Primal Impulse (Xtreme Edition) (21 page)

Steven closed his eyes as the final wave rolled in. He could feel the built-up cum ready to erupt. He forced himself to open his eyes. He had to see his baby swallow him down. He had to watch her suck down her prize. What a fucking turn-on his hot baby was. She was so fucking hot! So fucking sexy!

Steven watched as his fantasy girl took him away. His personal pleasure machine was stroking and sucking and licking away at her big, hard, purple-headed treasure. She was eating him up. She was in a zone of giving and he was accepting her gift. It was raw and pure animal lust.

Steven was knocking at Heaven’s door. In a matter of seconds he would flood the abode of eternity with his juice of creation. The pleasure would spurt onto the stars and drench them in ecstasy. His hot cum would shoot down his hungry baby’s throat like a runaway train.

Jena added a slight twist of her wrist as she glided up and down his shaft. The sensation was literally indescribable. It was pure pleasure. His balls were locked inside their own pleasure chamber of her sensual grip. Her hot, wet tongue was circling the head of his cock and nipping away at the sensitive area just underneath. Her sexy, green eyes were looking directly into his. The message they sent was clear.
Give it to me, baby. Give me your cum.

It was too much to take in. It was rocking him into the rainbow. He slipped into the yellow and red and blue and green as the energy of the Gods engulfed him. It was the color of pleasure, the brilliance of that moment when the juices of lust finally flow. It was the literally indescribable feeling of primal release. It was hot cum bubbling at the tip ready to make its great escape, ready to blast away to freedom, ready to spurt into his baby’s mouth. Steven’s entire body convulsed as he gave in to the moment.

Yeah, oh, fuck yeah! It feels so good! So fucking good!

“Ohhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhhh! Ohhh God!”

The first spurt raced down Jena’s throat. She felt his cock pulsing with waves of pleasure. She kept stroking and licking and sucking as he erupted inside her mouth. Spurt after delicious spurt shot down her throat.

Jena had only one thing on her mind—suck her baby dry. She would give him the pleasure he deserved. He was so giving to her. This was
his
time. Yeah, suck him up and swallow him down, take his sticky cum inside her, drain that hard cock of all its pleasure.

“Oh, God!” cried Steven. “Ohhhhh God!”

Jena didn’t let up. She wanted to devour every precious drop. She wanted Steven to empty himself of the fiery lust inside. She wanted her man to enjoy the pleasures of his woman. She wanted him to know how much she loved him, his cock, his cum, his essence. Yeah, he needed to
know
.

Jena finally lifted off of him when there was nothing left. Her hot man had exhausted himself into her. Every drop of his manhood was swimming inside her. That’s where it belonged. It was hers. He was hers.

If she could have it her way he would get this pleasure every day for the rest of his life. Steven was her hot, sexy man. She wanted to eat him up and swallow him down. He was a fire that she wanted forever—in her mouth, in her pussy and in her heart.

Jena gently caressed his shaft with both of her hands. She licked the head one final time. Her tongue scooped up a final droplet that rested at the tip. Then she looked at the face of her baby. It reflected contentment and satisfaction. It was a face of gratitude and appreciation. He
truly
appreciated her. And it wasn’t just about the pleasure he had received. She knew it covered a much larger spectrum than that. Steven truly cared for her as she did him. It was real.

As Steven slowly drifted back into the cosmos she thought about the meaning of it all. It really was about love. Love was the magic ingredient that held everything together. It was the glimmer of hope that sparkled within the madness. It was the eternal flame of humanity that burned through the ages, standing up to everything that was thrown at it. It was the foundation of all that was good, the cornerstone of all that was real. It was the fabric of existence that few truly understood. Steven and she were two of the lucky ones. To find it was incredible. Now she had to keep it.

Steven took in a deep breath. Then he looked around and remembered where he was at—in a public park with his pants to his ankles. He quickly stood up and pulled up his pants.

Steven smiled. His smiles always seemed to talk to you. Each one issued a charismatic message unique to its time and place. This smile said thank you. It said I can’t believe we just did this, but I’m sure glad we did. It relayed his affection for his hot, sexy, crazy girl with the raging lust. It conveyed an inner happiness that couldn’t be restrained. It whispered the statement she truly wanted to hear—I love you.

“God, baby,” said Steven. “I can’t believe what you just did to me. Damn, you send me. I went from zero to the speed of sound in no time. Jena, you make me fucking crazy.”

“No, baby,” replied Jena. “We make each other crazy. We stir something inside each other that we never knew existed. We’re linked in a way that’s nothing less than magic. We’re chemicals that explode when they’re thrown together. We’re one plus one equaling a hundred. That’s who and what we are. We were meant to be together.”

“Yeah, baby,” said Steven softly. “I guess the stars really are winking at us, huh?”

“Hey,” quickly replied Jena. “I meant to ask you about that. You said the same thing this morning. Where did you get that from?”

“Oh,” said Steven. “As a writer I’m always looking for little bits of inspiration from other writers. I know you’re crazy about that Joan Dixon lady, so I did a quick computer search on her. This little quote popped up and it stuck in my head. I kinda like it for some reason.”

“Well, at least now I know,” said Jena. “I was wondering how you came up with something that matched her word-for-word. That particular quote comes from
Heart of the Animal
. I think it’s a very romantic statement. I’m glad to see that her writing affects you too. We’ll just add that to our list of what we have in common.”

Steven smiled. He hadn’t really lied. He really did run a computer search on Joan Dixon. He routinely did that on both of his pen names. He liked to stay on top of what the public was seeing when they did the same. The “star winking” quote seemed to be coming quite popular amongst his readers for some reason. It had surfaced near the top of his search results.

