To Have and To Hold

Chapter 31

Erotic electricity shot to her belly and lower, and she felt the familiar swelling and flooding of her lower regions. Breathing became an almost impossible task, as sexual tension filled the air with a heavy purple fog. Shit- it was not as if she was shocked. Or had not seen him do it before- hell, she had asked him to do it in the past- loving to watch him, being turned on by his movements, his sounds, his hand on his huge cock, the eruption of his cum... But this... To walk in on him... Crap- he must think she was some kind of nuts.

Then, when she had been ready to flee, he had stunned her when his sudden move to stop her cause the clover to slip.

Holy shit!

Yes, she had figured out what she had walked in on, but crap- to see the evidence that he had not been quite done was something different altogether.

Lisa, what in the hell is wrong with you? You've seen his impressive dick before. Hell, you have had him in your pussy, your hands, your mouth, on special crazy occasions even... No, don't even think about it. You're stirred up enough.

They stared at each other. Both frozen by the impossible tension. She should leave. Give him some privacy. Michael turned all shades of red. This man, who could be dirty, sexy, and inhibited with her one moment, could be totally awkward, shy, and private the next. And who wants to be walked in during the utmost private moment? Here she had thought their earlier after dinner conversation had been awkward.

"I'm so sorry, Michael...I ...I..." Her mouth was too dry to stammer anything else and she licked her lips. Which was a big mistake as he seemed to grow even more. Fuck! Her eyes widened.

"Lise, baby...please. Don't be...sorry, I mean. It's fine, I'm fine...I'm...uh, Gimme a minute, ok? Can you,.. I mean, don't leave all the way...just...uhm....wait out there..so I can.. you know...uhm.." he glanced down at himself. But still did not reach for cover.

Thank you, Lord! Lisa! Stop staring!

Very slowly, trapped in the moment like a helpless animal in a tar pit, she nodded. Then, as if struck by lightning, she turned and fled the room, her cheeks burning, the rest of her body tingling in all kinds of crazy ways. Stopping short at the door, she turned and decided to stay... No, she was not going to be a coward. No more running away!

So, now, here she was, trying her best to sit still and not think of that gorgeous naked man in the next room. She had poured herself a drink to calm those frayed nerves, but her fingers were still unsteady.

What took him so long? Was he finishing what she had interrupted? No, surely he would not. The mere thought served to stir her even higher. Her nipples strained against the little shirt, tantalizing them, making them ache. Long for his touch. His lips.

Fucking shit- so much for cooling down. Even if all her steaming desire set off the sprinkler system, she doubted there was enough water in London to cool her off. Yeah, talking wasn't gonna happen tonight. So, why had she left his bedroom? Obviously, he would not have objected too much had she simply taken her clothes off and joined him. As hard as he had been... Oh God, her own thoughts made her hornier now- this was plain nuts!

And ridiculous. What was she? A teen? Hell no! She was a grown ass woman with sexual desires. And why should she be tortured any longer when the remedy to her illness was so close by? No more! As if stung by a hornet, Lisa jumped up, put down her drink resolutely, and headed to the bedroom.