"When are you coming back anyway?"
"In a day or so."
"Come on Sally, I need at least a few days, but I'll do my best."
"Thank you. Take care."
Sally turned around to see Storm put his phone back on the counter top. "Was that Rhonda?" he asked.
"Yeah, she's helping a friend move and she's storing some boxes in my place until I return."
"I'm happy you and her are on good terms again."
"She's been a friend to me regardless of what anyone says. She's always pushing me to do stuff; take more chances."
"Is being here with me one of those chances?"
"Yes, it is. I may still get killed and my body dumped somewhere but I'm taking the chance."
Storm laughed out loud, an uproarious laughter and Sally began laughing also.
"Let's eat. I'm sure you're starved."
~!~
They went swimming and it was the most fun either could remember having without family in the longest time. They both played and laughed like children; both remembering the idyllic days of childhood. Storm placed Sally on his shoulders and dropped her backwards into the sea for which she tried to pull his legs from under him under the water. At one point while they were treading water in the deep section, Sally looked out and asked Storm if it wouldn't be nice to be on a boat in the middle of the ocean. He decided that their next trip away would be to the Caribbean on his yacht. But with the playing also came intimate moments of long sensual kisses both in the water and on the sandy shore.
~!~
Sally was in the shower trying to get the sand from her person. Storm was also taking a shower in the other bathroom. As Sally stood in the shower, she thought about what Rhonda had said about Storm. Was he really that snooty and was it such a stretch for him to be with someone like her? When she told him last night that she missed him, she meant it. He was all she thought about for the short time they were a part, and she was so happy when he showed up at Jacks the day he returned. His unexpected visit made her want to spend the night with him.
This trip was also way out of the norm for her. She had given credit to Rhonda but in truth, the decision was all hers. Even though Rhonda messed up too much, she didn't want him having a negative impression of her. After all if it wasn't for her, they would never have met and probably the growing obsession he was becoming to her wouldn't be. Two straight days of happiness so far, doing things she never thought she would have done. This was the closest she'd ever come to being her true self, almost but not completely. No matter what she couldn't let her guard down completely. The one thing she had been putting off she had to do.
She had dallied too long on it, something that she'd never done in the past. She had to know everything about everyone playing on her court at all times. It was how she knew how to survive. But it didn't stop her from wondering what it would fell like to be open and honest with him. Her circumstance would never allow it and that meant she must keep the truth to herself and her guard up. But the fantasy was nice.
Moving the soapy washcloth over her body, she imagined it was his hands, strong and sure as they touch every inch of her energized skin. She wanted to kiss him all the time, to taste him as his tongue moved passed the barrier of her lips to lick and coax hers from its hiding place. She wanted to feel his hands hold and caress her breast; to feel his lips and teeth hold on to her nipples, and flick the hard pebbled tips until they burned. She wanted his fingers to touch her wet core before he drove his hard cock into her over and over again. She wanted to know if this need for him would ever go away. She had hoped the time away from each other would have cooled her lust and want for him, but it had only increased. Bringing her to the beach house only intensified the feeling, especially after making love to her both hard and heavy against the wall, and then so gently on the sofa. She didn't want to be alone anymore.
~!~
They were walking hand in hand, coming back from the market when they heard the thunder roll across the sky. Sally looked up at the darkened sky and before either could comment the skies open and rain came gushing down. Laughing, they both began running back to the house. But it was no use as they were both soaked in a matter of seconds. The lotion from Sally's skin made her wet hands slipperier and her hand slipped from Storm's hand easily. He stopped to look back at her and it was then that he noticed how soaked she was. Not paying attention, she bumped right into him. His hands same out to grab her as she reached out to grab him for support but their actions were uncoordinated and they both went down in a pile of tangled limbs. Upon hearing Sally's joyful laughed Storm also began to laugh at their futile efforts to get back to the house dry. They stopped laughing and Storm kissed her hard as he knelt over her, his hands on both sides of her, one knee between her spread legs, the other outside of her hip, as she sat leaning back on her arms. She turned into the kiss, kissing him back just as hungrily.
