A Hope and a Chance(26)
Author: Jennifer Foor

I closed my eyes. “Please kiss me. Just kiss me.”

Our lips connected, and then he slowly pulled away. “One weekend, Hope. That’s all I can give you. You’ve got to promise me that you won’t push for more.”

He brought his lips to mine and I realized why he’d gone inside. I pulled away from him. “You brushed your teeth?”

He shrugged. “I didn’t want you to have to kiss an ashtray.”

“Kiss me again. Don’t stop.” I pleaded.

His lips were on mine again.

I couldn’t help myself. It was bad enough that I’d left her for a second time after sleeping with her, but I couldn’t say no when she stood in front of me naked begging me to spend time with her. I cared about her, and I didn’t want her sitting in the house crying thinking I didn’t want her the way she wanted me.

She had to know if I could change things I would. I tried to rationalize this with myself every day since that night and the same conclusion kept coming up.

I wanted her.

It wasn’t just for the sex either. I was crazy about this girl in every way. Day after day I let myself feel again. She was the reason, and I wanted to be able to at least experience what it would be like if things were different.

From the moment she stripped down in front of me I could feel myself weakening. I should have told her that when I went inside it was only to wash the cigarette taste out of my mouth. I didn’t want her to have to smell something that dirty. I think she was shocked when I jumped in the pool and reached my arms around her. Her skin felt smooth to touch with the water all around us.

When I reached down and kissed her soft lips I knew that there wasn’t any other place I needed to be. I may have broken a promise to Mark, but was it right to break a promise to myself? There was something about this girl that made me feel like I couldn’t be without her, something that kept me wanting more. Not just for the purpose of physical interaction, but also the idea of connecting with another person again.

As we continued to kiss, I felt her hands reaching down to my waist. She pulled away when she realized I wasn’t wearing any shorts. Hope moved back looking both shocked, with a sense of excitement.

“What?” I asked, wondering why her lips were that far away.

“Nothing. I’m just happy, that’s all. I was starting to come to grips that you weren’t going to change your mind.”

While our tongues mingled around together I floated us over to the steps that were built into the pool. I managed to sit myself on one of them, while I pulled her on top of me without breaking our embrace. My hands reached up and grabbed a chunk of her wet hair and I gently tugged her head back. She reached for my mouth again, presumably to give me more of that sweet tongue. I let her think that our lips were close enough to touch before pulling back again. When she repeated the attempt for the third time I watched her stick out her tongue. I stuck mine out and slid it against hers before finally giving in to her unspoken request.

Our kissing became more aggressive, even going as far as our teeth touching a few times. Her body began rocking up and down on top of me and I knew she could feel how rock hard I was underneath her.

Since we were in the water she was able to arch her back in a certain way and remain floating. This gave me an excellent view of her perfect tits. She wrapped her legs around my waist which enabled me to free my hands. I slid them from her waist to the underneath of her breasts. The water made it easy to maneuver. With one hand still holding the skin just beneath her breast, I pulled her toward me again so that I was able to lick over her right nipple. She moaned as I drug my tongue roughly against it then bit the tip. I latched onto it and repeated the process, knowing damn well that this was the attention she craved.

“Oh, God, yes!” She called out, falling back and letting me have free reign.

She started grinding her ass against my obvious erection. Next I reached down with both hands and guided her to do it harder. I could tell she was ready for me, even under the water. My finger slid right into her slick opening and I began to move it in and out. I used my thumb to rub her soft spot above it and she moaned into the dark of the night. I could feel her muscles tightening around my fingers, while her lips found mine again. Even though I was aware that she hadn’t been a virgin our first time, for obvious reasons, I could tell that in some ways she was inexperienced. There was no way with just the little effort I was making that she’d be so consumed. I appreciated that she found it to be satisfying, considering it had been a long time since I’d felt the touch of a woman.

It was easy to slide inside of her again, after just having done it earlier. Our emotions were in sync, and for the time being nothing mattered except the two of us.

The friction from the water allowed it to somehow feel even tighter, making it difficult for me to be able to keep control. As much as I wanted it to last longer, I knew it was going to be impossible. Like our first time together, I was too captivated by her beauty to be able to focus on anything else. “Please don’t stop, Hope,” I whispered near her ear. I could feel the heat rising to the tip of my shaft, and she could tell from the sounds that I was close.

I captured her by the waist and flipped her around. She gasped as we became unattached, but I quickly filled the void when I slid in from behind. I thought that if I couldn’t see her face that I’d be able to last longer. My attempt was short lived when I peered down at her fine ass. My head rested against her shoulder, and I held her body tight against mine as I began to lose control.

I kept her close to me on the steps while we both regained steady breaths. I could tell she was just as exhausted as I was.

Holding her, feeling her hot body so close to mine, only reminded me of one thing.

One weekend was never going to be enough for me.

15

When Chance and I finally decided to get out of the pool he rushed over and grabbed two towels, wrapping one around me before doing the same for himself. He then pulled me back into his arms. I let mine reach around his back while my head fell against his hard chest.

“I’m sorry for calling you a princess,” he whispered into my hair. “I don’t think of you that way, Hope. I’ve never thought that about you. I was just so mad at what you said to me. I thought of the first thing that would piss you off the most and used it as a weapon.”

I squeezed him tighter. “I’m sorry too, Chance. I hated that you wouldn’t talk to me. I only wanted your attention. I would’ve deserved for you to call me much worse. I know I acted like a spoiled little bitch. The thing is, what I said was uncalled for.”