Walking on Sunshine: A Sweet Love Story (Seasons of Love Book 1) (17 page)

“Tonight, we are going to take it slow,” he said. He smiled a devilish grin, his eyes were dark with desire. He rolled up my dress, exposing my thighs, and ran his hand up my legs. His calloused hands felt rough and hot.

“Smooth,” he said with a smile, and started to plant kisses from my knee up.

He made it to my panties before I bucked my hips forward. I couldn’t wait for his lips any longer, but he pulled away and leisurely made his way back down. He was teasing me. My dress came off over my head in one easy pull. I sat on my bed in bra and panties. Without thinking, I crossed my hands over my body.

“You are stunning.” He whispered in my ear grabbed my hands and uncovered my body.

He stared at me with such reverence that I felt like a goddess. I relaxed and he moved in for a kiss on my lips. He continued down my neck to my left breast as he undid my bra. I swore each kiss lasted a lifetime, and I never wanted it to stop.

The second my breasts were free of their confines his mouth was on my nipple, sucking and providing a quick nip of the teeth. I let out a moan enjoying the mix of soft and hard. He cupped my other breast and palmed my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Just when I was about to explode he stopped and continued his kisses downward.

He only stopped when he hit my panty line. He looped a finger underneath and pulled them off with a smooth motion. His lips lavished each inch of my inner thigh until his mouth was on me, on all of me. He ran his tongue over my wetness, making me grab the sheets and ball them.

I lifted my hips to get more of him, as much of him as I could. He grabbed hold of my butt with one hand and held it up so he could go deeper. He continued the back and forth movement of his tongue as he carefully slid a finger inside, stroking in an alternate pattern. I grabbed his hair, pulling him in. My body ached for him. I moaned as I felt his tongue and fingers move. I knew I was going to climax, but I wanted him first.

“Cee, please,” I begged. “Please.”

He seemed to know exactly what I wanted. He quickly produced a condom out of nowhere. I watched with anticipation as he slowly rolled it onto himself before positioning himself over me. I knew how aroused I was, how ready I was for him, so it didn't surprise me at all when he pressed into me without any effort at all.

“Oh my god,” he said. “You're so wet.”

I smiled and then moaned as he pulled my hands up over my head on the bed, pounding into me. The angle of his cock was fantastic, hitting all the right spots, and rubbing against me in a way that I knew would have me orgasm. As I felt myself get closer to orgasm, I wrapped my legs around his back. He seemed to understand what that meant, doubling his efforts.

I felt my body open to him, drawing him in deeper as my body spasmed. I now knew what the French meant when they called an orgasm “the little death”, as my body surrendered to him completely. I was completely his.

And that's why, when he pulled out of me and turned me over, I didn't argue at all. For once, I wasn't self conscious about my weight. For once, I didn't care. I was completely his. And as I pushed myself up onto my hands and knees, baring myself to him, enticing him to take me again, I knew that he appreciated the way I looked.

I heard him grunt with pleasure as he took me from behind. The penetration was so deep that I almost told him to slow down, but I couldn't find the words. I just accepted it, accepted how good it all felt. I knew it felt good for him as well. With his hands on my hips, I could feel exactly how turned on he was by all of this.

When those hands began to squeeze harder, I knew he was ready. “Come for me,” I moaned, just as before. He didn't seem to argue at all. He needed release, and the only thing I could think about was the rhythm of our love-making. I felt him swell within me, somehow becoming even bigger than he had been before. I heard him practically roar behind me, then heard his ragged breathing as I knew he orgasmed.

I lowered my hips to the bed, hugging my pillow and cooing softly as he finished his orgasm. He followed me down, panting as he put his full weight on top of me. His muscles felt so good on top of me. With the events of the day, I was exhausted, and I fell asleep before he even pulled out of me.

I
woke up in the morning wrapped in his strong arms, relieved that it wasn’t just a dream. My clock said I still had another few minutes until I had to get up and get ready for work, so I decided to make the most of it. I snuggled in closer to Cee, feeling his breath lightly tickle the back of my neck.

“Good morning, beautiful,” Cee whispered.

“Good morning, yourself. I thought you were still asleep.”

