Cockpit: A Second Chance Romance (41 page)

But more importantly, I would do anything
to
her.

I grinned, thinking about later tonight. I was going to blow her mind six ways from Sunday. She would never forget this night.

Neither would I.

I watched her eat. She was so dainty and delicate. Her throat was so slender and elegant. So long. I was fascinated by the way it moved when she swallowed.

I groaned as my cock tried to burst out of my pants. I had to control myself. To go slow. That particular train of thought wasn't helping.

"This tastes wonderful Nico."

She smiled at me innocently.

"I bet you do too."

My mouth dropped open. In an instant the seducer had become the seduced. Rosie licked her lips and looked me up and down. Her eyes fixed on the budge in my pants.
 

I stared as she took a deep sip of her wine and stood up. She pulled her top off and knelt in front of me. Then she tugged her bra off, sliding it to her waist. I stared in awe as her tits bounced gently with her movements.

Dear lord the woman had perfect breasts.

She reached for my waist, undoing my pants. Her hand slipped inside and stroked me through my boxers. I moaned. This inexperienced girl wanted to give me a blowjob. She had no clue what she was doing. But she was gorgeous and sweet and eager. And the only person I wanted to touch me this way, now or ever again.

It was the most erotic thing that had ever happened to me.

And it was about to get worse.

Much, much worse.

"Will you tell me what to do Nico?"

I nodded, unable to speak. She was staring up at me, her big eyes full of curiosity. I cleared my throat.

"Take me out and kiss me."

She was utterly focused on my cock as she pulled it out. She was careful of the zipper. Dear God, this woman was too good to be real. I realized she could very well be the end of me.
 

I stared as she held my cock firmly and leaned forward to kiss the tip. I gripped the sides of my chair as her soft, puffy lips pressed against me. Then she opened her lips and swirled her tongue against me.

I don't know if it was the shape of her mouth, or the tentative sweetness of it, or just her... but it was the best fucking blow job I'd had in my life.

And that was saying something.

I groaned as she continued exploring.
 

"Is that good?"

I nodded, my eyes tightly shut.

"Yes- oh fuck- yes it is."

She grew braver then, her hands cupping my sac as her lips slid further down my shaft. She worked her tongue over me as I slid into her mouth. I wanted to lift her up and plunge myself into her pussy. But she wanted to do this.

And I didn't want her to stop.

"Yes- unfff... now lift your head up and down. Go slowly or I'll lose it."

She did as I instructed, twisting her head slightly as she took me a little further into her mouth. I knew she had the makings of a grade A cock sucker. But I didn't want that for her.

I liked her just the way she was.

Not liked. Loved.

I was in love with her.

"Stop!"

I felt my balls tighten up. I reached out and lifted her away from me. She was staring at me with a look of hurt confusion on her beautiful face.

"Did I do something wrong?"

I shook my head- holding her away from me. If she touched me again, I would explode.
 

"No- I just want to take care of you first."

She pouted, those gorgeous lips of hers making my cock lurch. It wanted to feel them again. I let out a strangled curse.

"I want to take care of you like you took care of me. Please let me Nico..."

I moaned helplessly. I had plans for her. I was going to take her so many ways tonight. Maybe I should let her... I gave in,
 
nodding my head brusquely. I couldn't say no.

My cock felt naked and abandoned in the cool air. It wanted her lips back on it. I craved her.

I released her shoulders and leaned back again. This time I was going to let myself enjoy this. It was so wrong, so filthy, teaching a young, recently deflowered girl how to give head. I stared in awe as she lowered her gorgeous head again.

"Like before?"

I nodded. This time I let my hands tangle in her hair, guiding her mouth further down on my shaft.

"Go as deep as you can- unffff- yes like that."

Her hand gripped the base of my cock as she started to slide her mouth up and down my shaft. I made little noises to encourage her. It felt amazing. Too amazing. It took about two minutes before I was ready to blow my load all over her.

And I wanted her to swallow it.

