“This is crazy.” Lettie panted as she fanned herself. Her body temperature elevated. She was sweating. Her shorts and tank top pajamas were sticking to her skin. She was so glad it was linen, so the night breeze could pass through.
She was so sensitive right now that her hardened nipples pressed almost painfully against her top. She wanted to take her shirt off. She wanted to take everything off.
Jasper had gone to the bathroom, stating he needed more self love time. Apparently by the time they’d went back to her room, he was on the floor by his bed moaning in contentment. Pajama pants down, dick in his hand, cum on his abs.
All he could do was shake his head and apologize. “Yo, what the fuck. I’m so sorry, I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” He’d panted while trying to cover himself.
The girls had turned around as Henry had thrown him a discarded shirt from the floor to clean up.
But none of them could say anything. They could all feel it. Their highly sensitive aroused body .
They’d called on Sara.
The turnips wrapped in bacon? Maca root- aphrodisiac
The Damiana tea?- aphrodisiac
Basically Gabby had served them a meal of ecstasy.
“I’m so-so—sorry, I thought…it was…it looked like turnips. We hadn’t eaten it yet. I just wanted to make something different.” She held herself crying. “I’m so sorry guys.”
Jasper comforted her, assuring her he hadn’t felt this level of ecstasy in years, and to think it came from nature. It might be his new favorite thing.
Sara said they would be alright. Just drink lots of water and try to sleep. She also suggested a cold shower.
But now that they knew what was wrong, they looked at each other sheepishly.
“I’m so sorry Henry. I didn’t know what I was doing.” She cried, her head down. “I’m so embarrassed. I thought it was a nice dream.”
Lettie had narrowed her eyes to Henry who stared at Gabby. He was still only in his pajama shorts, jaws clenched, hands down at his crotch, covering the erection that had still to go away. Henry wasn’t okay. He was quiet through it all, but without saying anything, Lettie knew he was mad.
No, like really mad.
“I’m really sorry. Truly…” she sighed as she tucked her hair behind her ear. “What can I—-“
“Don’t ever climb into my bed again.” He stated. His already dark eyes darkening. “And I mean ever.”
Gabby lifted her head. “Of course. I won’t. I’m sorry—-“
“I’m not joking.” Henry cut her off. “I’m real fucking pissed.”
Lettie’s eyes widened at the sharpness in his tone. Her pussy clenched. She knew it. He was serious serious.
Gabby blinked and took a step back almost in fear. Her tears stopped as she looked at Henry in shock. As if confused about who the person before her was.
He took a step towards her, his gaze locked on her. “I fucking hate…people who try and take advantage of me.” He whispered sharply.
Gabby swallowed hard. “I wasn’t.”
Henry took two more steps to her. While Gabby towered over Lala’s 5’3 and Lettie’s 5’5 height, next to Henry she managed to look much shorter than her 5’9 frame. The guy lowered his head slightly towards her ear.
Lettie wanted to hear, knowing she was being nosy as fuck. It wasn’t because his proximity and posture to Gabby looked romantic, no far from it. If anything, with the look Henry had just given her, she would have stepped back if she was Gabby.
“Don’t you…fucking ever.” He whispered with venom in his voice.
“I didn’t mean to.” She whispered. “I swear, it was an accident.”
He clenched his jaw and looked her up and down slowly before cutting his eyes and turning away.
It took everything in Lettie not to drop her mouth open. She knew there was a meaner side to him then what he always showed her, and this only made the butterflies dormant in her belly began to run a rampage.
The more she got to know him, the more attractive he became to her and this was ridiculous, because he was already so fucking attractive.
Henry walked over to Lettie and tightly grabbed her warm and damp hand in his.
“I’m sleeping with you tonight.” He stated turning her around as they walked away from the table meeting.
“Okay.” Lettie replied, but her response didn’t matter. It wasn’t a question. And she fucking loved it.
She turned her head back to Gabby who still hadn’t moved from her spot. Gabby looked up meeting her gaze.
Lettie simply stared at her expressionless as Henry pulled them away.
It could have been an accident . She would like to believe it was. They had all stuffed their faces, the turnip bacon wrap was so good. Lettie had started eating meat on the island. Gabby had said it was her mother’s favorite thing to make. She’d even eaten it herself. A lot. And they’d downed that pitcher of tea. All of them. Would she purposely have them all even herself ingest all that aphrodisiac?
It wouldn’t have really mattered if the group had become more in-tuned with their bodies as Sara put it.
They’d apparently gone through a hard detox of everything, so something as simple as coffee, which they all thought was extra potent had more affect on them because their bodies were cleared of other distractions.
It really could have been accidental….if she hadn’t fucking tried to climb into her man’s bed.
Naw fuck that.
That’s low.
“Where are we going?” She asked as they walked passed her room and then the bathroom.
“I need air.” He whispered his breathing still came out a little too rapid.
She looked down, he was walking differently, but she knew why. He was holding himself with his free hand as if attempting to cover, what was obviously uncoverable. This guy’s dick was a sin. She wondered if he felt self conscious about it. She was sure he was. Unlike Jasper and Kane who she knew were pretty well endowed. Henry always made sure to check himself or cover himself when his dick tried to make an appearance.
And being around these guys basically 24/7 it was a lot of times that their dicks made themselves known. So much so, they’d gotten used to it she would say. But it was always endearing how he tried.
