The Surprise Visit Ch. 03

I felt Nick's hand move up my thigh and push my dress aside. My body reacted to his touch and opened like the automatic doors at a grocery store. I felt his fingers as they approached my moistened opening gently stroking my skin. I was so glad he didn't like me wearing panties, they would only get in the way. I felt myself falling into his control and I loved it. I loved the way he parted me and slid inside. The way he pushed his fingers deeper as he pressed his lips to mine. I felt myself melt even further as my pussy coated his fingers.

I felt so empty as Nick pulled his fingers from me. He lifted his hand up from under the table and held them to his nose.

"Your wife's pussy smells so good. Can you smell that, Brad?" Nick chuckled.

I couldn't even hear the response Brad offered over the sound of Nick sucking the juice from his glistening fingers.

"It tastes even better Brad. Too bad you aren't going to be getting any of this."

"Honestly I don't know how you can give this up." Nick said, sounding a bit baffled.

I couldn't help but wonder the same thing. How could my husband sit quietly by and allow another man to seduce me? I knew he was a pervert and got off on watching me have sex with other men, but this was different. I had real feelings for Nick, and we all knew it.

"Well regardless, she's mine tonight. I appreciate you delivering the flowers and all, but you need to leave us alone now." Nick politely demanded.

Brad had a worried look on his face as he silently got up from the table. I think he saw the excitement in my face when I heard Nick send him away. I felt bad for Brad, I knew how much he liked to watch me have sex with others, but I really wanted tonight to be something different. I was overjoyed that Nick wanted the same.

I couldn't help but watch as Brad walked away rejected. I felt bad for him but not just for his disappointment at not being included. I felt bad for him as a man. With everything that had happened in the last few weeks I was really starting to question his masculinity. I even questioned my own feelings for him and where they were going.

Nick ordered us a Crème Brulé and we sat there talking about what he wanted to do the next day. He teased that we would both be too tired to do much and maybe should just plan on staying in bed all day. I laughed at his jokes and listened to the details of his trip back to the Lake, but honestly all I could think about was getting back to the room and getting into his bed.

We were walking back from the restaurant and passing the pool and I thought back to the first night I was at this resort. I ended up sucking Max in the hot tub right in front of Brad. He was such a pervert he couldn't even go one day without seeing me with another man. But not tonight. Tonight, I was with a man who made it clear he didn't want to share me in any way.

I felt so safe as he led me to our villa. He held my hand and guided me past the watery playground. I could feel my heart racing once again at the prospect of being in private with him. I recapped everything I remembered of his body and how I longed to taste it once again. I imagined the soft head of his cock in my mouth and the feel of his firm muscles against my body. I leaned closer to him pushing my face closer to his neck. I wanted to smell his skin and let his cologne permeate my senses.

Nick was such a gentleman, he made me feel like a queen. He held the villa door open for me, and placed his hand gently in the small of my back to welcome me in. I was so touched by what I saw. The room was lit by candles that had been scattered around both the living room area and bedroom area of the condo. He must have had someone come light all the candles while we were at dinner. What a romantic thing to do, I thought. It made me feel so tranquil in such a safe place. That's why I was so startled when he pushed me up against the wall holding my hands firmly over my head and pinning them.

Nick kissed me with all the passion of a soldier returning home from battle. He couldn't even wait another twenty feet to get me into the bedroom. The door was just clicking closed behind us as his tongue explored my helpless mouth. I felt the pressure of his chest against mine as he pressed against me. I wanted him to lift my dress up and take me right there, but he didn't. Instead of succumbing to his carnal desire and jamming himself into me right then, he released his hands from mine and ran them sensually down my arms.

His fingertips sent shivers down my spine as they traced their way past my breasts and down my sides. One hand came to rest on my hip as the other continued its journey to my rear. I wrapped my arms around his neck and clasped my hands together to prevent his escape. I didn't want anything to pull him away from me now. Nick responded by pulling me up and towards him, as he continued to probe my desire with his tongue.

