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“Not true,” I said. “I don’t actually care. But I might when you’re eighty.”
“If I live that long…” Warwick laughed.
I paused and grew serious. “Don’t say that, please. Not being able to be with you is one thing. But you not being here altogether is a whole other thing.” Tears welled in my eyes. Why was I so damned emotional? I knew he was just joking.
“Don’t cry,” he said and came to me. He wrapped me in one of his tight hugs, and I sighed. How I longed to be with him. I wanted to beg him to stay with me but I knew the answer already.
“Want to see the rest of the chalet?” Warwick looked at me, hopefully.
“Sure,” I forced myself to smile again.
The chalet was the nicest property Warwick had, in my opinion. The mansion was lovely and huge, and the beach house quaint, but this was everything and more. It was secluded entirely in the woods, accessible only by a dirt trail, with the closest real road for over a mile away. The outside was all stone and logs with a sleek modern twist. Inside, the ceilings were vaulted in the living room, with massive windows looking into the dense trees. The kitchen was open-concept and contemporary, with a rustic fire stove in the corner that added character. It was also a way to heat the place if it got cold in the winter. The backyard had a massive, covered deck with a modern outdoor kitchen and a wood-burning pizza stove. My favorite part, though, was the loft-style bedroom. Up a flight of wooden stairs lay a massive bedroom that overlooked the huge windows in the living room. There was a California King bed and built-in closets that didn’t even look like they existed when closed. There was an ensuite bathroom beside the bedroom and another full bathroom downstairs. There was a hot tub on the deck, and when you went down a flight of stone stairs, there was a pool, outdoor shower, and tub with full mountain views and a small sauna and pool cabin.
“Wow,” I gasped. “Mrs. Warwick has no idea what she missed out on!”
“Yeah, she does,” laughed Warwick. “She knew me. And I was the deal breaker, not this.”
I’d give anything to be with him.I’d give up all of this for time with him. What a fool that woman was!
I flopped down on a day bed beside the pool. Warwick sat down beside me and leaned back. I felt nervous around him now that he knew my secret. It felt like we were closer and more intimate, but also that there were miles between us emotionally.
I stood back up on impulse and stripped my leggings and shirt off. Warwick watched me silently as I removed my bra and thong and walked into the pool's shallow end. I swam back and forth for a few minutes, letting the cool water soothe my skin and soul. After a few laps, I lay on my back and floated, eyes closed. I heard Warwick as he shuffled about, and then he was beside me in the pool. He pulled me to him, and I flipped myself upright, eyes still closed tight. His hands caressed my wet skin gently and smoothed my hair away from my face. I rested my head against his muscular chest and listened to his heartbeat. It increased speed, and I knew he was aroused just like I was. Meant to be or not, we certainly had a chemistry that neither of us could deny.
Warwick bent down, and I shivered when his soft, masculine lips met mine. My mouth opened instinctively, and his tongue entered and moved like an old lover.
I pressed my abdomen against him and balanced on my toes to reach him. He held me against his hard body, and when my legs grew weary, he lifted me to him, never breaking the kiss. My legs wrapped around his, and I rubbed myself against him, massaging my sensitive nipples and clitoris. Everything felt more sensitive than usual, and the tighter I wrapped my legs, the more the friction drove me to the edge. I felt like I’d explode all over him, and he wasn’t even inside me yet.
Warwick’s hands held my ass cheeks for balance, and when he gently spread them and caressed my bum and labia, it was almost more than I could stand. My skin vibrated and pulsed with desire, and I knew it would take almost nothing to make me come today. Maybe being pregnant wasn’t so bad after all!
Warwick’s fingers slipped inside me, my body still suspended in the air. I was so wet they slid in easily, and my excess moisture dripped from me. A few good thrusts, and I was certain I’d explode all over him.
“You’re so wet,” he murmured, his long fingers working themselves in me. I moaned in response. My pussy throbbed for his cock to stuff me full, and it was all I could do not to cry out in lust. Warwick continued to kiss me as I ground myself against his massive cock, trying to get some relief from the intense arousal I experienced.
“Do you want me inside you?” he asked quietly. I nodded and bit his lip gently.
“Yes,” I murmured.
Warwick carried me to the day bed, his fingers still buried in my wet folds. I ground into him as he walked, pulling my muscles tight, trying to alleviate some of the pressure inside me. He lowered me to the bed, his fingers slipping out of me as he put me down. I felt empty and desperate to be filled again with his cock, fingers, anything. I needed to get off, and I needed it now!
I whimpered, lifted my hips, legs spread, and begged him to enter me.
“You want me inside you?” he asked again. His cock stood at full mast against his muscular abs, dripping precum. I nodded and whimpered again as the burning desire overtook my ability to reason.
Warwick knelt between my legs, spreading them wide for him. He opened my lips and pushed the head of his cock inside me with force. I gasped and arched my back and tried to slide onto him further. His hands slowed me down, and when I glanced at him, he looked like someone who wanted to tease just a little bit longer. I bucked and moved beneath him, determined to slide him deep into me so that I could get off. He inched into me, teasing me and daring me to try and make him go faster.
“Please,” I whispered as my pussy convulsed with desperation.
Just when I thought he was never going to enter me all the way, he shoved my legs even wider and pushed himself in up to the balls. His cock stuffed me full, and I gasped with excitement. Warwick ground his hips into me, moving them like the skilled lover that he was. His cock rubbed me deep inside my wet folds, and I felt every nerve ending light up as he slid over them. I clenched my muscles tightly around his shaft, desperate for release. Warwick leaned into me, and his hands snaked beneath my ass, propping me up as he gyrated with purpose. His fingers circled my asshole, never entering, but the sensation was enough to drive me insane. I shifted my hips and met his thrusts as my orgasm built.
My whimpers turned to cries as the inner folds of my womanhood vibrated and buzzed with imminent orgasm. Warwick sensed my climax and drove deeper into me, his hands caressing and squeezing my ass as he did. I gasped and bucked beneath him, unable to stand it a second longer. I felt like I exploded as I came on his rock-hard shaft. I jostled wildly beneath him and cried out with intensity. I felt his cock twitch and begin to release in me, which caused me to clench myself around him even tighter. His cock bounced as it spurted deep inside me over and over again in what felt like the biggest orgasm he’d ever had. Warwick’s eyes were intensely closed as he came, and he emitted a loud, guttural moan. I glanced at his face as it twisted with release and felt my orgasm continue at the sight. I drove my hips up to his and felt my wetness escape me as I watched Warwick get off with intensity on top of me.
Warwick rolled beside me and pulled me to him. I closed my eyes and snuggled against his warm body.
“Let’s go inside,” he said finally when our breathing had returned to normal.
I nodded and stretched leisurely. Warwick took my hand and led me into the chalet and up the loft stairs. I flopped down on the bed and pulled the covers over me. Warwick turned on the television on the wall, and we watched a rerun of some 1980s sitcom as I dozed off to sleep.
I woke up a couple of hours later, ravenous. I headed down to the kitchen, still naked from our encounter. Warwick got up a short time later, just as I was putting the finishing touches on dinner. I made something simple, pasta with red sauce and meatballs.