Lettie smiled. Sara had said effects in men where more potent than women. If she felt this delirious, she wondered how Henry was feeling.
She hadn’t felt disgusted when she’d woken up to Jasper’s moaning, it was more of a shock, and then concern that not only was her body reacting strongly to a guy she had no sexual attraction to whatsoever, he genuinely seemed delirious as he had rubbed himself.
And when she’d yelled at him, all he did was moan and apologize, turning his back to her as he continued stroking himself, obviously getting himself closer and closer to his release. That’s when she’d ran out the room for help, but some how the cool breeze of the night air kissed her skin in such a way, her arousal seemed to cloud her judgement. She couldn’t think of anything really besides wanting to attain the most intense orgasm of her life.
“Henry, it’s scary down the path at night.” She whispered as they veered towards the hiking trail. She looked up having to admit that the moon was actually bright enough to light the night now that her eyes had adjusted slightly.
Besides the path was lighting up with each step. So, they were not only solar lights, but also motioned sensored?
Genius.
“We’re going to the waterfall okay.” He said trying to slow his breathing. “You prefer the waterfall over the sea right?”
Lettie nodded and gave him a big smile. He looked so fucking sexy all flushed and sweaty and obviously aroused.
Henry’s steps faltered for a second as he read her expression, then dropped his gaze to her plump lips. He groaned and turned away, picking up the pace. “Don’t look at me like that.”
She couldn’t help it. She laughed.
He laughed softly along with her.
“You’re so hard.”
“I’m so fucking hard.”
“I’m glad I can talk now. Shit 30 minutes ago, my brain was like on a definite high.” Lettie spoke up as they continued in a more relaxed pace side by side.
“You’re okay right?” Henry tilted his head to her, his eyes squinting.
She nodded. “Yeah, I think it was just more shock.” She admitted. “Like it feels good to the point it might feel too good, if that makes sense. Now with the breeze it’s like torture, it feels good on my skin cause i’m so hot, but at the same time feels like ice on my nip——-“ she trailed off sheepishly realizing what she was about to say. She really had not thought about what that would sound like.
But he’d already finished her sentence for her in his head because his eyes drifted to said nipples straining against her tank top.
Lettie visibly saw him swallow before tucking his bottom lip slowly behind his top lip.
Henry looked away instead of meeting her eyes. “The waterfall should help.” He croaked. “Water.”
She tried not to smile at his clear attempt of restraint.
“Are you okay?” She asked slowly.
He nodded and sighed. “I hate not having control of myself.” He answered honestly. “Or others trying to control me.”
Lettie nodded. Yeah she could see that. No wonder he was able to stop watching porn. He had said that was too much power for naked strangers to have. Fuck, the more she was getting to know him, the more she was liking him. “Yeah.” She tilted her head. There was more. She could sense it.
His mouth moved and he blinked several times before turning his head to meet her gaze. She offered him a small smile, and squeezed his hand.
Henry looked down at the gesture and took a deep breath, before exhaling loudly. He kept staring at their hands as they continued walking. “Something like this…happened to me before.”
There it was. She didn’t say anything, allowing him to fill the silence if he wanted or to stop if he wanted. She would know if he looked up at her.
“When I was sixteen.” He continued and sighed again. He looked away and then slowly turned his head towards her with a sad smile. “So, I guess I was a little triggered.”
Lettie leaned into his arm. “I’m sorry.” She whispered. She released his hand so she could wrap her arms around him. He smiled and accepted the hug gratefully, leaning his head on hers. His body was still so warm. “Can I ask what happened?” She continued cautiously. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to, seriously.”
“It’s okay.” He chuckled as they released from the hug. He put his hand out and she took it and they continued walking. “It was my best friend.” He started. “Or at least I thought he was my best friend.” He clarified with a heavy sigh. “We’d grown up together, our families are pretty close. Like his older sister and my older sister are best friends too—-well were.”
He looked to her and she nodded to let him know she was listening, not wanting to interrupt.
“I was sleeping over his house, we got into his parent’s liquor cabinet, nothing new…just teenage things you know. But we hadn’t drunk that much. I remember because we had a soccer match we needed to go to in the morning.” He took a deep breath.
Lettie could tell no matter how long ago it was, retelling it seemed so hard for him. She wanted to tell him, it was okay not to continue but he did.
“Well…to make a long story short. I woke up in the middle of the night and he was in my bed sucking me off.” His voice trailed. “I was….scared…confused, because my body….I felt really aroused but not in the normal way. I couldn’t….” He scoffed, his voice getting softer. “I…I told him to stop, and he wouldn’t, but it felt good, and….I came.”
Henry looked away. “It was…” he sighed. “I was so sad.” He admitted emotionally. “I felt really lost.”
Lettie reached out and rubbed his back.
He chuckled. “I couldn’t tell my parents, but I told my older sister, we’d always been close. He said it was consensual, that we were messing around and were drunk. I told her I wasn’t. I felt strange but I wasn’t drunk. I got some tests done and they found MDMA in my blood. He then admitted he stole it from his sisters stash and put it in my drink just to see…..” Henry trailed off as Lettie put her head on his warm shoulder. “Our families were so close…and also …we’re both really rich...” he chuckled. “After a certain amount of wealth…some issues just become misunderstandings.”
