Echoes in Eternity (The Pella Series Book 1) (29 page)

             
Her hand reaches up to my head and tosses my Stetson cowboy hat off my head. I pick her off the ground, and she wraps her legs around my waist. My lips consume hers, sucking, and taking, possessing, and giving all I’ve got. My tongue enters into her mouth as if I own it, sensually stroking her tongue, but then with a daring move, she sucks my tongue with such a force that I feel the effects of it all the way to the tip of my cock.

             
When our lips finally part, we’re both breathless. I close my eyes and rest my forehead on hers, not willing to let go of our connection.

             
“I feel so self-conscious, because I’m too dusty, and sticky with sweat,” she says patting her shirt to demonstrate and a small cloud of dust rises off her shirt. I cock my eyebrow, and a wicked idea comes to mind. I let her down from my waist. Hold her hand and pull her by the lapping water.

             
“Do you trust me?” I ask stopping.

             
“That depends...” she replies.

             
“Do you or don’t you? A simple yes or no will do.” She takes a deep breath, swallows and says, “Yes,” with wide eyes. I grin wickedly.

             
My hands reach up to her shirt and I unbutton each one of them with deft fingers. Her breath is shallow, but her heart is beating like the wings of a hummingbird. Without breaking my gaze, I insert my hands under her shirt, and slide it off her arms. It pools on the sand by her feet. I unbutton her jeans, and slide down the zipper.

             
“Sit,” I order, and without taking her gaze away from me, completely mesmerized, she sits on the sand. I kneel before her, and untie her boots, and slide them off one at a time. Then I pull her socks off her feet. I put them inside her boots, and put the boots on top of a boulder. I slowly push her down on the sand. Slowly hovering over her, I skim my fingers along the waistband of her jeans, and slide them down along with her panties. She’s lying on the sand with only her bra on.

             
“Sit up,” I command extending my hand for support. She holds my hand, and sits up. I encapsulate her legs between mine, my knees on the sand, I hunch, and reach behind her back, and unhook her bra. She looks at me with unblinking eyes.

             
“You?” she manages to whisper. I stand up and pull her to her feet.

             
“Undress me,” I command seductively, without taking my gaze away from her sapphire blues. She lifts her hands up and reaches to the hem of my t-shirt. She grabs the hem rather forcefully, lifts it up, and I hold my arms up in the air to make it easy for her. She tosses the t-shirt behind her in the vicinity of the boulder. Then her hands reach down to my belt buckle. She tries to unbuckle it anxiously, but she is unsuccessful. She’s frustrated with the lack of progress.

             
“Slowly, angel, slow…ly” I coax her, and take her hands and quietly guide them in unbuckling my belt. Then guide her fingers in unbuttoning and unzipping my jeans. Her fingers trail over my chest hair and down to my happy trail lightly, making me gasp. She inserts her hands under my boxer shorts skimming and pulling down the jeans and the boxers, freeing my erection. My jeans pool at my feet, right above my cowboy boots. I give her a lopsided smile.

“Technically, I’m still dressed,” I say.

              “Sit,” she orders.

“Yes, ma’am.”

              I sit on the warm sand, and she zips down my boots one at a time, and pulls the boots off my feet. Then she pulls the socks off. Finally yanking my pants and boxers off with such a force, they fly and land on the boulder several yards away. I stand up with one swift move, and lean down and scoop her off the ground. Surprised, she squeals, and her arms wrap around my neck. I take her to the edge of the water where soft dirt and sand meet with the lapping licks of the water. She looks at me with bewildered eyes.

             
“You wouldn't!”

             
I give her a lascivious grin as I deposit her into the soft dirt.

             
“Alex!” she shrieks then grabs a handful of dark dirt and tosses it at me.

             
“Is that how it is?” I ask grinning, and with lightning speed, I trap her under my body. Capturing her hands with my right hand, I hold them above her head. She squirms under me further sliding into the soil and sand. Her feet are in the muddy soil where the water is gently caressing the ground she’s lying on. My body is only an inch above hers hovering, my erection is poking into her belly. She digs her feet into the mud, and arches her back meeting my body and covering the distance between us. I trap her body with my legs, and grabbing a handful of dirt, I smear it over her sides, chest avoiding her breast, and her belly slowly, spreading it around.

             
“You’re getting me muddy!”

             
“That’s the idea,” I say grinning.

             
She moves her muddy feet, wraps her legs around my torso and digs her heels into my back, smearing mud all over my backside. I get on the mount position over her making her efforts ineffective. I shift and that loosens my grip on her hand to reach her other side. She grabs my left hand at the wrist with her left hand holding it in a strong monkey grip then she grasps the back of my left arm right at the elbow with her right hand using all the muscles of her back, and trapping my left arm effectively. She moves her right foot over my left foot angling her knee outward, trapping my foot close to her hip blindingly fast for a woman who is just getting her Nephilim strength. She then slowly lifts her hips up, shifting, and gravity takes over, and she traps me under her, saddling me. Her Jiu-Jitsu move excites me beyond belief. She’s playing with me by fighting me off!

