The Lake of Love (Adult Novel 18+) (20 page)

My mouth hung open and I found myself desperately gasping for air. It
wasn’t like he was doing anything special. He was only using two fingers, but
the sheer size of his large powerful hand meant that his two fingers were
bigger than some men’s dicks.

Kevin began to pump them inside of me at a quick pace.

After a moment, I managed to inhale some air and fell back down onto the
grass. I tried to regulate my breathing, but the feel of him pumping his
fingers all the way up inside of me was causing me to lose my mind. No man had
got me this wet so quickly. I was practically over flowing.

‘We aren’t having problems,’ he confessed.

‘Then why are you with me?’ I panted.

Kevin shrugged his shoulders. Even such a small gesture with his bulky
frame looked very impressive. ‘I saw you a little earlier on and thought that
you were absolutely beautiful,’ he replied. ‘And then I made my mind up.’ He
smiled.

‘You did?’ I pushed my hips down against his incoming fingers. It wasn’t
like it was a conscious decision. They were moving as if with a mind of their
own. They wanted to feel more of those amazing fingers that were fucking my
pussy hard and fast.

‘Yes.’ Kevin nodded. ‘I decided that I was going to fuck you.’

The very thought of that monster cock inside me nearly made me cum.

‘Aren’t you going to reply to your boyfriend?’

I had completely forgotten about Conner’s text.

I picked up the cell phone. His text read ‘Do you want me to come and
find you?’

I typed in only one word, ‘no,’ and sent it away.

‘Oh god,’ I looked up into the twinkling stars sitting in the sky above.
What was I doing? I am supposed to be with my boyfriend right now, but instead
I am being fingered by a man I have only just met and he is getting me off
better than any man has ever done. This is insane.

‘Relax,’ Kevin whispered softly.

Was it that obvious? Could he tell how close I already was?

Tremors of pleasure were already starting to quake throughout my body. I
simply couldn’t contain them. It was like each time he forced his fingers up
into the depths of my pussy that a bright white euphoric light would flash
through my body like a wild fire roaring through an overgrown forest already
dowsed in oil. I’ve never been fingered so hard before. How was his arm not
tired? Then again, one glance at those muscular biceps answered that.

‘Hmm,’ I moaned through my nose at the feel of him sucking my tits.

It was a sensory overload. It was like being finger fucked and having my
tits sucked by some kind of professional orgasm machine. Kevin was no longer
sucking my tits in that slow gentle manner, now he was devouring my breasts through
the fabric of my bra and lashing the tip of his highly trained tongue all
around the peak of my nipples.

‘I’m so close,’ I told him.

I think my squirming body was a clue.

My cell phone alerted me to another message. ‘Damn it,’ I moaned loudly.

I read the message. ‘Are you sure? I wouldn’t mind taking a walk.’

I started to type back. ‘No, I’ll be home soon,’ but something happened.
I managed to type ‘No,’ when my pussy exploded. It felt like a nuclear bomb of
absolute pleasure had just wiped out every other sense in my body. I could feel
my back arch up off the ground, as every muscle in my body locked as one. I’m
not sure how I finished the message, but my cell phone gave out a little beep
confirming I had sent a message by accident. Only later would I read it as, ‘No,
I hsk la ufg.’ I dropped the cell phone and ripped handfuls of grass out of the
ground, as Kevin continued to fuck my pussy with his long thick fingers.

I turned my eyes towards him.

He was looking down at me with a lustful smile creeping up his face. It
was the type of smile that said, ‘I am in full control.’ I was not going to
argue with that.

‘Yes,’ my voice echoed off across the surface of the picturesque lake.

Kevin’s free hand cupped and squeezed my breast, as his fingers went to
work at giving me an orgasm so powerful that I would never actually want to be
with another man ever again. I don’t know how long it lasted. My mind seemed to
melt at the overwhelming amount of pleasure. One minute or one hour could have
gone by and I wouldn’t have noticed. It was like some sort of out of body
experience. How could something feel this amazing? In truth, I think he must
have continued to finger fuck me for no longer than two or three minutes. He
seemed to take a great deal of satisfaction at watching my various orgasmic
facial expressions, as I squirmed in the grass beneath him.

Finally he slipped his fingers out of my body, but the feeling didn’t
stop. My pussy was still bubbling away like some kind of over active volcano. I
cupped my hands over the slit of my pussy and squeezed my thighs together in an
attempt to contain the sensation between my legs, but it was no good. I simply
had to ride the waves and see it through. It didn’t help that Kevin was sitting
beside me licking all my juices off of his fingers. Was he being this hot on
purpose or did it just happen naturally to him?

At long last my mind began to float back down from the heavens.

I couldn’t stop myself from laughing.

