Page 11 of Invaluable

I loved it when a woman talked football to me. “Fair catch.”

I pulled her under me, pressing myself between her thighs. She gasped and her mouth broke into a smile. The cool breeze from the mountain air seemed almost haunting, the landscape binding us together. My beard scraped her cheek, and I slowly lowered my lips to hers. She was so fucking beautiful. The first time we’d had sex, it had been all about urgency, lust, a desire for carnal knowledge. This time I wanted to take it slow, explore her, find comfort in her embrace. Kissing her was the only time I’d found peace since I’d arrived in this country and I didn’t want our connection to end. I was busy working for the rest of the week so this would be my only chance to steal her away. Come tomorrow, she’d be gone most of the day. And I wasn’t certain that I’d be able to get another moment withher.

She welcomed my kiss, her soft lips kissing me back, gently, her hot tongue exploring my mouth. Her hands clutched my ass, her fingers urging me closer to her, erasing the distance betweenus.

Pulling back, I reached under her tank top, my right hand cupping her left breast. I focused on the pert nipple and gave it a small pinch, then worked on the other. She had amazing tits. A phenomenal rack. And I fought the desire to yank her top off just for the view. I knew I couldn’t. I wasn’t about to take her clothes off and strip her down naked on top of this bunker, just in case we got caught. Fuck. This was hard. The forbidden element only made our liaison hotter. She arched her back and I rubbed circles around her nipple before giving it a small tug this time. She moaned softly then sucked on my tongue. Damn it. She kept that shit up and I was gonna blow my load before we even got started. “Easy,” I warned, taking a deep breath. “Lie back, baby.” She did as I asked, staring at me through lustful eyes. I stared back, relishing in the beauty that was her body for mere seconds before hooking my middle finger on the hem of her panties, and pulled it back with force. She whimpered, murmuring things I couldn’t quite understand. Using her wetness as lubricant, I slid a finger down her center then added two more, pressing into her warmth. Her lips were smooth; completely waxed. I was dying to lick her, taste her sweetness, but not here, notnow.

She lay back on the sleeping bag, and I quickly unwrapped a condom, sliding it onto my length.

“Baby,” I whispered as I rubbed her clit hard and then soft, “you ready forme?”

She nodded yes, arched her back high off the floor, and I slid her pajama bottoms off as I positioned myself closer between her legs. One long thrust in and she gasped. Man, she was so hot and wet. I felt her hot center stretching for me, adapting to my size. Her tight pussy clamped around my cock. She took me like a champ, her sweet moans driving me wild. With one hand gripping her around the waist, I pulled her hips into me, my finger strumming her clit with the other.

“Oh, Kyle. You feel so good. Don’t stop.” She groaned each time I pulled out almost completely then slammed back into her. My own grunts sounded off in time with every little moan she gave. She already looked like she was going to come. Not yet, baby.

I flipped her over and propped her up so she was on all fours. She looked over her shoulder, her eyes heated, and gave me a playful glance. And I pumped my cock deep inside her, my hand prying her legs farther apart so I was still focused on her clit with two soaked fingers. The squishy sounds of our bodies rubbing together only made me want to pound into her more until she came moaning my name. Our rhythm picked up speed, and just as she would beg me not to stop, I slowed mypace.

“Doll, I could do this all night. I’m not gonna stop until you come all over me. But I want to prolong it for just a little while longer. Don’t comeyet.”

She mewed in response. Her ass shined in the moonlight. My hand came down across her right cheek. Not hard, but firm enough. She had a serious booty. Round, plump, tanned.

I worked her back into me. I could tell she was closer, her breath hitched, her pussy clenched, her body shook. “Ah Kyle. Make mecome.”

I wasn’t done with her yet. I wanted to stare into her eyes, see her body convulse, the look of pleasure flush on her face. I wanted to see the look she gave me earlier, now knowing I deserved it, because I’d put it there.

I reached down. Wrapping a long arm around her middle, I twisted her around again so she sat on me, and fastened my hot mouth on her nipple, licking, sucking, my tongue swirling on the tip for all I was worth.

She pressed into me, swiveling her hips, flipping her hair back, and bit herlip.

“That’s it baby. Ride me,” I encouraged.

With almost a wicked grin, she rubbed deep against me. Her rhythm varied, her legs wrapped around my back. It was as if she was giving me a private dance, the most incredible lap dance I’d ever had. My dick swelled.

“Oh, Kyle, oh, oh, oh, myGod.”

“That’s itbaby.”

Her pussy tightened around me, her eyelids closed, and she let out a deep moan. I let myself go, cradling her through her orgasm, completely connected to the beautiful woman on mylap.

That’snew.

She gave a final whip back on her sweat-sprinkled hair, and out came a sweet giggle. I pulled her into myarms.

It surprised me I didn’t want to bail the moment we were done. In fact, I was dreading her leaving. As I held onto her, the rise and fall of her chest told me she was still catching her breath. The ruins of war surrounded us, and I couldn’t help but feel our connection was deeper than a casual hookup, that we’d been placed on the same path for a reason.

But it didn’t matter.

Sara could be the perfect woman for me, but it wasn’t the right time. I had to let hergo.