If I wasn't already boiling over with desire, I was now. For the first time in my life, I was self-conscious of the passion dripping from between my legs. I could feel the juice escaping from my uncovered pussy. I wanted him to touch me there, but I was afraid what he would think when he found it so overwhelmed. I could smell my scent as it mixed with the lavender smoke swirling around in the room and thought to myself, Nick could surely smell it too.

I wanted to feel his heaving chest unobstructed, I wanted to feel his bare skin against mine. As Nick continued massaging my tongue with his and kneading my ass, I feverishly began unbuttoning his shirt. I couldn't wait another second to get this man naked and inside me. I was turning into an obsessed mad woman. I felt like I was melting and at the same time as if I was going to explode out of my own skin. He was like a chef, and I was like a boiling pot of water about to explode all over the stove.

I undid the last button on his shirt and pulled the tails free of his pants. I rushed my hands past the silky fabric and onto his tight muscular chest. I could feel his heart beating like a war drum. He was the epitome of a man. He was kind and respectful but knew what he wanted and wasn't afraid to go for it. He was strong and confident yet not a bully. He commanded respect rather than demanding it. I couldn't imagine anyone in this world better than Nick in any way.

As much as I enjoyed the feel of his strong muscles in my hands, I couldn't hold myself back any longer. I was like a starving dog, and he was my dinner. I slid my hands down his firm abs and franticly unbuckled his belt. As I undid the top button on his pants, I imagined what his hard cock looked like bulging underneath his underwear. I felt him lift his leg and kick off the first one then his other shoe, encouraging me to finish taking his slacks off.

I heard his trousers fall to the floor as Nick slid his hands under my dress and slowly lifted it from me. He stopped kissing me just long enough to pass the fabric over my head and toss it on the floor with his. I felt completely exposed and helpless. For some reason I felt more naked than I had ever felt before. Time seemed to stop as I waited to see what was next.

Nick wrapped his arms around me and pulled my naked body against his. I could feel the warmth of his skin as it pressed against mine. I felt the atoms between us burst. There was nothing between us, nothing in this universe but him and me. I reached down to satisfy my curiosity and imagination and felt the soft fabric holding him back. His male muscle was just as impressive as all his other muscles. Large and firm. I ran my hand along the stiff shaft and enjoyed how it felt against my palm. When I opened my eyes, the image of his beautiful body as the light flickered off his tan skin was something out of a romance novel. The whole scene was a romantic dream.

"It's time, I want you now." Nick gasped.

Nick scooped me up like a little girl in his arms, lifting me off the ground and tossing my legs over his arm with ease. He had me in his arms like a groom carrying his bride across the threshold. I couldn't help but go limp feeling helpless in his arms. I couldn't have resisted him if I tried with every fiber in my body. The smell of his testosterone filled my nasal passages and instantly told my primal brain to surrender.

Nick playfully tossed me on the bed like a rag doll. The fall from his arms onto the bed felt like it was a million miles. I felt the sense of exhilaration and fear of a base jumper as he fell from a tall building, and I wanted the safety of his arms around me again. But I also knew I was one step closer to the greatest reward of all.

Nick stood there looking at my naked body lying on his bed and smiled. My modesty wanted to cover up and prevent him from seeing any imperfection, but I knew he would be disappointed if I tried to hide anything from him.

"You are the most beautiful women ever." He declared with all sincerity.

Nick's words put me at ease. Even though the room was dimly lit, I felt as if he could see everything about me. There was nothing he didn't see. He saw it all. The freckles on my chest, my tinny nose, the little extra I carried around my hips, or the fear I have about being alone. He could see into me in a way no one ever could. He knew what I was afraid of and what I dreamed of and everything I cared about. Right now, there was nothing else but us. An atom bomb could have gone off and destroyed the whole world, but as long as the two of us could remain in this moment and time together I would be happy.

Nick reached down and gently moved by legs slightly apart, kneeling on the bed between them. He leaned down and kissed my neck gently as he brushed his bare chest against mine. I could feel the heat of his body warm me as it came closer. Nick gently kissed his way from one ear to the other, covering every inch in between. My feverish desire was battling with the delicate joy his kisses bathed me in. I wanted him to ravish me already but at the same time, everything he was doing was perfect.

