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“Fuck,” she whispers in the dark when she finally comes back to me. “I’ve never…” Her words trickle into the night, and I want to nod, to agree with her, but I can’t because I haven’t allowed myself to find pleasure.
Silently, I move off her, standing as I offer her a hand, but she shakes her head. Suddenly, hands are tugging at my sweats and boxers as she takes me in her hand.
“Vera, no,” I tell her. “It’s okay. I’m—” My words are cut short when she wraps her pouty lips around my shaft, and in the dark, I close my eyes and bask in the need racing through my veins.
She works hard, taking me into her throat until I feel it pulse around my tip. My body is rigid, my veins spark and sizzle as pure and feral lust burns me from the inside out.
I bite down on my lower lip as a grunt escapes me. Her hand cups my balls, massaging and rubbing them gently. But then she squeezes as she takes me just that inch deeper into her throat, and I feel myself seize as my mind blanks out.
“I-I’m…” I can’t get the words out as I feel my orgasm erupt violently, but Vera swallows every drop of me.
When I finally open my eyes, I look down to see her still on her knees, her tongue lapping at me as if I’m her favorite fucking candy.
“Get the fuck up,” I bite out as anger takes over the desire. “Why the fuck would you do that? Do you know I could’ve hurt you?”
“I… I know, I just needed it.” The innocence in her tone stills me. I’m losing my fucking mind, and I don’t know how to be with her. Tonight was perfect, but right now, I feel like the monster that I’m convinced I am.
“Go get cleaned up.” My order is clear. I can’t be near her, or I’ll lose my shit at her stupidity. No. She’s not stupid. I’m the fucking idiot who should’ve not lost all my fucking control.
“Logan, I’m sorry. But—”
“Vera, I care about you, please just go inside. Sleep in my bed, I’ll be up soon.” Even as I tell her that, I know it’s a lie because I’m raging inside. She nods and silently turns to make her way back to the house. Thankfully, it’s not far.
I watch her disappear before I lean against the tree and look up at the sky. Even though the leaves cover most of the stars, I can make out a few twinkling here and there.
My chest aches. My whole body fucking aches. I’ve never been so lost in pleasure before. I have never in my life been so rabid to have a woman.
I don’t know if she’s good for me, even if she craves what I give her. I lift my hand to my nose and inhale her. The scent of her arousal is still intoxicating as it coats my hand, and I close my eyes and grip my cock.
I just had an orgasm, but just the fragrance of her juices makes my dick throb. I slowly stroke myself, picturing her beautiful face as she finds her release. My fist tightens, pulsing around my shaft as I emulate her cunt. The heat of her pussy took me in, sucking me deep, and I imagine my cock feeling those slick walls.
It doesn’t take long, another two strokes, and I come hard, shooting my release onto the dark ground. My breathing is hard, short, and I have to focus to attempt at calming my heartbeat which is thudding painfully against my ribs.
“Fuck, Vera, what are you doing to me?” The question is lost in the darkness, and I shove myself back into my pants before I head to the house. When I reach the door, everything is silent, the lights upstairs are out, and Vera is nowhere to be seen.
I should go up to her, but I don’t. Instead, I go the kitchen and open the closet, which houses the cleaning materials. I find the bottle I’m searching for. Grabbing a glass, I pour a mouthful before swallowing it back quickly.
The burn of the bourbon is welcome. It’s been years since I opened this bottle, but tonight, I am sure I could finish it without hassle. I pour another shot and swallow it quickly.
Taking the bottle and my glass, I head out onto the porch and settle on the wooden bench that sits in the one corner. It’s not comfortable, but right now, it’s going to have to do. I can’t be in the same room as her.
I’m not even angry at her, I’m more rage-filled at myself. My feelings, emotions are taking over where Vera is concerned. It’s not been that long since we actually spoke face to face, but I know her better than she knows herself. I know her body as if it were my own.