“Why would I want to sleep the time I have with you away? You are much better than any dream I could ever have.” He gently kissed my temple, brushing my hair to the side.

I chuckled. He was such a smooth talker. He drew me in tighter and we laid there in comfortable silence with only Cee’s soft breathing dictating the passing of any time. I wanted to freeze this moment forever.

BEEP BEEP BEEP

My phone alarm started to go off, pulling me out of my perfect moment.

“Ugh,” I sighed. I did not want to get up and go to work. It took all my will power to roll out of bed and put my feet on the floor. I sat for a moment and tried to motivate my body to move. As the nerves started to respond to my brain's request, I felt a chin on my shoulder.

“You could always play hooky today and just hang out,” Cee recommended. His voice was like a lullaby and shut off the commands my brain had worked so hard to relay to my muscles. His strong arms wrapped around me and drew me back to bed. He looked at me, his eyes big and pleading.

“I don’t know... I really shouldn’t do that. I have only been there for a couple of months.”

“It would just be one day, you know everyone else at work has already played hooky once,” he cooed. “I would definitely show my appreciation if you did it.” He started to nuzzle my neck. My will power hit the road as he kissed my ear.

“Oh, fine, I'll do it, but you owe me.” I rolled over and grabbed my phone.

“Thank you for calling TrueTech Accounting. This is Daniel, how can I direct your call?”

“Hi, Daniel, this is Jes. I'm not going to make it into work today. I feel a little under the weather. Can you let Steve know?”

“Sure thing. I hope you feel better.”

I hung up the phone and looked at Cee.

“So how are you going to make it up to me?” I asked as I laid the phone down on the nightstand.

“Let me show you.” He brought me in for a deep kiss, pulling me into him. What I got was way more than just a kiss.

***

“A
s much as I want to stay in bed with you, we have some things to do today.” Cee jumped out of bed and pulled on his boxers. That was one view that I would never get sick of. I lay there, entangled in the sheets, and feeling like every muscle in my body was humming with pleasure.

“I’m going to run to my apartment, and get changed,” he said. He leaned over me and gave me a warm kiss. “Let's grab Ben and have a day at the beach.”

“A man with a plan. I love it.” I rolled over to get out of the bed and watched as that ass left my bedroom. I hated to see him go, but I loved to watch him walk away.

After a long shower, I threw on my go-to bathing suit. It was a one piece that was black, but had a low front and a super low back. It hid all the troubled tummy spots, but I thought it made my rack look amazing. With a pair of swim shorts and a sundress thrown on top, I was ready for a day at the beach.

Ben was ready and as excited to spend the day with Cee as I was. We headed to the nearest beach with umbrellas, towels, and of course lacrosse supplies. It took us about two hours to get there by car, but I was pleasantly surprised at how easy the traffic was. The company made it even better.

I stepped out into the sun, clutching my floppy hat as a breeze went by. The sand stuck to my ankles whipped up by the breeze and I could taste the salt water in the air. It was a gorgeous day out, perfect to spend at the beach. We laid out all of our stuff on the hot white sand and Cee placed down the cooler.

“I have lunch for us, too,” he said. He stood up and took off his shirt, exposing his smooth muscular chest.

I followed each muscle down until I reached his swim trunks, which hung off his hips. I gave a big gulp as my face went hot. I had seen him naked multiple times, but for some reason, he always was able to make me be hot and bothered just standing there.

“What do you want to do first?” Cee asked Ben as he poured on some sunscreen.

“Can we go practice? I haven’t played in a few days and I want to make sure I'm ready for the game.”

They both looked at me, begging for my approval with their big puppy dog eyes.

“Go. I'm just going to be here getting some sun. But you better put some sunscreen, Ben.” I kept a watchful eye on my son as he put on his sunscreen. He always forgot and would turn as red as a lobster, and then complain.

“You too, mister.” I scolded Cee playfully. Watching him rub that sunscreen all over those delicious muscles was too good to pass up. He had an amazing sheen once he was done that made him look he was about to do a photo shoot for a swimming magazine. He caught me staring and winked at me, causing my cheeks to redden further from the already hot sun.