Steven kissed her. God, she was a fantastic woman. He didn’t really have the mindset to discuss his writing career with her. He had other pressing matters that were weighing upon him. He wasn’t going to mention it to Jena because it was quite the bummer.
He was leaving tomorrow!

They both knew it but neither wanted to ruin what time they had. It was the elephant they kept hidden in the closet. It was the hell that had invaded their heaven. It was a sickening thought that tore at his gut and ripped into his heart. Somehow, someway, he had to remedy this situation. He couldn’t let true love slip away. He couldn’t just walk away from his hot, sexy baby. He couldn’t lose Jena.

“Come on, baby,” said Steven. He tried not to let his anxiety show. “Let’s eat before I decide to repay my pleasure debt. You look so good right now, so damn sexy. I could lay you out right here on the table.”

Jena laughed. “That sounds good. But let’s not push our luck. I’ll take a rain check until tonight. Then you can please me without a potential audience.”

Steven unwrapped the sandwiches as his mind raced. Why couldn’t they stay like this forever? Why were things always so difficult? Why couldn’t love be simple and easy? Why did it always have to be laced with the poison of practicality?

Jena’s smile was a cover. She too was blocking the reality that would surely knock her out tomorrow. She wanted this day to go on and on and never end. She wanted to stop the hand of time. She wanted her forever right now.

Chapter 28

J
ena walked into James Café. After lunch they had discussed what to do after work. They decided to just meet at Jena’s apartment. Then they both agreed they should meet for one drink at James Café. The place was becoming a part of them. It was their good luck charm. Maybe it would work some magic. Maybe it would glue them together where they could never be separated. Maybe it could bind their bodies as their hearts already were.

Jena looked over at their familiar table. Another couple was sitting there. Then she noticed Steven sitting at the bar. As usual a glass of Chateau Kiss was waiting for her. She walked over and tapped him on the shoulder.

“So I guess we lost our table today,” said Jena. “Maybe that couple needs a little of our heat that we left there.”

Steven laughed. “Yeah, baby. Every couple could use a little of what we have. I’m still recovering from my special lunch…if you know what I mean.”

“That’s lots more where that came from,” said Jena with a flash from her sensuous, green eyes.

“You know what,” said Steven. “We’re going to enjoy the heck out of this evening. We’re not going to think about certain things and let them rain on our parade. Let’s ride out our happiness and enjoy.”

Steven hoisted his Lagunitas beer as Jena picked up her wine. They tapped their glasses together as it rang out in song. The song was love overcoming anything and everything that stood in its way. It was a melody of optimism and hope and looking at the bright side. It was love conquering all.

“I love you, baby,” said Steven. “Jena girl, I love you with all my heart.”

“I love you too, baby,” echoed Jena. “You’ve been a piece of my heart for twenty years. Now you’re here and you’re real. Steven, you make me so happy.”

Steven reached a hand around the back of her neck and gently rubbed it. He leaned in and kissed her on the lips. They were soft and full of life. They were the lips of his Jena girl.

“Baby, you set me on fire,” he said. “Do you know that? And I’m not talking about just sexually. I’m talking about lighting my whole insides, making me glow from the inside out, touching something that’s never been touched before. You’ve brought out a part of me that I never knew existed. It’s that spark that’s been hiding inside me for all of these years, waiting and waiting, probably begging and I didn’t even know it—to find you.

“Now that I’ve found you it’s a fire that circulates in my blood. It’s energy that permeates my soul. Baby, you’re the fuel that drives me. You’re my reason for living. You move me in so many ways. You heat me up sexually, emotionally, spiritually, intellectually—you put joy in my life. Thank you, baby. Thank you so much for giving that to me.”

Jena gazed into his eyes. They were real and honest. It was unbelievable. How in the world did this incredible man find his way into her life? What did she do to deserve this?

Jena closed her eyes and let the light take her away. When Steven spoke to her like this he sent her to a faraway place. She truly entered a new dimension. This was a place where things had
real
meaning. That’s what Steven did to her. He sent her on a ride to the Abode.

Jena knew the truth and the truth was love. If only everyone could be so lucky. If only everyone could open their hearts and let the love flow in. Then there would be no more conflict. There would be no more self-inflicted pain and suffering. There would only be peace and joy and happiness.

Steven was riding on the same wave. Jena had carried him with her. He too crashed through the mirror of existence and into the other side. He could see right through Jena’s green eyes and into her mind. He was riding with her as she raced past the stars. He too felt the burn of the astral light as his spirit soared to the source. It was the kiss of angels.

Steven wanted to capture this moment and lock it away. He wanted to keep it and be able to dip into it anytime his soul needed a kiss. This was a piece of magic that had nothing to do with the physical plane. As magnificent as the sex was between him and Jena, this eclipsed it ten times over. This was a consummation of spirit. It was sensuality of the soul. It was two hearts beating to the same rhythm, an eternal orgasm of emotion.

This was the precise point where two people stopped sharing each other and became one. One’s pain was felt by both. One’s joy was the others. It was an eternal bonding of two souls by the light force of creation. It would carry on long after their physical bodies turned to dust. The energy of their soul could not be killed. Their impenetrable union would last forever. Physical death was but a tease to the power of love.

Together they flew through the Milky Way. Steven and Jena were wrapped in each other. They were star crossed in pleasure as they seeded the heavens with their oneness. They would be together forever. The magic of love was their immortality. They were one soul naked and bare. Jena’s green eyes had been a gateway to Heaven.

Chapter 29