“Henry.” Lettie’s heart broke as she stopped walking and hugged him tight. “Oh my god Henry.” She whispered as he sighed into her neck and accepted the hug. His arms wrapped tight around her, his erection digging into her stomach.
After a moment he laughed softly and pulled back, mostly his hips so as not to rub on her. “I’m okay, I am.”
Lettie pouted as she cupped his face.
“I questioned a lot…even my sexuality. I was really confused.” He admitted and then widened his eyes. “But not anymore. I’m not gay.” He said seriously. “I thought maybe after that….” He shook his head. “Not even bi.”
Lettie laughed.
“The only dick I want to be around is my own.”
She laughed harder, knowing he was trying to lighten up the situation.
He held her with a cheeky smile. “I want to put it inside your nice warm pussy.” He whispered.
“Oh my God.” Lettie closed her eyes and laughed, as he laughed with her. She smiled up and caressed his cheek. “I am so sorry that happened to you.” She whispered honestly. “And thank you so much for opening up to me. It means a lot.”
“I did open up to you.” He stared at her warmly as he held her cautiously. “None of that or even today has to do with you okay.” He whispered. “You can do anything to me.” He stared into her eyes. “You can even touch me in my sleep.”
Lettie smiled. “You give me permission?”
“Yes.” He answered still watching her.
She knew what he wanted. It was so obvious. She loved this game. She loved it so much. Give a little, take a little. Lettie tried not to smile, but knew she failed when Henry spoke up again.
“Do I have permission to do the same?”
She giggled. She loved how unsubtle he was.
“Please.” He whispered squeezing her hand.
She smiled and gave him a look as she fluttered her eyelashes jokingly. “You have permission.”
He grinned. “I know I do.”
Lettie gasped as she hit his arm, but he laughed and gave her a quick hug. They let go of each other, but continued holding hands as they resumed their walk in the beautifully night.
“I do like it.” He whispered.
“What?” she asked.
“Waking up to a blowjob.” He whispered back.
Lettie grinned. “I’ll keep that in mind.”
He nodded, biting back a smile.
Lettie’s smile brightened. “I love morning sex.”
“I love morning sex too.” He agreed quickly, causing her to laugh loudly. “You left so quick.”
“Oh my god!” She laughed as she swayed his arm. “You’re never going to let me live that down.”
Henry chuckled and squeezed her hand as they walked at a slower more leisure pace. “You could have woken me up.”
“It was a one night stand.”
“We spent an entire day together. Almost 20 hours.”
“Okay, okay, i’m sorry for leaving to catch my flight without waking you up.”
Henry grinned. “I forgive you.”
She laughed.
Lettie couldn’t remember the last time she’d been this happy.
This is what she was seeking wasn’t it? Or was it too early to tell? Or should she just stop trying to predict the future and just live in the present?
She loved her life right now.
She loved this moment.
She loved everything about how he was pursuing her and making it blatantly obvious not just to her but everyone around that he was.
She can’t remember the last time she was truly pursued.
She loved it.
She loved the way he moved.
She loved his attention.
She loved his attempt at self control—-
Or lack thereof—-
Her mind drifted back to what he’d done to her against the shower stall.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. She knew she was a goner the moment his mouth touched her.
He was passionate but attentive. And he learned quick.
Hell they’d fucked four times that day after her audition. She’d woken up and almost missed her flight. He was worried she’d left without saying anything. Fuck, she was worried she would have trapped his ass the next round.
And Lettie knew that’s not what that was.
It had been a one night stand to her at that time.
A guy who met a stranger in an elevator, spent an entire day with and fucked till kingdom come was probably not settling down material.
Lettie thought she’d had her last fling and that she’d ended on a high note.
She hadn’t stopped grinning her entire flight back home.
But she wanted a companion. Somebody to continue these hopefully next 50 plus years with. All her friends had kids, it’s not she didn’t want any…it’s just, she couldn’t commit to any of her past boyfriends because they proved time and time again they weren’t on the same page.
It got to the point where she really had to take a step back and evaluate, was it her?
Her single era had done her good, she could attest to it, because the answer had been yeah it was partially her. The same patterns, the same type of guys, the same behavior, the same insecurities. She was always giving, giving, giving.
Sacrificing, sacrificing, sacrificing,
Forgiving, forgiving, forgiving.
To the point where she’d even forgotten her mama used to say.
“Don’t lose yourself in them boys.”
She hadn’t even understood what it meant until much later.
So ,this was supposed to be different. Step out her comfort zone, do things differently.
Joining this reality show was way out her comfort zone, making that casting tape believing there was no way in hell they would pick her. But Lettie had wanted to step back out into the dating world on display. Tired of hiding herself to satisfy fragile male egos.
And look where that brought her.
Or better yet, look who that brought her.
The insanely attractive guy she promised to not fall for.
Who she was pretty sure she’d fallen for.
What the hell? Oh well, she was tired of fighting it. It might be the island life, it might be simply being around him all the time. It might be lack of technology, distractions, forced communication, whatever you want to call it. Whatever it was, sometime between yesterday and today she’d allowed herself to just accept it, accept it and see where it goes.
Lettie smiled as they heard the intense rush of water.
It had been a nice walk indeed. She turned to Henry, wondering what he’d been thinking the whole time. If he too had been contemplating them as she had. And if he had, what was his verdict?
