“Hey,” he said as he moved back over to the bed.
I slid over and said, “Hey.”
He stood over me and held out his hand. When I looked down I felt the flush move across my cheeks. He was holding my panties in his hand.
“Put your hands out, mi amor.”
My heart started pounding and I instantly felt a rush of wetness between my legs. I wasn’t sure how he could turn me on so much when we had just made love not too long ago.
When Lark made love to me it was beyond beautiful, but when Lark played with me…it turned me on beyond belief. His voice would change and his eyes turned to nothing but lust and the only thing I wanted from him was to feel him inside me.
I put my hands above my head and closed my eyes. He was going to use my own panties to tie my hands together and I was beyond excited. “Lark,” I barely got out as he tied my hands together and pushed them over my head.
“Don’t touch me Azurdee, or I’ll stop.”
I shook my head, “I can’t. I have to touch you.”
He narrowed his eyes at me and repeated, “Don’t touch me, baby, cause I really don’t want to have to stop.”
He pushed my legs apart and buried his face between my legs as I let out a moan. I moved my hands down and tried to run them through Lark’s hair and he immediately stopped and pulled back.
No! No! No! Don’t stop.
I pulled my hands back over my head and Lark chuckled. “Don’t touch, baby, or I’ll completely stop.”
I thrashed my head from side to side. “No. Please. Lark, please!”
I hated that I turned so desperate like this, but his touch…his lips…his tongue. It did things to me that sent me into another realm. He moved his tongue slowly and gently over my clit and I could feel the build up.
Oh God. This was going to be a big one. I pulled my hands down and realized the moment I touched him what I had done. He pulled back and smiled as he stood up.
“Wait. Oh God. Shit. Fuck. Bastard hamburger!”
Lark tilted his head and laughed. “Bastard hamburger?”
I shook my head and looked at him. “What?” I was breathing like I had just run a race. Every single emotion I could possibly have was pulsing through my veins. I was confused, pissed, and horny as fuck.
Lark reached down and pulled me up as he picked me up and said, “Wrap your legs around me, Azurdee. I’m going to fuck you hard and fast.”
Oh yes.
Lark walked up to the office wall and slammed me against it with such force I let out a small cry. He slammed into me so fast I didn’t even have time to register anything. He quickly began fucking me so hard and fast that I wanted to beg him to slow down.
“Oh God, fuck, Azurdee. You’re always so wet for me, baby.”
I tried to wrap my arms around him as he pulled in and out with such force I was sure I would be sore for the rest of the day. Once I felt the build up, I dropped my head back and called out, “Yes!”
Lark thrust twice more and stopped as he let out a long moan. “Ahh…damn that felt so good.”
I pulled my head up and looked at him. “What? No! No! I didn’t get to come.” I began moving my hips to get any kind of friction against his body that I could. Lark smiled and winked at me as he pulled out of me and gently set me down.
He took a few steps back and said, “Better get dressed and head back to the house.”
My mouth dropped open and I just stood there naked. “You’re…I don’t get to…but…”
Lark quickly pulled his pants on and up. “I told you…don’t touch.”
With that he laughed and walked out the door. Oh. My. God. He just denied me an orgasm. I quickly located my clothing and got dressed as I plotted my revenge on Mr. Williams.
As I walked out of the barn, I was brought back to the moment Lark told me he loved me. I smiled as I made my way to the house, touching my lips gently. I would forgive him in just a few minutes for leaving me hanging.
I’ll love you forever.
My heart began beating in my chest as I closed my eyes and remembered the moment like it was a second ago. When I walked up onto the front porch and saw him sitting with his mother talking, I was so overcome with emotion I fought to hold back my tears. He glanced up at me and something about his eyes was different. He seemed relaxed for the first time since I’d known him. He smiled and I couldn’t help but smile back.
I quickly wiped the smile off my face and shot him a dirty look. He smiled bigger and Joyce turned and looked at me. “Why Azurdee, your face is flushed. Sweetheart, are you hot?”
I glanced at her and smiled before looking back at Lark and saying, “I am a bit hot. I’ll have to go take a cold shower and…relieve myself from the heat.”
Lark’s smile faded and his mouth dropped open. Ryn was walking up behind me when Joyce looked at her and began saying something about dinner.
Lark stood up and I shook my head, held up my hand to stop him from walking toward me and mouthed the words, asshole, as he put his hand on his chest and said, “I’m wounded.”
I shrugged my shoulders and turned and made my way into the house. I knew that me taking a shower right now with everyone awake would drive Lark mad. I hugged myself as I made my way upstairs. I heard Joyce telling Ryn not to worry about Tristan; he would be fine and back in a few hours. I stopped and turned around to see Ryn walking by. She looked up at me and gave me a weak smile.
I smiled back and made a note to talk to her later. I had a feeling Ryn and Tristan wanted more from each other than either of them would admit.
I stood in the cold shower cursing Lark. I leaned my head back and let the cool water run through my long hair. It wasn’t too terribly hot out, but hot enough to make it miserable with my long hair. I reached for the soap and began quickly cleaning myself off. I hadn’t had any intentions of finishing off what Lark started, but the moment I heard the bathroom door open and close quietly I knew I had to do it. I pushed my hand down between my legs and began touching myself.
“Ohh...yes…oh God…” I panted as I began moving my hand faster. I was waiting for him to tell me to push my fingers inside myself and I could almost feel the orgasm building.
I heard something drop and opened the door to find Joyce standing there shielding her eyes.
“Oh my God!” I screamed out.
“Oh goodness…Azurdee, I’m in here!” Joyce cried out.
“I know! I’m oh my God-ing that you’re in here…while I’m in the shower.”