Titus
I jerk awake, and for a moment have no idea where I am. I’m lying on a sofa, and I can hear the water lapping, ducks quacking, and the call of various other birds. Then I remember—I’m at the cottage in Devon. I must have dozed off.
“Hey, you.”
I turn my head and see Heidi curled up in the armchair opposite, reading.
I yawn and stretch. “What time is it?”
“Five thirty, don’t worry. We’ve still got about an hour.”
“I don’t know what happened. I crashed right out.”
“Yeah, you looked very tired. Can I get you anything?”
“I could do with a kiss,” I tell her.
She chuckles, puts down her book, and comes over to me. Bending down, she presses her lips to mine, then squeals as I grab her and pull her on top of me.
“Come on,” I scold, “did you really think I was going to let you go after one peck?”
“I was hoping you wouldn’t.” She looks down at me, her hair swinging forward like a curtain, her blue eyes like circles cut from the sky outside, and kisses me properly, delving her tongue into my mouth.
I sigh, wrapping my arms around her, and we kiss like that for ages, warm in the summer sunshine, with the smell of the lavender outside blowing through the house where Heidi must have opened the sliding doors to let the cool breeze in.
“Mmm,” she murmurs after a while, and moves her hips from side to side, brushing her mound against my erection. “His lordship is hoping for some action, I think.”
“How’s the Countess? In good form?”
She giggles. “She’d be happy to receive some attention.” She gets up off me, slips off her jeans and underwear while I sit up, then climbs back astride me. I help her off with her top and bra, and now she’s naked, which somehow seems adventurous when it’s so beautiful outside, and the doors are open.
I feel blissfully happy, having her in my arms, the two of us taking time to kiss and arouse one another. I cup her breasts and pluck at her n*****s, while she lowers her hands to the zipper of my jeans, slides it down, then moves closer so she’s nestled right against my erection. We kiss like that for a while, as she rocks her hips and arouses herself on me, and it’s not long before she whispers, “Are you ready?”
I nod, push down my boxer-briefs, and release my erection, and Heidi guides it beneath her, then sinks down onto me. “Aaahhh…” Her exhalation turns into a moan, and her teeth tug at her bottom lip as she moves her hips, coating me with her moisture so I can sink further into her.
“Titus,” she whispers, cupping my face and kissing me.
We move together, her skin glowing and slightly damp from the warmth, her face and neck filled with the subtle blush of s****l arousal. f**k, that’s sexy, and it makes me push up inside her, and she moans and arches her back.
“You’re so beautiful,” I tell, beginning to lose it. I stroke my hands down her back, then bring one around her waist and slide my thumb down between us until I find her c**t. She’s moist and swollen, and as I circle my thumb over the tiny button, she moans and delves her tongue into my mouth.
“I love doing this with you,” she whispers, rocking her hips.
“I could do this with you every day for years and never get bored,” I reply truthfully. There’s something about this girl that just fills me with joy. I can’t put my finger on it. I’ve known more beautiful girls. Women who are more confident, more intelligent. But she brings it all together in one package, and it’s created this gorgeous, sexy, funny young woman who rings all my bells.
“Ah, Titus,” she murmurs, “I wish…” She kisses me, still moving, her breath hitching.
“What?” I ask, but she shakes her head, closes her eyes, and bites her bottom lip, and I watch pleasure sweep over her, sweet and golden as the rays of the sun. She cries out, clamping around me, and that proves my undoing. My c****x hits me seconds later, and the two of us lock together, like the statue of two lovers, frozen at the height of passion for eternity.