They stopped walking to stand in front of the waterfall. Cold droplets sprayed their bodies with a fine mist. Her linen pajama stuck to her body with the extra mist of water. She didn’t even bother to think of her hair. She’d quickly taken off her bonnet and pineapple before rushing out, still wanting to look put together in the middle of the chaos. Her hair was gonna have to be blowdried and put in two french braids for tomorrow, who cared.
Right now, all she could think of was Henry’s body glistening under the moonlight. The droplets on his head made it shimmer. They kept joking about it on the island, but he truly looked like a cologne ad.
Fuck, this dude was so fine.
Fine and smart and multidimensional…fuck she was screwed.
Lettie’s eyes traveled down his body. He wasn’t holding himself anymore.
His erection also seemed to have dissipated some. Not as intense. Not completely gone, but no longer trying to free itself from his pajama shorts. It was just a gentle reminder of what it could be.
Damn she was gawking. She should have some class.
Especially after everything he’d just revealed. He’d been viewed sexually all his life. She wondered how that made him feel. Knowing people looked at him and wanted to fuck him.
Henry stretched his arms out, a little smile on his face as he yawned contently and closed his eyes. “This is paradise.”
Lettie laughed and agreed as she tore her eyes away from him. She was a culprit too about lusting after him.
He turned to her. “I actually feel better now.” He admitted. “We don’t have to get in the water.”
“Aren’t you cold?” She asked staring back to his bare chest.
He looked down too and shook his head. “Feels good actually. My body’s still a little warm.” He only had on his blue and white cotton pajama shorts and his sandals.
He pulled her to him gently, and rubbed his hands up and down her arm. “Are you cold?” He asked softly. “ Wanna go back? Sorry, I just wanted to walk for a bit. I should have gotten you a sweater.” His eyes briefly drifted down her chest before he quickly averted them to stare at her neck, then her ear and finally back to her face.
She shook her head. “I’m still hot too.” She whispered. She knew her nipples were straining against her tank top.
His rubbing on her arms slowed down a bit as he stared at her lips. “Wanna get in the water then?” He asked softly.
Lettie tilted her head slightly and pursed her lips.
Henry didn’t hesitate. Cradling the back of her head he closed his eyes and kissed her like that’s all he’d been waiting for.
Their kissing initiated a sensual elegant dance at which they took their time to move.
Their lips tingled at the contact so they simply pulled away briefly, only to tilt their heads slightly and kiss deeper.
She opened her mouth, to allow his tongue to slip in and caress hers.
They both moaned softly as their tongues moved against each other, taking turn to suck on the other’s slowly, before giving their attention back to their lips.
Lettie’s arms immediately went around his neck as he dropped his around her waist, then lowered them down her back before confidently rubbing and grabbing her ass.
She opened her eyes during the kiss to Henry watching her.
She thought it would have been weird.
Instead it felt so intimate.
They slowly pulled away. But didn’t go far. His hands cupped her ass possessively, his lips lingered by her mouth, his breath came out in slow controlled exhales.
Oh…his erection was twitching.
The corner of her lips tilted up and he smiled too.
He knew, that she knew….he brought one hand up and kissed her hard. His mouth moved against hers with more passion.
He was taking ,more. Demanding more.
Letting her know.
Wanting her to know.
He wanted all of her.
Lettie gasped as she dropped her head. Her lips were wet and sensitive from his kisses. She thought the effect had worn off. But no, it was still there.
Or, they just wanted to fuck each other regardless of the aphrodisiac.
Henry kissed the side of her face, as she collected her breath. Her hand slid down his bare damp chest, over the light sprinkles of fine dark hair as he kissed her ear, her cheek, her chin. He was right. He was warm, even shirtless in the middle of the night.
She slid her hand down his abs, he bit down on his bottom to restrain his smile. She gave him a teasing look as she continued further down to graze the soft dark hair below his navel.
Henry moaned as he kissed her forehead in encouragement.
“She touch you right here?” Lettie asked softly lifting her head.
Henry looked down at her and pouted as he nodded.
“How dare she?” She teased as she lowered her touch over his erection gently grazing it.
“Hummmm…” he moaned as he looked down at her hands. He arched his hip into her. “You gotta put it inside.” He whined softly. “She put her hand inside.”
She wanted to laugh at his theatrics but couldn’t deny he looked so fucking cute.
“Like this?” She asked slipping her hand, not through the top but through the opening on the bottom by his right thigh. Brushing his balls as she grabbed the stiff rod.
“Aaahhhh…” Henry felt no shame moaning loudly as he bit down on his bottom lip. He dropped his head, pressing his forehead against hers. “Lettie stroke it please.”
She could have sworn she came a little as her pussy throbbed at his words. “Sorry, my hands aren’t too dry are they?” She whispered.
Henry shook his head as he put his hands on her shoulder and he rocked his hips to her strokes. “No it feels good. It feels so good.”
Lettie smiled as she lifted her head to watch his face. Relaxed, eyes half closed, mouth partially open.
“Do you like how I’m jerking you off?”
He bit his bottom lip hard, squeezed his eyes shut and nodded as his hold on her shoulder tightened.
“Better than Gabby?”
Henry chuckled and looked down at her. “So much better.” He moaned and licked his bottom lip. He bent his head and kissed her. “I like how you touch me…” he tilted his head and kissed her again. “Make me cum…” he bit down on her bottom lip gently before pulling it into his mouth and then releasing it.
