Holding Out For A Hero (The Five Sisters Series) (7 page)

Taylor smiled at him and said a little sarcastically, "Aren't you the best at pillow talk?  I’ll be waiting in bed." She then pulled a towel off the rack, wrapped it around her body, and sashayed out of the room.

Mike finished rinsing off the soap and tried to calm himself down.  He thought for a moment about how he felt about Taylor, but right now, he was going to give her what she was asking for—and not make her wait much longer.  He got out of the shower and proceeded to dry off and wrap his towel around his waist before entering the bedroom.

Taylor was in the bed waiting for him.  “Took you long enough, were you having second thoughts?”  She asked him.  “I was having many thoughts, but none of them were second thoughts.  More like what I was going to do to slow myself down instead of devour you all at once.”  Mike said with a sly smile.  Taylor pulled back the covers and moved to the middle of the bed as he walked over.  Mike grabbed her legs and pulled them toward him so she was lying horizontal on the bed, then pulled her toward him so she had her knees bent at the edge of the bed. 

“This is what I decided to do.  I am going to give you pleasure first, since I know I won’t last long inside that sweet body of yours.”  Mike knelt down at the side of the bed and pushed her legs apart.  Taylor was not quite sure what he was going to do, but she tried to keep her nerves down.  Mike spread her legs apart and his fingers gently touched the outside lips of her pussy.  He spread them apart and plunged one finger into her while his thumb found her clitoris and started rubbing in circles as he moved his finger in and out.  “Oh God, Mike.  What are you doing down there?”  Taylor squealed as her hips came up off the bed. 

“Like that, do you?”  Mike said.  He continued to rub her with his thumb and slowly moved his finger in and out, then pushed his face down between her legs and started licking her pussy around the hole. 

She put her hands on his head and said, “Stop, no don’t stop, oh, I don’t know what I want,” as she thrashed her head from side to side.

It didn’t matter what she said; he was going to do this. 
Is he really trying to get me to orgasm
? She thought.  He started out in the right place.  As he licked and stroked her pussy, she felt the tension building in her body; she could not help but push herself further into his face and tell him to go faster with his hand.  She felt her insides get tighter and tighter, then felt the orgasm explode through her body—she tensed up, and her buttocks rose off the bed as she clenched the sheets.  “Oh my, oh my, oh my,
yesssss
,
yesss
…” she said as she slowly relaxed and her body felt like Jell-O.  That was
not
what she expected.

Mike pulled his face back and stood up.  He took off his towel and laid it on the bed beside her.  She barely saw his cock before he started rubbing it on her pussy, trying to push it inside her.  The tightness felt good around his cock, and he didn’t want to push too hard, but he was about to come already, just from eating her pussy.  He pushed in a little, then pulled out, and then in a more and more a couple of times, until he was able to give her full strokes with his hard cock.  He knew it would be just a couple more strokes before he had to pull out since he didn’t have any protection, but he also knew this was not the last time they would pleasure each other today.  He pulled out after about 10 strokes, and grabbed his towel as he came on her stomach.   He yelled, “Taylor, Taylor, Taylor!” as his come surged on her body, and he immediately wiped it off with the towel. 

Then he nudged her from her comfortable place where she had been enjoying their lovemaking by picking up her legs and moving them back to the middle of the bed.  He crawled in beside her and started kissing her.  “Sorry for the speed, baby.  I have been thinking about that for a few weeks now, and it was the best I could do the first time.  I promise the next time will be better.”  He said as he kissed her nose and his hand went to caress her breasts.

Taylor looked at him and smiled.  “I am perfectly content with what happened, I’m very happy to be in your arms right now.  Are we going to spend the day in bed?” 

Mike looked down at her and said, “I don’t know, there may be a few places in the house I would like to explore with you naked, but for now, I am going to make you a very, very happy woman right here in this bed.”

They didn’t venture out of the bedroom that day or the next—except to go for a walk in the garden and eat some food.  At the end of the second day, Taylor told Mike she thought she loved him.  They had spent a lot of time making love, but also a lot of time talking about what the future might hold.  She did not want to imagine a future without him in it.  Mike told her he was falling in love with her too, and he wanted to be with her regardless of what she found out about her past. 

When they finally emerged from the bedroom a couple of days later, Mike had a call on his phone with a message.  He had a friend, Jeff, who was going to be driving through the area, and the friend wanted to stay overnight with him and see how he was doing.  Mike’s friend had been instrumental in his medical school days and his life prior to his wife dying.  He sounded concerned that Mike had withdrawn completely from the world.  Mike called him back and told him to stop by.  Jeff agreed to be there the next day about 5 pm. 

Mike almost didn’t want to let another person into their cocoon they had developed, but his friend was a psychotherapist and possibly could help Taylor dig into her mind to find the lost memories.  He went to their room where Taylor was napping, and woke her gently.  They had just showered and were resting after an active night of lovemaking.  Mike got hard again just being near her and smelling her body after a shower.  Taylor looked at his hard on and grasped it in her hands.  She pulled him gently over to her and took his cock in her mouth.  As she licked the head of his cock and played with his balls with her other hand, Mike said, “Taylor, what are you doing?”