"Rosie- Rosie I'm going to cum. I want you- I want you to swallow it. Oh fuck. Suck it down.... Unfff... Okay?"

She answered by taking me even deeper. I felt the back of her throat as I started to pump my hips up to meet her downward strokes. I felt the heat rising from the base of my cock and BAM- I was coming in Lady Rosalie's hot, delicious little mouth.

She sucked me- almost too hard. It was agonizingly pleasurable as my load came shooting into her eager throat. On and on it went. I think she was still sucking when I felt myself start to reload, my balls growing heavy again.

That was a first.

I fell backwards against the chair. Rosie's hands were on my knees. I reached down and pulled her up against me, cradling her in my lap.

"Jesus Rosie. Who taught you how to do that?"

She giggled, snuggling into my chest. She was so small and dainty. She fit so perfectly in my arms.
 

"You did."

I squeezed her.

"I must be a very good teacher."

She leaned up, her lips brushing my throat.

"What do you want to show me next?"

I moaned, my cock rising almost instantly.

"Have some wine while I clean up. Then I'll show you."

Rosalie

I sipped my wine, grinning to myself.
 

There was a salty taste in my mouth. I knew what it was, as unfamiliar as it was. I closed my eyes, savoring it.

It was him.
 

Nico's essence.

I'd actually done it! I'd given my first blowjob. It was silly but I felt very proud of myself. I knew- I could tell that I'd done it well. Nick's response to me hadn't been faked.

Of course it helped that I wanted desperately to please him.

I'd do whatever he asked of me. Anything really.

I knew that it was foolish but I didn't care. That's what love did to people. And I was definitely in love with Nicholas.

Nico.

My Nico.

I could hear him in the kitchen fussing around. When he came back he was smiling. He had two spoons and a jar of honey and one of coconut oil.

"What's this? Desert?"

He shook his head slowly.

"Follow me. Bring the wine."

I picked up our glasses and followed him up the stairs. He kept looking back at me, a heated look in his eyes. He looked secretive and mischievous. I felt a shiver go down my spine.

I had a feeling I was about to get another lesson in love making.

Something advanced maybe.

Definitely something forbidden.

He led me into a bedroom with a huge king sized bed. It was decorated with charming country pieces like the rest of the house. But the bed was stripped, save for a sheet and a few pillows.

"Take your clothes off."

I glanced at him, a question in my eyes. He was watching me, waiting to see how I'd react. He smiled.

"Please."

I inhaled sharply. My hands moved to my top, quickly peeling it up and over my head. I smiled at him and reached for my bra. His mouth opened slightly as my breasts sprang free. I could see he was getting aroused by the big hard arrow shape pressing against his jeans.

I pulled my jeans down and stopped. I waited in my panties and socks, wondering what he would do. He crossed his arms and stared at me.

"I thought I told you to strip."

I almost giggled at the harsh tone of his voice but I thought better of it. Quickly, I kicked off my socks and panties. He just looked me over slowly, his breathing labored. I felt my skin growing hot and pink under his gaze.

Finally he reached for me, guiding me onto my back in the center of the bed. He pulled off his shirt and held up one spoon and the jar of honey. He scooped out a heaping spoonful and climbed onto the bed.

He knelt over me, holding up the spoon.

"You asked if this was desert. It is. But not for you."

He smiled at me.

"For me."

I gasped as he spread honey over my nipples.

"You are the desert."

The next spoonful went between my thighs. He slathered the honey on my pussy lips. It was cool and strange feeling.
 

After a moment it began to tingle. And itch a little bit. I squirmed a bit but he scolded me immediately.

"Hold still and bend your knees."

I did as he asked.
 

"Lift your hips."

I felt so exposed as I raised my hips. I was basically putting my most private parts on display. But he wasn't looking at me. He was arranging two plump pillows beneath my hips.

Then he took another scoop of honey.

And put it between my cheeks.

"Nico!"

"You promised to trust me, right?"

I nodded.

"I do."

He smiled, putting the honey aside.