“Okay. I’m Done.” She teased and released his dick.
“Uuuhhmm….noooo.” He protested grabbing her hand that she was about to remove. With his other hand, he slipped it in his shorts and wrapped her fingers back around his throbbing dick.
“Henry!” She laughed.
He chuckled but squeezed his hand over hers and dropped his head. “You’re gonna make me beg?”
Lettie’s eyes widened. “Would you?”
He nodded.
“Do you want to?”
He shook his head. His hold still on her hand on his dick, refusing to have her move it. Instead, he moved it for her, watching for her reaction.
She looked him over. “Awwww….”
He smiled timidly.
Lettie grinned. “You’ve already been traumatized enough, i’ll let you have this one.”
He grinned adorably.
Yeah, she was in trouble.
She knew it before but looking at his face right now.
Yeah.
He released her hand and kissed her cheek.
Lettie giggled and released his dick. He wanted to protest again, but to his surprise Lettie dropped down to her knees on the soft grass. She looked up at him as she grabbed his shorts. “I’m pretty sure I can suck your dick better than your perverted ex-friend.”
Henry nodded quickly, his lips parted as he waited holding his breath.
He watched as she pulled his shorts down to his ankles.
He bit down on his lip when she grabbed his throbbing boner.
He couldn’t control his throat moans as he felt the wet warmth of her mouth. The texture on her tongue, the roof of her mouth. The softness of her lips once it enclosed over the hard flesh.
Henry threw his head back and stared up at the star sprinkled dark navy sky.
Fuck he wasn’t going to last.
She sucked him slowly and confidently. Her head going up and down with a calculated purpose. Not too deep, it didn’t matter at a certain depth, not too shallow, so he could get teased with the warmth at the back of her throat.
“Aaahhahhh.” He squeezed his eyes shut and pressed the back of his hand over his mouth.
What the fuck was this? It felt soooo….Fuck he wanted to shoot down her throat. She’d sucked his dick that other time, but it had been more of a prelude, both of them too eager to actually fuck.
Lettie sucked hard on the head of his dick and then teasingly ran the tip of her tongue back and forth over his dripping slit.His toes curled in his sandals and his hips twitched uncontrollably.
Fuck…..fuck…
And then she switched speeds. Bobbing faster, sloppier, moans louder. All in. And then she widened her eyes as she looked up at him. Her mouth full with his dick, saliva dripped down her chin.
Henry shook his head. Clenching down on his jaws. “I’m gonna cum.” He warned her tapping on her shoulder.
Lettie slowed down, but only to put him deeper in her mouth than before.
“Lettie.” He warned pushing her shoulder back.
She sucked his dick harder.
“Lettie, I’m serious——“
She twirled his balls in her hand as she switched the speed to a slow elaborate suck.
“Oh….I’m….” his voice trailed off as he gasped, one hand gripped down on her shoulder, the other came to the back of her head. He didn’t mean to do it, he didn’t even know he was doing it. Pressing her head down more as he shot his seed down her throat.
“Fuuuuuccckkkk….”
She took it, coughing slightly, holding on to his thigh as he jerked in her mouth. Shooting inside her in spurts.
He couldn’t stop. He wanted to apologize for cumming so much. To tell her she didn’t have to swallow, but his words came out in grunts and moans and instead of releasing her head to give her air, he held it against him.
He wanted to bury himself inside her mouth. He cried out as his body shook, feeling what felt like a second orgasm.
Lettie refused to back down as she swallowed his essence.
Was it their diet?
Was it the island?
He tasted fucking deliciously.
Lettie moaned on his dick and moved her head to continue as she tried to suck more of his cum into her mouth.
Henry cried out as he twitched, his hand digging almost painfully into her curls as he moved uncertainly wanting to pull away, while wanting to dig deeper.
After a couple seconds he stumbled, against her face, his hold on her weakening.
Lettie laughed and pulled back holding his hip, his dick slipped out of her mouth, and hung as if resting. She opened her mouth and playfully stuck out her tongue showing she’d swallowed his entire load.
He took heavy breaths as he cupped the side of her face and looked down at her warmly. “I don’t have to tell you, you can’t do this to anyone else right?”
Lettie laughed.
He panted as he shook his head. His dick twitching in front of her face. “Don’t laugh. I’m serious.”
She chuckled.
“Lettie.” Henry spoke up.
She met his eyes.
“I told you a very vulnerable secret, my dick is in your face, and you have my cum in your stomach.” He stated seriously. “You’re my woman now…..” he hesitated slightly, his voice going a fraction softer. “Do you still need more time?”
Lettie wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and rose to her feet. She stood before him, and he didn’t even bother to move to pick his shorts back up from around his ankle.
She tilted her head. “You never asked me.” She replied softly.
Henry blinked a couple times, he shifted his eyes to the side in a squint, and then back to her. He shyly bent down and pulled his pajama shorts up, over his still not completely limp dick.
Was it her imagination or was he getting hard again?
Henry coughed lightly in his hand and smiled shyly.
Lettie laughed and shook her head.
Before her, Henry dropped to his knees on the ground and took her hand. She couldn’t help but giggle as he sweetly kissed the back of her hand and looked up at her
innocently. “Lettie Wright may you please be my girlfriend?” He asked. “I promise to love you, respect you, and protect you.”
