Taking His Woman (9 page)

“No. I’d rather stay here with you. You smell
nice.” She turned, leaning into his neck.

His cock went thick as her body pressed against
his side. Chris brushed her hair out of the way. She nibbled his neck, moving
up to kiss his lips. Chris pulled away.

“You don’t have to do this, Erica.” He didn’t
want her thinking that he was only after sex. Even though his cock was hard and
all he wanted to do was
sink
inside her, he knew he
wouldn’t push to get it.

He wanted her to want him.

She stared at him not saying a word.

Tell me
you want this. I want you, Erica. I love you.

Chris didn’t voice any of his thoughts. He
wouldn’t push her.

“I want you, Chris.”

“What about the past?” he asked.

Shut up,
you fucking idiot. You want her, so stop giving her reasons not to want you.

“We’re moving forward. I may not be shocked by
your father, but seeing him today in the hospital has reminded me that life is
short. We’ve already lost so much. Don’t let us waste any more time.”

Chris took her drink and placed it on the stand
next to his seat. He turned back to her, sinking his fingers into the length of
her hair. She closed her eyes, pressing against his palm. The silken strands
ran through his fingers like they had three years ago. Only this time he wanted
to be open and honest with her. There would be no more doubts about his
feelings towards her.

“Erica, I’m in love with you,” he said. The
words felt great. Chris felt like a huge weight had been lifted off his
shoulders.

“I’m in love with you, too, Chris.”

He pulled her down to him, kissing her lips.
The emotions inside him forced him to be rough. He needed her so much. The fear
with his father and the last three years without her had made him desperate for
her warmth.

She began to unbutton his shirt, exposing his
chest for her view. Chris moaned and stopped her hand from progressing any
further.

“What’s the matter?” she asked, pulling away
from him.

“Not here. Come on.” He took her hand and led
her to his bedroom. Their first time together in three years would be inside
his bed. He kicked the door shut more out of habit than fear of someone
invading his room.

Taking hold of her, he wrapped her hair around
his fist, tilting her head back and kissing her. She gasped, circling her hands
around his neck.

The only light in the bedroom was provided by
the moonlight shining through. Their sounds of pleasure echoed off the walls.
He loved hearing her feminine pants. Erica let go without any problems. Her
submission was something he craved.

“I love you,” he said. Chris knew he would
never stop saying the words to her. He’d make up for missed time.

“I love you, too. Touch me, Chris. Make me your
woman.”

He tore her dress from her body, followed by
her bra. She ripped his shirt from him. On her part, her panties were the only
item of clothing to separate them. Chris pushed her to the edge of the bed and
forced her to sit down.

Chris removed his belt, then his pants until he
stood before her in his bare skin. She cried out. Her hands encircled his cock.
He thrust her hands away from his body, going to his knees in front of her.
Chris took first one foot and then the next, removing her sandals. Bringing her
foot to his lips, he kissed the delicate soles of her feet. She lay back as he
kissed his way up her body on one leg before changing to her other leg.

“Chris, please.”

“What’s the matter, baby?”

“Touch me. I can’t wait any more.”

Their time apart melted away. They were the two
people back in his hotel room with no pain between them. Chris opened her legs,
staring at her beautiful pussy. Her blonde curls were slightly darker. She kept
herself neatly trimmed. Her juice coated her slit, leaking out onto the bed.

He slipped a finger between her folds, inside
her body. She was tight, hot, and soaking wet. Erica cried out when he added a
second finger. Chris fucked her body, getting her to accept his fingers. His
cock was thick, and he didn’t want to hurt her.

“How does that feel?” he asked.

“More. Please, I need more.”

“My woman is being greedy.” He smiled, loving
her openness.

“Always for you.”

He pressed his fingers harder inside her,
leaning down and licking her clit. Her scream sounded wonderful to him. He
wanted her clawing at the sheets with the release he intended to give her.

****

Erica had missed this. Chris had a way with her
body that she could never understand. He flicked her clit and fucked her cunt.
She bit her lip, her fingers sinking into the blanket and holding on as her
body grew hungrier for the release that only he could give her.

He nibbled, sucked, and licked at her bud. She
felt every different action of his skilful tongue. She got closer to the point
of no return. Erica had missed her time with Chris. He captured her in so many
different ways.

“Come for me, baby. Let me hear you scream your
pleasure.”

A third finger was added to her pussy. She felt
stretched, wound so tightly she felt like she was going to burst.

His attentions never left her clit. The
flicking intensified, making her climb higher and higher.

“Chris.” She yelled his name, not caring how
unladylike she sounded. Erica ground her hips against his face, prolonging her
orgasm.
 

Before she had time to come back down from her
high, Chris moved her up the bed. She watched as he grabbed a condom, put one
on, and sank deep inside her.

“So fucking tight.”

Erica wrapped her arms around his back, holding
on as he made love to her. He pulled out of her so only the head of his cock
remained before ramming inside in a hard thrust. The depth of his cock bumping
her cervix made her pleasure mingle with the sharp point of pain. The sensation
was intoxicating to her. He grasped her hands, holding them above her head. She
couldn’t move. He plunged inside her, over and over again taking her to the
peak but denying her the edge of release.

“I can feel your pussy tightening around me. I
love you, Erica.”

“I love you, too. Fuck me, Chris. Please.”