Cee got Ben’s back with the lotion and I laughed when Ben tried to get Cee’s. Ben had to jump up and down to reach his shoulders. I gave them both a once over and then nodded. They were good to go. The next moment, I had a bottle of sunscreen tossed at my face and I could see the backs of the two boys sprinting down the beach. I shook my head watching them as I got settled.

I opened up the bright blue beach umbrella and stuck it firmly in the sand. It only provided enough shade to cover half my blanket, but it would have to do. I tried to lay down on the warm sand, grunting as I adjusted the black swimsuit and shorts. The suit may have been my favorite, but I still hated the way the fabric rode up. When I finally felt that I had settled and looked somewhat decent on the towel, I stuck my legs out in the sun and watched the boys. Cee and Ben were throwing the ball back and forth between their sticks. My book was propped up on my chest and I started to read.

The next thing I knew was Ben’s hand on my shoulder shaking me awake.

“Is it lunch time?” I yawned. I didn’t realize I was so tired, but a nap had definitely felt good. The warm sun had lulled me to sleep.

“Yup,” Ben replied, as he grabbed a drink out of the cooler and guzzled it down. He spilled most of the blue liquid on his chest. I sighed. Sticky and sand. I couldn't wait to have to clean that up later.

“What’s for lunch?” I looked at Cee. My stomach made a grumble as if to voice its concern as well.

“Sandwiches, chips, some fruit, and drinks,” he explained, pulling out each items from the cooler and laying them out on the blanket.

“Looks delicious,” I said as I grabbed a sandwich. It was turkey with avocado and bean sprouts. I took a greedy bite. Bean sprouts had started to grow on me.

We sat there in silence, inhaling our food. I had worked up an appetite taking that nap and this sandwich was hitting the spot. We got through our sandwiches and the bag of chips before we finally slowed down and took a breath.

This is what heaven feels like,
I thought. I have everything I could ever need: warm feet, a full belly, a happy son, and an amazing man.

I leaned back into the sand and reveled in the feeling. Ben, never to be the one to sit still for more than ten minutes, stood up and wiped the crumbs from his chest and shorts. He burst off to the ocean and splashed around. Cee and I both stared off in Ben’s direction watching as he giggled with each wave that he was chased by.

“This was a great idea to play hooky. I haven’t been to the beach in ages.” I grabbed a piece of watermelon from the fruit bag and sucked on it. The juice was sweet and dripped down my chin.

“It is fantastic.” Cee reached for a piece of watermelon as well. “You really make wearing food look good.”

I quickly wiped my chin to get rid of the juice but wished it were his fingers doing the work instead. Ben started to gesture to us. I couldn’t hear his voice over the waves, but knew he wanted us to come play with him. The ocean could be his only friend for so long.

I finished up the sweet watermelon and tried to remove some of the sand that clung to every inch of my body. I was always a magnet for sand and I would find it for weeks later, still stuck to me. The sand burned my feet as we started to the ocean. I wanted to get to the water fast, but Cee stepped in front of me.

“You might want to take off your shorts.” Cee commented.

I blushed. I had forgotten about the shorts. I hated to take the shorts off and be more naked then I already was. “No, it's fine. It's-”

“-I want to see that beautiful body,” he added in a husky voice, so low that I didn’t worry about Ben hearing him.

With this final encouragement, I removed my shorts. I could feel my cheeks redden more and looking around to see if anyone was looking at me. Cee kept his eyes on me I noticed them darken with desire as I tossed them onto the towel.

“Now that is one hot momma.” He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. I squealed like a child. I forgot how strong he was and how light he made me feel. In his arms, I felt beautiful. He sprinted into the water, splashing as he waded deeper. With a flip of his arms he dunked me into the cold ocean, the frigid temperature taking my breath away.

Sputtering, I resurfaced and went looking for blood. I heard Ben howl with laughter nearby. The salt water stung my eyes as I tried to blink them clear. My vision finally cleared and I saw Cee standing in the shallows, chuckling at my distress. I splashed my way to him to seek my vengeance.

“Ben said to do it.” Cee pointed to my son, trying to sound completely innocent. I turned my attentions to my son and paddled back to him, throwing water at him as I went. We splashed water at each other, laughing and giggling so loud I swear they could hear us three beaches over. I got closer to Ben and whispered a plan on how to get Cee back. Ben nodded and we put the plan into place.