             
For a counter offense, I slightly separate my feet, and make a V with my legs bent on my knee, I lift my hips up,  twisting and pivoting my right shoulder as I leverage my neck and head, I roll, and get right back on my knees as Elissa is trapped under me, once more. I hook my right foot over her right ankle and neutralize her next move to roll me over again. She tries to bring her left leg inside, trying to free it of my trap. She then tries her right leg; grabs my wrist, and the inside of my elbow, and tucks and pivots her shoulder, and rolls me onto my back and into the shallow water. We are completely muddy and wet and I’m once again trapped under her. My legs both move over hers, wrapping them at the ankles and effectively trapping them both, I sit up immediately. 

We’re both breathing heavily with excitement, and there’s nothing between us but skin and mud, causing
a strange friction and sensation as we move. My erection is digging into her belly, and she pushes her hips into me. Her arms snake around my neck and, she effectively pushes me back into the shallow clear water. I roll in the water with her washing off some of the mud from our backs. When we roll back the opposite direction, we’re back in the dirt again, but this time she lies under me. Our backs are covered in sand. I pull her into sitting position. My teeth graze her chin and her long neck. She tilts her head back, her dark hair loosened, wet, and absolutely sexy dripping water on her back which slowly courses down. Some water drips to her cheeks from her hair, and I lick it, my tongue makes its way to her ear. I capture her earlobe and tug it with my teeth. A primal moan escapes her lips and I seal them immediately swallowing her voice. Her fingers are laced in my hair, tugging, and pulling me to the ground. Her legs are wrapped around me, and her heels dig into my buttocks encouraging me to sink into her.

             
I pull back briefly and gaze into her eyes. “Yes?” I ask.

             
“Yes,” she nods.

             
“I want all of you!” I whisper seductively. Her breath hitches.

             
“For now,” she whispers back. Fuck! She’s negotiating with me during sex!

             
She lies back on the sand pulling me down with her. My tongue grazes down to her neck kissing, and nipping agonizingly slow. She arches her back up. My tongue trails down between her breast, teasing, kissing, and sucking. I take her breasts between my thumbs and index fingers tugging, elongating, and pulling. She moans convulsively. My lips move over her belly button, and my tongue assaults the small tight hole as I move my right hand down to her sex, palming her clit. I ease one finger into her inviting bloom, and then insert another one. Her sex is drenched; hungry. My mouth travels to her sex, and as I pull my fingers out of her, my mouth nips her sensitive spot lightly, and for a minute her legs are wrapped around my neck, her hips are off the ground, her elbows are supporting,  lifting her body off the ground. My tongue dips inside her sex, and swirls counter clock wise, pushing against the front wall of her vagina, finding her secret sweet spot.

“Please...” she pants.

              Easing my tongue out of her, “Indefinitely!” I counter bid her earlier offer of ‘
for now
.’

             
“One...” she pants, and her moans go to a high pitch, “....week...trial...” she groans her words staccato. My lips trail their way back up over her torso as my hands move over to her sides, seductively caressing. When I reach her breasts, I capture her right nipple in my mouth, and suck. My tongue fellates and teases the elongated nipple, and I graze my teeth over it.

             
“Please, Alex,” she begs digging her heels over my buttocks to make me enter her.

             
“Indefinitely!” I growl, my eyes look up from her breast.

             
“Please...” she groans raising her hip up to meet my erection.

             
“Tell me you agree...” I hiss as my erection teases the entrance of her sex.

“I agree...to discuss...later... Please, now!” she moans her words.

              I hover over her, and sink my aching cock inside her inch by inch until I am balls deep. I stop and arch my back to be in her as deep as possible and she digs her heels further into my buttocks and her fingernails claw the dirt on the ground. The feeling is heavenly, because we are now one body and one soul, created of the earth and the heavenly light. The feeling created by our unity, connection, and oneness is intoxicating, and overwhelmingly consuming. I start moving, and plow her into the sand and dirt. I pull back slowly and feel her sex pull me back inside slowly and I ravel in the response from her body. I sink back into her again, and her sex pulls me deeper to that special spot begging to be touched, alerted, rubbed, ringing all the bells and firing all the synapses within her body with the friction only my cock can provide. She arches her back pushing her breasts into my welcoming mouth, her elbows and forearm supporting her. She reciprocates my cock’s tango with her sex with her counter movements. I take her left nipple into my mouth, tease and suck. 

Then I pick Elissa off the ground, making her sit on my lap. I raise her up, and as she descends onto my cock, I spear my erection deeper into her while I tease her breast, nipping, sucking, and licking. Her double orgasm comes in large waves as her muscles inside her sex sheaths and squeezes me, trying to milk me for all I
’ve got. It rolls through her body and through our connection into my body. She shouts “Alex,” as her nails scrape and dig into my back, her head tossed back as her movements slow down. She finally descends onto my chest in a big heap, replete, sweaty, muddy and tired.

I lift my spent girl in my arms under the cascading waterfall to gently wash her. I sit on a relatively large stone under the steadily raining water. Warm air and the cold water jolt her into awareness again. She holds my face with her hands as she searches for something in my eyes. She pushes my hair back and a sudden flitter of sadness passes through her eyes for a moment, and then
it’s gone. Without giving me a chance to think, she seals her lips over mine with an unnamed emotion, and then she starts moving again. My semi-tamed cock still inside her springs into full attention once more. She puts all her yearning, desire, and affection into her kiss and movements. She hugs me tighter, and kisses me harder, licking, sucking, giving, surrendering, and taking. I feel her tears escaping, and coursing through her cheeks silently mixing with the waterfall, remaining disguised. She’s almost worshiping me with her body. But, why then, do I also feel like she’s saying a silent goodbye?