‘Wow.’ I think summed up my feelings
pretty
well.

Kevin smiled that gorgeous smile and leaned down to kiss me on the lips.
For the first time since we started, I took some initiative and pulled him down
towards me. I slipped my tongue into his mouth and allowed my lips to thank him
for what he had just done to me. ‘That was so hot,’ I told him.

‘Yes, you were.’ He looked up towards the distant lake house. ‘Perhaps we
should think of getting back before my, wife and your boyfriend, come looking
for us.’

I gave him my best pout.

‘Do we have to go?’ I cupped his cock over the top of his trousers. ‘I
thought you said you were going to fuck me?’

A devious smile spread across his face.

‘I did say that,’ he agreed.

I hitched up the bottom of my skirt and began to pull down my panties. It
was a very clear sign of what I wanted. I couldn’t help but bite my lip, as
Kevin unbuckled his belt. If he could make me cum so hard with just his fingers
then what could he do to me with that monster cock?

* * *

I didn’t think I would be able to do it after the way he had fucked me so
hard, but by some miracle I could still walk. I thought I might have been
wheelchair bound for about a week. The two of us walked side by side up the
path that led through the dense beautiful forest towards the lake house. The
moonlight poured in through the gaps in the canopy of green above us, casting a
soft glow on the path we were walking. The odd birdcall and the sound of
crickets chirping away in the undergrowth could be heard all around us.

‘Here you are.’ Kevin handed me back my cell phone. ‘It has my private
cell phone number. I always have it on me so don’t be shy about calling me,
texting me or sending any dirty photos you might feel inclined to take.’

I giggled like a silly little girl at the cheeky smile up on his face.

‘You would like that,’ I commented.

‘Yes.’ He looked me up and down in that deliberate fashion. ‘I would.’

‘You’re so bad.’ I grinned.

‘I’m a saint when compared to you.’ I went to open my mouth to protest,
but the images of looking back over my shoulder at him, as he fucked me from behind
were still very fresh in my mind. I had made him fuck my ass and pussy. I
couldn’t stop myself. There is just this certain something about him that makes
me want to rip all his clothes off with my teeth and sit on the big dick all
night long and all day for that matter.

The path led out into the bottom of the garden.

‘When are you free next?’ I probed.

‘I’m free to go out on Monday when I finish work. Is that good for you?’
he asked.

It would mean I wouldn’t see him over the remainder of the weekend. ‘I’ll
try to wait until Monday,’ I replied.

‘Kevin.’ A woman approached us, as he walked towards the house.

The woman was slightly taller than me, but then again she was wearing
heels which tended to add an extra inch or two. It was clear to see from the very
beautiful black and red tube dress that she had a slim and athletic figure. Her
breasts were nothing in comparison to mine. They were not small, but in my
short time with Kevin, I knew he was very much a breast man. I had the
advantage over his wife in that department. She had long wavy dark brown hair,
high cheekbones and a really soft gentle face. Her skin was a beautiful
mahogany tone, but lighter than Kevin’s. I felt slightly defeated, as I watched
her approach us. Apart from the size of her tits, she was far better looking
than me. In fact, she put us all to shame. She looked like a catwalk model and
had that Tyra Banks elegance about her.

‘Where have you been?’ She directed the question to Kevin.

‘Paige, I went for a walk down to the lake and got a little lost. This
lady was just showing me the way back to the lake house.’

Paige looked sceptical at me and raised an eyebrow. I don’t think she was
buying it, but for some reason she didn’t push the point.

‘Thank you,’ she said in a cold manner. ‘Come on.’

She grabbed Kevin by the arm and marched him off towards the lake house.

Paige might have been drop dead beautiful, but she seemed somewhat of a
bitch. No wonder he had fucked my brains out so hard. Kevin glanced over his
shoulder at me and smiled.

Monday was suddenly feeling a long way away.

Chapter Twenty-Three: Sheridan’s Point Of
View

The combination of excitement and alcohol, lots and lots of alcohol, had
rendered me nothing more than a factory of giggles. I simply couldn’t stop
smiling and laughing. I had never expected my parents to throw such an amazing
party for me up here at the lake house. It must have cost them so much. Many of
my friends must have been flown in just for this weekend. It was insane. The
amount of familiar faces that I hadn’t seen in so long was making me drunk with
happiness. Everyone I kept in touch with through e-mails, text messages or
short phone calls were all here.

I had spent most of the night working my way through the crowd of
friends. I didn’t want to miss a single person, but there were just so many of
them and each and every person wanted to have at least one drink with me. Now
the world sort of had this strange tilt to it like I was walking across the
deck of a ship out at sea. My best friend Bee, which was short for Beatrice,
was acting as my human walking stick that allowed me to stand up right,
although at this moment in time she was a little worse for wear as well.