"Well, we are going to try something different tonight. I think you'll like it. And if you don't, we can stop. But let me try, okay?"

"Alright."

He grinned at me.

"This is just the opening act. I promise it will get much more exciting as the night goes on."

My toes curled just from his words. And the way he was looking at me. He looked like he was starving as he leaned over me, softly kissing my lips.

"Are you ready?"

I nodded, still wiggling a bit from the strange feeling of the honey. He grinned and started working his way down my body. Soft light kisses and touches. He ignored my nipples as he stroked the sides of my breasts. He did the same with my belly and thighs.

Soon I was wiggling in earnest, desperate for him to touch me where I needed it most.

"Nicholas... please..."

He nipped inner thigh, making me squeal. Then he slid his tongue up my cleft.
 

Ahhhhh... Sweet relief.

He didn't linger though. Instead he pressed sticky kisses back up my belly to my breasts. At last he began to clean the honey off my hard and aching nipples. He was slow and thorough, his hands stroking my thighs.

I realized my hips were rocking as I reached for him.

"No hands."

I lowered my hands from his shoulders immediately.

"Good girl."

He pulled a nipple into his mouth and flicked his tongue against it. I almost screamed from the pleasure of it. I was mindless with lust now, wanting him to touch me, lick me, fuck me.

But Nico would not be rushed.

He cleaned both nipples several times, his fingers still softly stroking close to my pussy lips. I was whimpering as he finally started to kiss his way back down my body. This time he settled between my thighs.

He kissed my thigh and then blew on me. I jumped, waiting eagerly for him to begin. Finally he did, making one slow stroke of his tongue against my sticky lips. I gasped at the absolute pleasure of it. He cleaned me thoroughly, periodically stopping to tease my clit with his tongue. But never for long enough to take me over the edge.

Instead, I hovered there, aching and straining for more pressure. For him.

He pushed my thighs apart and went lower. Suddenly, his lips and tongue were lower, pressing against my bottom. I was so sensitive there it took me by surprise. But it felt good.

Really, really good.

My pussy felt exposed and abandoned. I wanted him to touch me there. But this also felt good in a strange and forbidden way. My head was tossing on the pillows as I reached for his head.

"No hands Rosie."

I groaned and made my hands into fists, holding them out to the sides. I was trying to obey him but it was so hard. I wanted to touch him. I wanted to make him hurry.

I felt myself getting cleaner as he stripped the honey from my skin. Then I moaned as he pushed his tongue inside my bottom. He pushed it in and out repeatedly, holding my cheeks apart so he could get deeper. One hand reached up to stroke my clit.

 
That was it. I shattered into a million pieces of light.

I came hard, my body shuddering helplessly under the onslaught of his hands and mouth.

He chuckled knowingly but did not stop. Now he was using his fingers in my bottom. One and then another. His other hand teased my clit into another orgasm.

That's when I felt it. He was rubbing the coconut oil on me now. Then his fingers disappeared and the wide hard tip of his cock took their place. Realization dawned.

I was sore so he was going to fuck me a different way.

A very, very different way.

"Oh...."

"Let me in Rosie."

I shuddered as he pressed the tip of his head into my tight hole.
 

"It's okay Rosie. Relax. I won't hurt you."

He stroked my clit again, faster now. I groaned as he inched deeper inside me. I felt so open, so full. It didn't hurt though. It just felt strange.

"Is it alright love?"

I nodded. It was. Everything we had done felt strange at first. But I trusted him. I had promised to be open.

"Unfff... you're so tight Rosie. Jesus..."

I was going to cum again I realized. I stared down at his busy fingers and his cock where it met my body. He was barely inside me. The way his thick shaft looked... his flat belly... his skin against mine.

I started to thrash on the bed as I came. He held my hips in place so my upper body took the brunt of it, raising almost completely off the cool sheet beneath me.

"Yes... oh fuck Rosie you feel so fucking good!"

He was pushing forward, much deeper now. I was still coming as he started to thrust, fucking me slow and hard.