She smiled, her heart racing. All of a sudden she felt extremely shy for a 37 year old woman standing before this 31 year old gentleman.
When she didn’t answer he took her other hand and brought both of them to his mouth kissing one after the other. “You can’t say no.” He responded continuously kissing one hand after the other. “I don’t give up.”
Lettie sighed as if it was a burden, ignoring the fact she felt like she was floating. “Fine.”
Henry immediately shot up, still holding her hands in his, he stepped into her personal bubble. His head down, nose grazing hers.
“Say Henry i’m your girlfriend.” He whispered.
“The show——“
“Fuck the show.” He cut her off.
She blinked and stared at him in surprise.
“Say it.” He whispered staring at her lips.
Lettie groaned and squeezed her eyes shut.
He grabbed her face and chuckled. “Give in to me.” He whispered as he kissed her cheek. And then munched on it playfully.
“Henry!”
“Say, I’m your girlfriend.” He finished.
She pouted and tried to push him off, but he just came right back.
“You like me that much?” He whispered.
She shot him a look.
“I like you even more.” He stated confidently. “I know you’re scared that it might not work, that we’re too different or I’m not that serious about you. Those are exactly the same fucking things i’m scared of. I swear.”
She blinked at him. Her eyes widening in surprise at his words.
“Take a leap of faith.” He whispered. “Isn’t that how all relationships start?”
“You’re good.” Lettie acknowledged softly.
He squeezed her hand. “I just know I want to be with you.” He stated deep in her eyes. “Give me a chance.” He chuckled softly. “I only came on for you.”
Lettie took a deep breath knowing her resolve was fluttering away on the delicate wings of reason.
“I don’t know if we’ll be together forever.” He spoke nervously. “But I promise for however long we are together, I will be great to you.”
“You know what—“
“I won’t stop trying.”
She chuckled and shook her hand in his. “Okay. Okay i’d already made up my mind a couple sentences ago.” She smiled. “Relax. You’re right.”
His eyes widened.
“I do like you, I like you a lot.” She shrugged. “I’m not expecting perfection, I just want honesty—-“
“I’ll be honest.” He said quickly. “I’m honest. It gets me in trouble sometimes. I’ll be honest Lettie. I will.” He took a deep breath. “I was honest with all my girlfriends, always. I never cheated on them either. I don’t cheat. I won’t do that. When i’m with you, i’m with you.”
She smiled at what was clearly his persuasive skills in action. Was he that terrified she would reject him.
Lettie pulled her hands away from him, noting, he tried to hold on, but moving fast enough so he didn’t get the wrong idea, she put her hands on his shoulders, tiptoed up to kiss his cheek. “Yes, Henry I will be your girlfriend.” She stepped back to watch his face.
His smile spread slowly on his face, revealing white straight teeth. He laughed softly, his eyes twinkling as he cupped her face.
Lettie looked up at him, her heart felt about ready to explode. She smiled also, because she didn’t think any of her ex-boyfriends had ever given such an adorable reaction to her agreeing to date him.
So, she was more than ready when he tilted her face and kissed her sensually. A nice, slow passionate kiss to seal the deal.
She even felt his lips spread into a smile before he kissed her again, but harder. His erection back to life dug into her belly.
Lettie grabbed onto him and deepened the kiss, startling him or arousing him, whichever one, they began to attack the other’s mouth. Their hands moving, moans louder as they focused on the other. On their bodies, on the pleasure passing through them, of the sensations they were imparting on the recipient. With their eyes closed, their hands moved to more squeezing and stroking actions. He groped her ass, pressing it against his warm body. She ran her fingers through his hair, down his neck and back, finally grabbing his firm ass, and giving it a nice squeeze.
He responded by jerking into her. Their bodies stumbled around the waterfall, in an almost delirious, urgent makeout. The spark had already been lit when he ate her out the other day. This was a full out flame. And as they kissed and grew hotter and needier. They knew. They didn’t want to stop. They weren’t going to stop…until they came.
Henry broke the kiss. Panting as he trailed the kisses down to her neck. His hand dug into her shorts, fingers sliding over her warm ass, digging lower and deeper, seeking the opening. His middle finger immediately found her entrance as he slid it effortlessly into the wet warm channel.
Lettie moaned and arched her ass up as he started to finger her.
Henry lifted his head and pressed their foreheads together as he wrapped an arm around her waist, holding her flush against him as he added his ring finger inside her pussy.
His mouth parted as he watched her reaction.
The way her breaths came out in short gasps.
They way she tried to stop herself from making more noise. But the sounds of her moans in against the silence of the night was about to be his new favorite kink.
He scraped her textured roof and she moaned, holding on to his shoulders. Her eyes twitching as she tried to focus on him, while simultaneously trying to control her vocal reactions.
He kissed her hungrily with a wet flat tongue. “You’re sucking up my fingers Lettie.” Henry whispered as he tapped inside her.
She moaned and arched her ass more, pressing down on his hand.
Henry bent his head to her ear. “You want to cum?”
Lettie nodded.
She cried out as he pulled his fingers out of her. He brought his hand up and smiled as he stuck the two slimy fingers in his mouth and sucked on them. He brought his hand to the front this time, slipped them through her wet lips several times.