‘Which one is it?’ giggled Bee. ‘Is it him?’ She pointed to this young
good looking guy that worked down at my dad’s office in the town.

‘No,’ I scoffed at the thought of it.

‘Is it,’ Bee scanned the room for potential boyfriend candidates ‘Him?’
She pointed to a tall blue eyed man with long blonde hair that was tied back
behind his head.

‘Are you crazy?’ I laughed.

I had made the unfortunate mistake of confiding in my best friend that I
was currently in a relationship with a man that just happened to be married.
The first tiny bit of information that I had a new boyfriend had inspired Bee to
ask me a million and one questions, but the extra bonus that he was married now
made it her life goal to find out who this mysterious man truly was.

‘If I tell you,’ we bumped into the back of a man and giggled
hysterically. ‘Sorry.’ We moved down the corridor towards the kitchen doorway. ‘If
I tell you,’ I repeated, ‘you must promise me you will never tell anyone.’

‘I cross my heart and hope to die.’ She made a weird cross gesture across
her left breast, whilst laughing like some sort of mad scientist. Bee might
have been drunk, but she was the one person beside Charlie that I could trust.
She had always been there for me no matter what, and she had told me that Pete,
my ex boyfriend, was no good, but I didn’t listen.

It was the thing that drove a wedge between us for awhile. It was hard to
go out with her when she hated my boyfriend at the time. The atmosphere between
them was so tense, but juggling my time between the two of them was hard work.
In the end, it turned out that Bee was right. Pete was trouble with a capital
T. He used the credit card my dad had given me to run up all sorts of debts
before deciding to dump me for someone else. I never even told Bee about the
debts left to me to pay off. I mean how could I tell her after she warned me
for so long that he was trouble?

No.

I took it upon myself to clear my money problems and started working down
at a sex club in town. I didn’t want my father to find out what a
disappointment I was. I didn’t want Bee to say I told you so and I had no one
else to turn to for help. It’s not like I have any qualifications or skills,
but I do have a good body. And the money I made selling my body would have
eventually cleared my debts at the cost of my soul, but that’s when Charlie
turned up.

Just the thought of his name makes my heart flutter.

He paid off my debts and promised not to tell my father about the sex
club, as long as I quit working there. Charlie was like a knight in shining
armour. He pulled me out of a world of darkness and built up a foundation
beneath my feet so that I could stand again. Of course, I had always had a
little crush on him in that older handsome powerful man type of way, but now I
was completely and totally head over heels in love with him.

‘Stop,’ I pulled Bee to a stop. ‘That’s him.’ I pointed towards the group
of people standing around my father. The four of them were all over the age of
forty. I looked out the corner of my eye at Bee. She was wearing a frown upon
her brow. It was the type of look you gave when you were not sure if someone
was pulling your leg or not.

‘Which one?’ she asked.

‘The tall handsome one,’ I prompted.

‘Right,’ it was one of those drawn out rights that seemed to have at
least one hundred I’s after the R.

On the other side of the room, Charlie spotted me standing in the doorway
and smiled a really sweet loving smile. He instantly sucked it in, which made
me laugh, because he was standing one foot away from my father. Charlie was a
handsome man. He was tall and you could see he took care of himself. He had a
strong body, but a kind and gentle face, which gave him that gentle giant, feel
to him. He had short light brown hair with strands of silver starting to creep
through. He didn’t look old. He had that George Clooney sort of charisma and
charm to him. And best of all.

Charlie belonged to me.

* * *

‘What will happen if your dad finds out?’ Bee was still coming to terms
with the age of my new boyfriend. Then again I had actually been wondering what
would happen if my dad found out. I don’t exactly believe he would be showering
us with his blessings. ‘What would you do if his wife caught you or his sons
found out?’

‘They won’t catch us,’ I giggled. ‘We’re pretty careful.’

I stepped out through the front door and walked beneath the twinkling
stars scattered across the deep black above. Bee twirled me like some sort of
spinning top, as we danced upon the dusty old dirt road that led away from the
house. The music was blaring out of the open ground floor windows. ‘This night
has been amazing,’ I told her, ‘but it will get better when I get him alone.’

‘No way,’ Bee grinned like a madman. ‘You’re not going to do it with so
many people in the house. You will get caught.’

‘What makes you think we haven’t already done it?’ I replied.

We hadn’t but she didn’t know that.

‘You are so bad,’ Bee shook her head, but her tone seemed envious.

‘If you think I’m bad then wait until I tell you about him’

‘Who are you talking about?’ said a voice from the front door.

My heart stopped.

It was Rebecca, Charlie’s wife. She was standing next to my mum.

I could feel my smile slip from my face and land with a loud splat on the
floor.

How much had they heard?