Nick worked his way to my chest and then my belly exploring my every bend and crease. I could feel his hot breath warming me as he went. Every nerve in my body was on high alert. It was as if I could feel the thoughts coming from him. My senses felt heightened, and I felt more alive than I had ever felt before.

The first touch of his mouth at my intimate gift sent a shock wave through my whole body. His touch was soft and yet firm. I could feel his tongue parting my lips and softly relishing in my marinade. Any apprehension I had about allowing him to know how excited I had become vanished the moment I heard his moan of approval. Nick continued slowly licking up my sweet nectar as I ran my fingers though his hair. Once again, I wanted him to fill me up but at the same time, I was in heaven with him right where he was. I tried to let go of my expectations and just enjoy the ride. Nick was a master at bringing me to the edge and gently making me wait. I was learning to just hold on and let him control the pace.

I almost felt like I was floating on a cloud of sexual bliss as Nick pulled his mouth from my wanton crease.

"You are so amazing. "He whispered in my ear.

I could smell my own scent on his breath, it was like lighter fluid on a campfire. It made me crazy with desire. Some kind of unique elixir was created when our hormones mixed, and it was like a drug I desperately needed to survive.

I felt his weight against me and his strong legs as they brushed up against my inner thigh. He was positioning himself to take me and I felt the thrill and excitement finally coming to fruition. It was as if time had stopped and everything, he was doing to me was indelibly printing on my memory forever. I felt the thin fabric separating his steel rod from my soft skin, and franticly rushed to remove his underwear. I was tired of waiting. I needed him inside of me now!

I slid my fingers between his skin and the elastic band holding him back and pushed it down. Thankfully he too was ready and reached down to help me. I held my hands against his bare hips and felt his strength as he tossed his briefs aside.

His lips pressed against mine and we kissed, sharing the exquisite moment about to happen. In one slow steady plunge he slid into me. My slick pussy offered no resistance as his smooth cock filled my longing. I felt the head of his cock as it guided him deeper filling me and my desire. The heat of his bare skin singed me from within. I felt every vein and crease as it slid inside, the bulbus knot on the end of his cock leading the way.

I had never felt so full in all my life. Nick wasn't the largest man I had ever had but something about his cock just filled me perfectly. I felt his balls gently touch my ass, as he pushed himself to my depths. My pussy was in heaven for a moment but quickly lost control of the peaceful bliss and went rogue. I had no control over myself as I felt the flood begin. I could feel the contractions but was powerless to control them. I was already cuming and Nick had just dipped his stick in me. Like a mechanic checking oil, he hadn't even pulled it out and stuck it in a second time yet. I moaned into his mouth as he continued kissing me.

Nick held me as I rode the first wave, elated at what had finally started. I wanted to feel him slide in and out of me stroking my sex from within. I wanted to please him as much as he was pleasing me and at the same time, I was feeling greedy and wanting more from him. I wanted him to use me like a dirty whore, but he held back. He fucked me slowly and lovingly something I hadn't prepared for.

Fucking was something I was experienced with but making love was something I hadn't done with anyone other than Brad. I felt a bond with Nick at that moment I can't completely explain. I felt closer to him in some ways than anyone ever before. I felt like he knew me better than I knew myself and something unique was happening.

Nick slowly slid in and out as I felt our pulse sink. It was as if we were becoming one person. My entire being was possessed by his love. I wanted to remember everything about this moment for as long as I live, the sounds, the smells, the feelings, everything. Even the sight of him on top of me. Once again, I opened my eyes to allow the scene to be permanently burned into my brain. The flickering candlelight bounced off his glistening body the reality even better than the fantasy. I was fascinated by the way his muscles rippled as he arched his back and thrust his hips forward. He was an Adonis of a man, like a roman warrior spending a last night with his love before going off to war.

I could feel the friction building as his pace increased only to be lubricated by my body once again. I couldn't help but close my eyes and relish in the orgasm rushing through my entire body. My toes tingled and my skin twitched as my body shook. Nick rode my pleasure and held on knowing he could prolong this ride if he wanted.

