FORSTAKEN
Kerri Nelson
Copyright © 2012
Chapter One
The sweet smell of her was an elixir to Byron’s
soul. It made him think of the saltwater taffy they’d purchased on their trip
to
Coney Island
last year. That was when
they’d fallen in love.
“Are you going to sleep down there?” Nadia’s
voice brought Byron back to the moment. He lifted his head from the tender skin
of her bare thigh. Gazing up at his lover, he smiled.
“No, just enjoying the moment.”
Nadia returned the smile.
“We’ve got to get ready for the team car wash.” Nadia
slithered out of bed but turned to plant a delicate kiss on Byron’s forehead
before dancing over to the closet.
Byron turned over on his back and stared up at
the ceiling. As the captain of the university’s cheerleading squad, it was
essential for Nadia to attend various fundraising efforts throughout the spring
semester. He’d watched her try everything from selling energy bars to creating
a sexy cheerleader calendar, but this car wash idea had been hers alone.
Personally, Byron would rather stay in bed on
this lazy Saturday morning with his head or his cock buried between Nadia’s
legs getting lost in her over and over again. But when you loved someone you
sometimes had to do things you didn’t want to do, like stand on the sidelines
while she strutted her stuff at a bikini car wash.
Byron groaned inwardly at the thought of her
spending the day getting ogled by horny frat boys.
“Should I wear my leopard print bikini top or my
polka dot top?” Nadia asked as she held each top up to her full bosom and
observed herself in the mirror.
Byron studied his lover’s gorgeous body. From
her long black hair that fell in ringlets over her shoulders down to the curve
of her spine just above her perfect ass. Then there were her toned legs. They
had such a beautiful chiseled shape it was as if Peridito himself had carved
them out for one of his statues.
His stomach suddenly rolled at the thought of
Peridito. He hadn’t thought about him for years. He was from another life, and
he tried never to think of that life.
“Hello! Earth to Byron,” Nadia sang out.
Byron refocused his sights on one adorable,
pouting girlfriend and smiled.
“The leopard print. Definitely.”
Nadia smiled and continued her earlier dance
toward the bathroom.
Byron heard the water start in the shower and
took a quick glance at the clock. There’d be plenty of time for a little
rendezvous in the shower. This day might not be totally wasted after all.
****
Byron opened his mouth and let the water hit his
tongue. His hands braced on either side of the shower stall, as a smooth, slick
body pressed against him from behind. Nadia’s hand between his legs was doing
some purely magical stroking.
He allowed the water from the oversized
showerhead to enter his mouth and flow down his throat. He didn’t need to
swallow it. He could breathe it. Any other time, he might be concerned Nadia
would notice the strange behavior, but at the moment his lover was otherwise
occupied.
Nadia nudged him until he turned to face her. She
sank to her knees placing her mouth around him and began suckling sweetly on
Byron’s rock hard cock, and one hand was cupping his aching balls. He closed
his eyes and lost himself in the intensity of the sensations. The water burning
his lungs, the steam filling his nostrils, the pull of her lips against his
tightened shaft and the gentle tug of his sac. For just a moment, he let go of
all control. Then a free fall into ecstasy commenced from which there was no
return.
He spewed forth the come deep into her throat as
his head jerked back in convulsive oblivion.
When he’d emptied himself, he looked down to see
her beautiful face misted with water, glowing up at him with love and desire.
“Now it’s your turn, sweet girl.” Byron cooed at
her. Nadia stood, turned and bent over, placing her hands at the back of the
stall and proffering up
Kerri Nelson
Copyright © 2012
Chapter One
The sweet smell of her was an elixir to Byron’s
soul. It made him think of the saltwater taffy they’d purchased on their trip
to
Coney Island
last year. That was when
they’d fallen in love.
“Are you going to sleep down there?” Nadia’s
voice brought Byron back to the moment. He lifted his head from the tender skin
of her bare thigh. Gazing up at his lover, he smiled.
“No, just enjoying the moment.”
Nadia returned the smile.
“We’ve got to get ready for the team car wash.” Nadia
slithered out of bed but turned to plant a delicate kiss on Byron’s forehead
before dancing over to the closet.
Byron turned over on his back and stared up at
the ceiling. As the captain of the university’s cheerleading squad, it was
essential for Nadia to attend various fundraising efforts throughout the spring
semester. He’d watched her try everything from selling energy bars to creating
a sexy cheerleader calendar, but this car wash idea had been hers alone.
Personally, Byron would rather stay in bed on
this lazy Saturday morning with his head or his cock buried between Nadia’s
legs getting lost in her over and over again. But when you loved someone you
sometimes had to do things you didn’t want to do, like stand on the sidelines
while she strutted her stuff at a bikini car wash.
Byron groaned inwardly at the thought of her
spending the day getting ogled by horny frat boys.
“Should I wear my leopard print bikini top or my
polka dot top?” Nadia asked as she held each top up to her full bosom and
observed herself in the mirror.
Byron studied his lover’s gorgeous body. From
her long black hair that fell in ringlets over her shoulders down to the curve
of her spine just above her perfect ass. Then there were her toned legs. They
had such a beautiful chiseled shape it was as if Peridito himself had carved
them out for one of his statues.
His stomach suddenly rolled at the thought of
Peridito. He hadn’t thought about him for years. He was from another life, and
he tried never to think of that life.
“Hello! Earth to Byron,” Nadia sang out.
Byron refocused his sights on one adorable,
pouting girlfriend and smiled.
“The leopard print. Definitely.”
Nadia smiled and continued her earlier dance
toward the bathroom.
Byron heard the water start in the shower and
took a quick glance at the clock. There’d be plenty of time for a little
rendezvous in the shower. This day might not be totally wasted after all.
****
Byron opened his mouth and let the water hit his
tongue. His hands braced on either side of the shower stall, as a smooth, slick
body pressed against him from behind. Nadia’s hand between his legs was doing
some purely magical stroking.
He allowed the water from the oversized
showerhead to enter his mouth and flow down his throat. He didn’t need to
swallow it. He could breathe it. Any other time, he might be concerned Nadia
would notice the strange behavior, but at the moment his lover was otherwise
occupied.
Nadia nudged him until he turned to face her. She
sank to her knees placing her mouth around him and began suckling sweetly on
Byron’s rock hard cock, and one hand was cupping his aching balls. He closed
his eyes and lost himself in the intensity of the sensations. The water burning
his lungs, the steam filling his nostrils, the pull of her lips against his
tightened shaft and the gentle tug of his sac. For just a moment, he let go of
all control. Then a free fall into ecstasy commenced from which there was no
return.
He spewed forth the come deep into her throat as
his head jerked back in convulsive oblivion.
When he’d emptied himself, he looked down to see
her beautiful face misted with water, glowing up at him with love and desire.
“Now it’s your turn, sweet girl.” Byron cooed at
her. Nadia stood, turned and bent over, placing her hands at the back of the
stall and proffering up
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