‘Um,’ Bee and I exchanged a nervous glance. ‘We are just talking about this
guy at the party that I like.’ I faked a smile in an attempt to hide the fear
written across my face. ‘We should go and meet him right?’ I asked Bee.

‘Oh, um, yes!’ she couldn’t act casual to save her life.

I grabbed Bee by the hand and disappeared around the side of the house. ‘That
was so fucking scary.’ A nervous giggle leapt forth from my mouth. Once the
floodgates opened there was no stopping us. We laughed like two crazy old
ladies that live in a house full of cats, as we rushed away out of the line of
sight of the woman whose husband I was fucking.

* * *

I held my finger to my lip to shush Bee’s uncontrollable giggling. My
best friend bit her bottom lip in an attempt to silence the laughter. It did
not work and only triggered a similar response within me. A quick glance back
down the corridor revealed no one was watching us. I pulled down on the door
handle and quickly rushed inside with Bee following one-step behind me. I
pushed the door closed.

‘Hey.’ I smiled at my gorgeous boyfriend sitting behind his desk.

‘Hi.’ Charlie was a mixed bag of emotions.

He was happy to see me, but not quite sure how to handle the presence of
Bee.

I skipped across the carpet towards his large wooden desk—a desk that had
become all too familiar. This had been the very room that Charlie and I had
first become intimate with each other. We had started out by kissing, but
before I knew it, I was bent over the edge of his grand and expensive table, as
he drilled his cock into me from behind. The look on his face when I made him
cum all over my tits was priceless.

Rebecca had never let him do anything like that or any of the other dirty
little things I had let him do to me since then. Just the thought of some of
the rather rude and unmentionable acts was making my pussy start to ache for
him.

‘This is my best friend, Bee,’ I told Charlie, as I walked around the
desk.

‘It is nice to meet you,’ Charlie said with a smile. ‘Sheridan has told
me so much about you.’

‘All good I hope,’ replied Bee.

‘For the most part,’ Charlie flashed me his cheeky grin.

‘I know you wanted to keep this quiet, but I told, Bee, about us.’ I
turned my eyes away from him momentarily. I wasn’t exactly sure how he would
react to this news. Out of the two of us, we both knew that Charlie had a lot
more to lose than I did if the news about the two of us ever came out. What would
my father, his best friend and business partner, do? How would this effect the
family business? Would his wife leave him? Would Conner or Nathan ever speak to
him?

‘That’s okay. I understand.’ Charlie placed his large powerful hand on
mine and pulled me down onto his lap. I felt so tiny compared to his muscular
physique, but in a very good way. He had already proved how he could use this
strong towering body to my orgasmic advantage when he held me legs spread up
against the hotel room wall and fucked me until I was screaming his name. ‘You
two are best friends. I wouldn’t expect you to keep secrets from each other.’
Charlie frowned. ‘Although I think this is one secret I will not tell my best
friend.’ He grinned.

Bee and I laughed.

‘Yes. I don’t think my dad would appreciate it.’

‘I have something for you.’ Charlie reached into his suit pocket and
pulled out a very small velvet covered box. I felt so silly at the way my heart
fluttered in my chest. I never really expected him to get me anything for my birthday.
Most of my other boyfriends would always forget, but I had hoped that Charlie
was different. I was so happy that he did not disappoint. I looked nervously at
my boyfriend before opening the small box.

‘Charlie...’

It was a rather expensive looking ring with sapphires and the most
beautiful diamonds.

‘I can’t,’ I muttered.

‘You can,’ Charlie corrected.

‘This must have cost you a fortune.’ I took the ring out of the box and
placed it upon my finger. It was the perfect fit.

‘You are worth it,’ he replied.

‘Oh, Charlie,’ I pressed my lips against his. It was a little clumsy, but
maybe that was because of all the alcohol currently running through my veins,
or it could have to do with the fact that the most amazing man I have ever met
had just brought me the most amazing gift I was most likely ever to receive.
Butterflies fluttered within the depths of my stomach at the feel of his tongue
rolling in my mouth. I stroked my fingers through his hair and pulled him into
me, as I kissed him with greater force. A wave of tingles ran down my spine at
the feel of his fingertips beneath the base of my dress. He stroked them up
along the inside of my thigh. I was quickly regretting bringing Bee in here
because there was nothing more I wanted than to feel those well-trained fingers
inside of my body.

‘You two are so good together,’ said Bee.

I turned to look at my best friend. ‘Um, wait,’ I held up my hand, as she
directed the lens of her camera phone at me and Charlie. There was a click from
the cell phone. She had taken a picture of me sitting upon Charlie’s lap with
his hand stroking up the inside of my thigh.

‘Oh, dear lord,’ Charlie sighed beneath his breath.