Lettie bit down on her bottom lip and closed her eyes as she moved against her hand, stabilizing herself by gripping his shoulders.
He watched her, his dick straining as he turned his hand, slipped his middle and ring finger inside as his palm tapped her clit. He hrinned as she dropped her head and squirmed, bucking her hios to follow his movements. He focused his two fingers on her upper walls in a come hither motion, rubbing the same spot over and over again with the same steady rhythm.
The sound of her wetness against his hand filled their ears.
Henry moaned as his eyes closed partially, his own hip moving, following the stroke of his fingers as he imagined his dick inside her.
“Fuck….”she whispered breathlessly. “Right there….”
“Right there?”
“Yes….”
“Like this?”
“Oh god……yes…”
Lettie squeezed her eyes shut as she clamped her lips together.
Henry kissed the side of her face panting as he sped up his strokes. Hearing how much wetter she sounded, noticing how loud she was panting, feeling how she trembled against him. “You’re so wet….you’re gonna squirt.” He went faster, his palm smacking her throbbing clit.
She nodded eagerly as her body shook. “Hen—-ry….” She threw her head back and gasped loudly as her hips shook along with his hands.
Henry groaned with her as he looked down, quickly yanking down her pajama shorts as she sprayed out a stream of warm clear liquid. He stuck his tongue out as he kept his fast strokes. She cried out in whimpers rocking her hips, her head thrown back.
He dropped to his knees and replaced his hand with his mouth as he drank the last drops from her body, running his tongue and mouth all over her pussy to lap her up. Lettie trembled as she grabbed his head. Her moans slowing down as she laughed softly.
Henry shot up, his mouth covering hers as he kissed her hard, letting her taste just how delicious she was to him. He moved her along as he pressed his body against hers. He pulled out his dick and gave himself a couple strokes before placing it between her thighs.
He moaned as he grabbed her hips and fucked her thighs. His dick gliding through the soft wet flesh on either side, while rubbing against her slippery pussy lips from above.
He gasped and closed his eyes as he bent his bead jnto the crook of her neck. His hands gripped her ass cheeks, squeezing them and spreading apart as his dick slide between her.
He bent down slightly to aim the head of his dick more upwards to feel her on his tip.
Lettie moaned and hugged him, as she squeezed her thighs together.
Henry panted as he reached down and grabbed his dick, aiming it upwards now, rubbing the tip of his erection all over her wet pussy. He moaned and grunted as he pressed it against the entrance. Inhaling sharpley as he found the entrance he so desperately wanted to enter. Lettie moaned, kissing his neck. He pulled back slightly as he resumed fucking her thighs like earlier. His head moving hers as their lips sought and latched on to the other’s. He reached back down to rub his tup at her entrance. Just a little. Just a taste. She was so warm, so wet. Just a tiny bit…
“Wa—“
Lettie pulled back slightly but he crashed their lips together as he slowly slid his throbbing inside her warm and wet entrancd.
“Henry wait—-“ Lettie moaned loudly, pressing on his shoulders, yet gripping it as he moaned and slid deeper inside her.
“Hen—“
He captured her lips and kissed her desperately. “Please…” he rammed into her, causing her to throw her head back at the pleasurable impact.
Fuck, she was tight, warm and wet. He groaned, closing his eyes as his hips moved, sliding his dick in and out of her. The sound of their wet love making filled their ears.
“Wait…” he whispered urgently and pulled out of her panting. He dropped down to yank the rest of her shorts down. She lifted her legs to assist him in casting them aside. He quickly yanked off his own shorts before grabbing his dick again. He rubbed it over her closely trimmed pussy, pressing it against her clit over and over as they both watched the movement.
It felt so fucking good.
Henry slid his dick down and swiftly entered her with a hard thrust. She wrapped her arms around his neck, hanging on to him as he fucked her fast. One arm wrapped around her back holding her flush against him, while the other held her ass in place as he pounded inside her. “So good….aaahhh…Lettie….fuck….you feel so good. You’re the best.” He moaned louder as his hips slammed into her.
“Hen—-slow—-slow——i’m gonna—-slow—-i’m gonna——aahhh——i’m gonna—-“
Henry gasped, his eyes rolling back as he pressed his face into the crook of her neck. “Me too——“ he gasped as he let himself fuck her harder, sinking deeper, letting go of control. Her walls throbbed around his dick, milking him, begging him to release fill her up…fuck…he pulled back quickly, his dick dripping.
He panted and grabbed his spurting erection and jerked the rest of his seed against her belly as she moaned and dropped her hand between her legs, rubbing out the remaining orgasm because he’d pulled out.
She understood why he had to pull out, but fuck she wanted to keep orgasming with his dick inside her.
It took a moment for them to regulate their breathing, as they stood in front of each other, slightly bent over breathing hard.
Lettie put her hand son her hips and straightened up her eyes on Henry, slowly rubbing his semi erection.
He stepped up to her and kissed her softly before lifting up her tank top and pulling it off, so she stood just as naked as him. He kissed the tip of her nose. “Sorry that was so fast.” He whispered.
She chuckled. “You made me cum twice in less than ten minutes.” She swayed as if she was under the influence of something. Well, she was. Him. She was under his influence. “So… you’re good.” She laughed adorably.
Henry laughed and cupped her face, staring down at her, his eyes bright. “One more time?” He asked softly.