I wanted to feel him explode inside me, but once again my desire for satisfaction was in a constant fight with the pleasure at hand. Again, I told myself to let him be in charge. I was ok with letting him oversee the action, but he was now in charge of my body as well. I didn't feel in control of my own responses. I was at Nick's mercy.

I could feel Nick's palm on my cheek as he held his balance on one arm.

"Look at me princess. Open your eyes and look at me." He called out.

I did as I was told and opened my eyes again looking straight into his dark blue eyes. I could see he was filled with lust but doing his best to hold it off. It felt so amazing knowing he wanted to bust loose but like me was trying to make this moment last as long as possible. If made me feel incredible desired, amazingly sexy and most of all loved.

We locked our gaze on each other as Nick's breathing intensified and his motions got a bit jerkier. I could tell he was having more trouble holding off and that just increased my desire to feel him explode. I wanted to raise my hips up to match his thrusts, but I knew better. This wasn't fucking after all this was him making love to me. He had said it more than once and from the moment he started touching me thats exactly what I felt.

"Tell me you love me." Nick gasped.

I was mindlessly following orders when I responded to him.

"I love you."

I could feel Nick tense up in response to my words. That was just what he needed to finally lose himself. I felt the first contraction of his staff and started to close my eyes to relish in it.

"Keep your eyes open." He franticly instructed.

I held firm and kept my eyes on his as I felt the first surge of his hot seed hit my cervix. I struggled but watched his face contort as he shot wave after wave of his virile seed into my contracting pussy. I felt something magical happening inside me as he looked into my eyes and saw my soul. Once again, my body responded uncontrollably and flooded with delight. I could hear the obscene noise coming from me as the downpour leaked from me.

I leaned up to kiss Nick and thank him for all his hard work. I wanted to show him how much I truly appreciated him and all he had done for me. I pulled him in close, forcing him to release his grip on my face and rest his weight on me. I felt the heaviness of him as his breathing pushed his chest in and out. I could feel my heart and his beating together like synchronized drums in a marching band.

I felt a closeness with Nick I can't describe. It was like a fish in the ocean completely encased and yet free to go anywhere. I held him as we both tried to regain our breath and savor the bliss between us.

I woke up in the middle of the night with Nicks arm stretched across me holding me. I felt safe and protected, loved, and respected. I felt like he was holding on to me to keep from drifting away and yet I felt like he was the only thing keeping me from floating into the heavens above. I thought back to that moment when I was looking into his eyes, and he asked me to tell him I loved him. I questioned myself, did I? Did I just say it because he wanted me to, or did I really love him? I thought I should feel guilty for having these feelings for him, after all I was married to Brad, but for some reason I didn't. I drifted back to sleep peacefully and contented.

The next morning, I awoke to an empty bed. I got up and discovered I was alone. I was concerned that Nick wasn't there and concerned about how he felt about the night before. Was he going to act like nothing out of the ordinary had happened and we were just acting out roles while fucking or was he serious? If he was serious, what about Kim? What about Brad? What were Nick's expectations going forward? Hell, what was mine?

I tried to relax and put it out of my mind. I hopped in the shower and let the water sooth my ravished body. When I got out of the shower and stood in front of the bathroom mirror to dry off, I saw the first signs of Nick's passion. I had hickies all over my chest and belly. I looked like an abused woman with bruises all over her, and yet I felt proud of them. The thought of Nick having placed those all over me made me smile.

"Hey there beautiful." Nick called out as he peeked in the bathroom door.

"I've got a surprise for you sweety." He continued,

Nick stepped into the bathroom with me and gave me a good morning kiss. I was curious what his surprise was but honestly the thing that caught me most off guard was how shy I felt in front of him. I had been naked in front of Nick before and obviously he had seen everything there was to see of me more than once but now I felt as if I should be modest in front of him. Why? Why would I care if he saw me naked?

"I got us this room for the rest of the week. I hope you don't mind but I just don't want to go back to the house."