His hand went under her tank top and moved over the skin on her stomach. Her felt her arch into him and he deepened the kiss. Her soaked bra was in the way and he got more impatience trying to get closer to her. He pulled down one side of her tank top and her bra, desperate to uncover her breast. She gasped and arched more, pushing her breast into his hands as he trailed a line of kisses along her neck to suck the exposed nipple into his mouth. Storm felt her hands grip his hair and pulled and he let her nipple slip out of his mouth. He kissed her again, hard before standing and pulling her up with him as they head to the house.
He stripped them both in the shower, and knelt before her as he took her clit into his mouth. Sally leaned into the tiles for support as she held on to him and moaned at the exquisite feeling cursing through her body. Storm tasted more of her, placing one leg over his shoulder and opened her more to his demanding mouth. She grabbed his head tighter as she closed her eyes and saw nothing else.
Sally was on her side on the bed, a pillow held tightly in her hands, and one foot on Storm's shoulder as he moved inside her. He watched she tried to take deep breaths but seemed to fail each time. The feeling was intense, he knew it but this ravenous need to have her, to feel her on him was like a demon riding his back hard. He looked down where they were joined, watching as he entered and exited his haven; her soft, pliable flesh giving way to his hard, demanding muscle. And the look was so erotic that it almost brought him to climax. Sally screamed as her orgasm flowed through her.
He turned her on her back and both of her legs were now on either side of his hips as he sat on his bent knees and pulled her on his hard cock again. Holding on to her hips he began to move again, pushing inside her over and over again. Her back was arched off the bed as the position gave her little leverage or ways to move. Looking up, she called out to him.
"Yes, baby," Storm replied, his head going back as he tried to think about anything else except how it felt being inside her tight pussy. "Yes baby, yes...yes...Sally."
"Storm...please," she begged as she grabbed the sheets beneath her finger tips tightly in a fist.
"Sì baby ...sei così fottutamente bello," Storm whispered as he looked at her perfect body covered in a light sheen of perspiration and her pink pussy that seemed to glow with its vibrancy.
He moved her so she was sitting on him and began to slowly guide her movements on him. She held his face and kissed him deep as he wrapped his hands around her back.
"Storm," she moaned as her head rolled backwards and she began to move harder on him.
"Yes baby, that's it. That's it."
Storm sat fully on the bed and the roll of her hips caused a sweet friction which made him moan loudly. His hand held her ass as she moved on him, lifting her up and down over and over again. She was close. He heard it in the way her breathing changed, becoming short gasp for air.
"Storm...Storm..." she arched back pressing on him, grinding her hard button against him over and over as the feeling rose and she screamed.
"Fuck baby, si sente così fottutamente bene ," Storm said holding her hips as she rode out her orgasm.
Her head dropped to his shoulder and her arms to her side. Storm kept them joined, as he showered gentle little kisses along her shoulders. He maneuvered her on her back with her legs draped over his as he knelt between her spread legs. He looked at her, open to him, her beautiful body perfectly created. Her skin was glowing and dewy and was far different from the sweat that ran down his body. He was still buried inside her and looked at where they were joined; his pale column of hard flesh joined to her soft brown and pink. In that moment he knew that that was the most erotic sight he had ever seen and ever wanted to see. He had found the most erotic person in world to him and he wanted her all for himself. He pushed in and out slowly and heard when she gasped. She was tender or getting that way but she had become his drug and he was fully addicted.
"Storm, no more...I can't..."
"Sì, di più... I need to feel you again," he said and ran his hand up along her stomach to between the valley of her breast to hold her neck. He leaned over her, "I need to feel your pussy coming on my cock again."
He continued to move, slowly building his speed and as soon as he felt her move beneath him, he knew she was ready again. Her body craved fulfillment just as his. He looked at her as she ran her hands up his arms and round his neck. She smiled and he kissed her hard as he slammed into her. She screamed but it was swallowed down by his moan as the tight feel of her swollen pussy stretch once again to accommodate him. Over and over, he plundered her body, pushing her beyond."Storm...Storm..."
"Yes, baby, that's it."
"Storm..."she pleaded again as slammed into her over and over again. She was left open to him and all she could do was feel.
He felt her nails into his shoulders. "Your pussy feels so fucking good Sally. So tight...wet...hot...I could fuck you all day and night."
He held on to her shoulders tighter as his thrust became harder, faster and Sally held on to him even tighter as she exploded every nerve in her body on a sensory overload. He felt her nails drag down his arms and Storm held on to her tighter as he continued to thrust into her.