She laughed because she knew her body was exhausted. “Can you go another round?”
He looked down and she slowly followed his gaze. His dick was twitching back to life, returning to it’s impressive size as it tapped her belly.
She arched an eyebrow to him and he at least had the decency to give a timid laugh as he pulled her into a hug. “It missed you.” He whispered. “I haven’t had sex since you left my condo.”
Lettie pulled back slightly in shock. “That was two months ago.”
He stared at her and tilted his head, frowning slightly. “Why do you look so shocked? Have you had sex with anybody else since me?”
Lettie blinked and shook her head. “Well no, I haven’t—-“
He grabbed her face and gave her a deep kiss as he moaned into her mouth. “I knew it.” He whispered breathlessly before kissing her again, pulling her body to him. Lettie swallowed hard as she broke the kiss, allowing him to lick and kiss her neck, reigniting her arousal.
“You knew it?” She teased.
He turned her head to face him and grinned. “You think you’re so cool. You were just as affected by our encounter as I was.” He kissed her hard, before pulling back. His thumb brushed her cheek as his smile widened. “You knew nobody else could love on you like I can.”
“I didn’t say all th—-“
He cut her off with another hungry kiss. “You’ve been waiting for me.” He stated before kissing her again.
“Why are you delusional?”
Henry kissed her again, but she couldn’t help but laugh and feel giddy. His sporadic kisses lifting her heart, filling her with so much joy.
“Say it.”
“Say what?”
“Say only I can love you.”
“What?”
“You’re my girlfriend. Say it.”
“Oh my god. I regret it already.”
Henry chuckled and turned her around her back pressed against his chest. “Say it.” He whispered in her ear.”
Lettie shook her head. “You’re so demanding. You——Henry!” She gasped as he bent her over and rammed his dick inside her.
Her eye twitched at the intrusion as she bit down on her bottom lip.
“Still so fucking wet.” He moaned, against her neck as he fucked her.
Lettie dropped her head, her hands on her knees as she backed her ass into him with each thrust. Her moans echoed in harmony with the sound of the waterfall behind them.
Henry’s mouth dropped open, his hands gripped her hips tightly as he pounded inside her without restraint. His head lifting up to the dark sky, his own moans joining hers.
Lettie’s legs grew weak, but he didn’t stop, as they folded underneath her. She reached her hands out to catch herself, but it didn’t matter. Henry’s thrusts were throwing her off balance. He wasn’t stopping, nor did she want him too. They let go of any inhibition as he fucked her all the way to the ground, laying completely ontop of her, pounding into her, releasing all his pentup desires.
**
Henry opened the door and stepped in. Lettie was wet in his arms, her legs wrapped around his waist, her arms around his neck, holding him tight as she shivered from the cold while trying to stay awake.
They’d rinsed off at the waterfall, but putting back on the little bit of clothes they’d had on only served to finally make them aware of the chilly night.
“Jasper you up?” Henry whispered as Lettie lifted her head trying to squint at the bed across from hers for Jasper’s body. “He’s not here.” Henry spoke normally, the same time she realized his bed was empty.
He moved over and turned on the lights. He made a move to get her down, but she protested, wrapping herself tighter around him.
Henry laughed. “We gotta get dry.”
“Towels.” She pointed to her drawer.
He chuckled as he carried her there, and she finally slid down. They smiled at each other as they took their clothes off and dried off.
“Hurry and put your clothes on before Jasper walks in.” He told her as he wrapped his towel around his waist while she was still naked searching for new pj set.
“Where is he?” Lettie asked. “Still jerking off in the bathroom?”
Henry shrugged as he looked at the tent door and then positioned himself behind her naked frame to block any accidental view of her should anyone walk in.
The guys had all agreed Lettie had the best body amongst the ladies. Lala had a bigger chest, but was a little on the skinnier side. Gabby was slender, smaller chest and ass compared to the other girls.
Henry knew how they checked Lettie out in a bikini, he was not letting anyone see her naked.
His shouldrs relaxed a bit as she pulled on her tank top to cover those breasts that fit so well in his hands.
She smiled at him. “Are you going to go get some clothes?”
He shook his head. “I’ll sleep naked. I don’t want to go there tonight.”
She nodded and grabbed their wet pjs. “Here let’s hang it here. Tomorrow it will be dry.” She spread them on the chair as he turned to go and turn off the light.
He put the towel aside as he climbed into her bed and snuggled against her, his dick twitching.
“No.” She whispered.
He chuckled and held her tight, kissing the back of her neck. Even if he wanted, he was too tired. “It’s just happy.”
When Lettie giggled, he quickly kissed her cheek and hugged her as he closed his eyes. “If Jasper isn’t here in the morning—-“
Lettie giggled again.
He smiled as he snuggled her. “Yes?”
She nodded before turning her head back slightly, pursing her lips and kissing him. “Goodnight boyfriend.” She whispered.
Henry giggled, causing Lettie to giggle as they held each other.
**
“Harder, harder Jasper!” Gabby called out, her eyes squeezed tight as she bent over the chair gasping as she rubbed herself.
Jasper moaned and did just that. His grip on her hips sank into her flesh as he fucked her hard against her desk. “Fuuuccckkk!” He gasped as he threw his head back.
Who would have known little miss doctor fucked like a pornstar?