Taylor looked at him quizzically and motioned to her mouth and his penis as if to say, “What do you think I’m doing?”  Mike positioned himself into a 69 with her where he was licking her pussy while she was filling her mouth with his cock.  She stopped sucking when he made her come by rubbing her clitoris in a gentle up and down manner while licking her pussy.  After she came, she laid her head back and said, “Do with me what you will; I’m putty in your hands.”  Mike could not resist the invitation, and even though he was not able to last much longer than he had the first time, being with Taylor was like heaven.  Her touches and her words, her soft voice and her joy in life, those were things that he embraced and seemed to be bringing him back to his desire to go into the world and practice medicine again. 

After they made love, Mike remembered the original discussion that their lovemaking had interrupted.  He told Taylor they would have a guest for dinner tomorrow night, and that he would stay overnight in her old room.  Taylor was surprised to learn that Mike had a psychotherapist friend, and even more surprised to learn that he might be able to help her with her memory loss.  She was not sure at this point she wanted to burst the bubble they lived in, but she could give it a try to get her past back. 

Taylor moved her things out of the room downstairs and up into Mike’s room.  She washed and cleaned the sheets, and cleaned house all day the next day.  They both were anticipating an interesting dinner when Jeff arrived, and Taylor was nervous about what he would have to say about her memory.  Mike appeared calm, but inside he was a nervous wreck, knowing that this might mean their relationship would be subjected to trouble that he hoped they could make it through.

When Jeff arrived, Mike met him at his car and talked to him for a bit.  Taylor suspected he was preparing him for her, because he did not know about her or about the circumstances surrounding his wife’s death.  They talked for about 15 minutes, before coming into the house together.

Mike called out for her, “Taylor, please come meet my friend Jeff.”

Taylor walked into the foyer from the kitchen, and instantly she sensed that Jeff was surprised.  He appeared to be taken aback at her, and she wondered how she looked.  But she reached him, and shook his hand.  “Pleased to meet you,” Taylor told him. “Come into our humble abode and make yourself at home.  I have dinner almost ready.”

“Thank you, I will get my stuff arranged in my room and freshen up, and I’ll be out in about fifteen minutes, if that’s ok?”  Jeff told her. 

Mike stepped in. “Sure, let me help you to your room.”  He sensed Jeff’s reaction as well, and wondered what Jeff saw that made him react that way.

At the dinner table, they sat and talked about what Mike had been doing and how his career was going before the accident.  Mike told him that moving here was the best thing for him, and that saving Taylor was the best thing that ever happened to them both.  Jeff asked more about Taylor’s accident and memory loss, telling her that he was trying to see what he could do to help with her recovery.  Jeff still seemed slightly taken aback throughout the meal, and Taylor was puzzled.

She finally asked him what had him so troubled about her, “Surely you’ve seen much worse cases than mine. Will I get my memory back?”  Taylor asked him.

Jeff said with a sigh, “It’s just that I think I know who you are.  I just can’t believe it, so I’m trying really hard to make sure before I say anything…but all the pieces are adding up.” 

Mike squeezed Taylor’s hand under the table, “who do you think she is?” He was excited and scared at the same time.

Jeff said, “Lauren Jones, the lead singer from the band
The Five Sisters
.  She has been missing since right around when you said Taylor had the accident.  The story is, she broke it off with her boyfriend and was traveling to an unknown place to retreat from everything for a few weeks before the band started their North American tour.  But a week went by with no one hearing from her, and her cell phone seemed to have disappeared from the network. The alarm went out, and people have been looking for her for the past week.  They haven’t found the little dog she supposedly had with her, either.”

Taylor felt the tears seeping from her eyes.  She was the lead singer of a band—and she was single, so she could still be with Mike.  She was relieved he’d finally told them what he thought; now they could do some research about her and find out who she was.  But her tears were for the sadness at the realization that their little comfortable life was about to be knocked out of whack.  She was scared that Mike might not go with her. 

Mike got up and pulled her out of her chair, kissing her tears.  “Baby, don’t cry, you are finally going to be able to find yourself, this is wonderful news.” 

Taylor looked at him and said, “At least I am apparently single,” and let out a short, bitter little laugh. 

“I can’t believe it took your friend five seconds to recognize me, and now I don’t want to go be that person.  I want to stay here, with you.  Don’t make me leave.”

Jeff said, “I am so sorry Lauren, I mean Taylor, I just wanted you to know.  You need a little time to get a hold on all of this information.”

“No, no,” Taylor said as she shook her head.  “I have to get my memory back.  If that means I have to go back to the regular world, I know that Mike will be there with me.”  She looked at Mike with questioning in her eyes. 

“I will be wherever you need me to be.”  Mike said.  They all sat back down and finished eating.  Taylor asked Jeff some questions about the person he thought she was. 

Jeff bid them goodnight, and Mike and Taylor went up to Mike’s room.  Mike asked her with a laugh, “Do you want me to call you Lauren when I am screwing your brains out tonight?” 

Taylor hit him in the chest playfully and said, “I had better always be Taylor to you.”

They went upstairs to Mike’s computer and looked up Lauren Jones on Wikipedia.  The face of the woman on the page was Taylor, no doubt.  With the scar from her forehead almost gone and her hair grown back in over her other cut, she looked exactly the same as the woman staring out from the page.  They read about her and her band,
The Five Sisters
.  It was an all-girl band made up of friends who had met in high school and went to college together, then started a band.  Lauren was originally a gospel singer, but the band played mostly pop and rock music.