediately started to course through my body. A small grin snuck its way into my glare almost ruining the effect. “Thanks, but this still doesn’t get you out of the dog house for making me rush.” We both knew I wasn’t letting his cock near me, so I figured what better punishment than to tease him a little.