She felt alive under his touch. Erica pressed
her pelvis up meeting him half-way. They were making love, coming together as
lovers on equal footing. He held her, pulling his body away from her.

“Look at us, Erica. Watch me take you.” She
stared down the line of their bodies and saw his hard condom-covered cock
disappearing inside her. She didn’t like the sight of the condom.

“Chris, I have the injection to stop pregnancy,
and I’m clean. Are you clean?” she asked.

“Yes.”

“I trust you.” She knew in her heart their
circumstances were different. Her heart and gut were telling her to follow this
path. “Take the condom off. I want to feel you inside me.”

She had never been so bold with him before in
her life.

Chris moved out of her, tore the condom off,
and plunged back inside her. Their cries mingled in the air. The feel of him
felt different. He rolled over onto his back, pulling her on top of him. She
sat up, her breasts swinging free.

He cupped her breasts in his palm, his thumbs
stroking her nipples. The length of his cock went deeper inside her from the
angle where they sat.

She went to her knees with his assistance.

“Ride me, baby.”

Erica loved it when he called her baby. The
word felt very personal and intimate. Most people called her by her given name.
Closing her eyes, she arched her back, lifting up from his cock before sinking
back down. She gasped at the power the position gave her. She was in control.

“That’s it. Let me see your pleasure. Take what
is yours.”

And she
did. She rode him, taking everything he had to offer. When he was satisfied, he
spun her on her back. He opened her legs wide, slamming inside her.

“Touch
yourself, like I showed you.”

She
reached down between their bodies. Her fingers found her slick clit. She moaned
as he pushed inside her, flattening her palm over her clit. The pain and feel of
her palm over her clit sent her over the edge. She screamed, rubbing herself
while he pounded inside her pussy.

He moaned,
and she wrapped her fingers around the base of his shaft. She squeezed her
pussy tight, holding him in a firm grip. He pressed inside her twice more
before he seated himself to the hilt. The pulse of his semen squirted inside
her. He collapsed against her, his teeth sinking into the flesh of her neck as
his cock jerked inside her. The last of his release flooded her womb. She held
him in silence. There was no need for words to be spoken. He stayed like that
for some time, his cock flaccid but still inside her. She knew his cum must be
leaking out of her.

She didn’t
care. All she wanted to do was hold the man she’d been in love with for most of
her adult life. The pain of the past floated away. She knew in her heart and
mind she would forgive him. They had learnt from the mistakes of the past.
Living them daily would only hurt them.

“I forgive
you,” she whispered the words. His reaction shocked her. He sobbed against her
neck. His tears were the most precious thing of all. She’d never known a man to
cry. Chris Sinclair was a hard man. The tears being spilt were not to be mocked
but cherished.

“
Shh
,” she said. She moved the hair off his face and lifted
him up. Tears fell in a long line down his face. “You don’t need to cry.”

“I know.”
He kissed her lips before pulling out of her. Chris picked her up, leading her
into the bathroom.

He ran
them
both a
bath, soaking her body and kissing her
throughout it all. Next, he helped her out, dried her, and carried her back to
bed. She worried about his arms because she wasn’t a small woman. She loved to
eat and refused to be ashamed of it. He tucked her into bed with him beside
her, his arm around her waist. They lay together. She stroked his arm as his
breathing changed, letting her know he was asleep.

She smiled
thinking about the man in her arms. The Chris Sinclair of the past wouldn’t
have cried. She knew she’d made the right decision. Her nerves were focused,
and the love inside her was blooming bigger and brighter than before.

Chapter Ten

The
following morning, his father was allowed to go home. He’d been advised to rest
and
relax
, with no strenuous work. Chris didn’t know
if his father could cope with being told what to do by a younger doctor. David
believed hard work was something every man should do to bring back the bread
for the family. Chris knew Molly had backed off with the divorce. She’s told
him while they were waiting for the discharge papers. There was a lot she
needed to talk about, but being inside a hospital was neither the time nor the
place to have a long discussion, and Chris respected that. He knew that she
spent a great deal of time caring for David.
Trent
had grabbed his stuff before leaving
again for wherever he was going. John and Luke left as well. Molly would be on
her own caring for David in that big house with so many memories. Chris knew
they needed their privacy. He just hoped both of them came out of it loving
each other the way they were supposed to be for the last couple of years.
Whatever had gone down between them needed to be settled between
them.
He and his brothers needed to stay out of it.

“I’m going
back to the city,” Chris said to Erica the next day.

“Okay. Would you mind taking me with you? I’m
done with my vacation. It is too stressful.”

Under the table, they held hands. He felt so
relieved whenever they were touching. Chris didn’t know if she felt the same,
but to him when they were touching, nothing else mattered in the world. That
morning, he’d woken her up in the most delicious of ways, or at least to him it
had been in the most delicious of ways. He’d made her climax twice before
sinking inside her. For the rest of his life he would love to wake her up
making sweet love to her.
 
Chris loved
waking up to her. The nightmares that used to plague him had disappeared with
her in his arms. He wanted to take the next step and ask her to move in with
him.

It was too soon. He didn’t want to scare her off.
They’d known each other a long time, but their feelings for each other had only
just been awakened.

He knew she was the woman for him.

“My suitcases are packed. We’d need to stop at
the beach house.”

“I’ll take you. I look forward to your company.
This has certainly been a summer I’ll never forget.” She chuckled, taking a
bite of waffle.