Succeeding Love

Fallen

After dancing until my feet were sore, Vin and I took our sweet time walking back to the hotel.

We were slow at getting back, not because of the scenery or because of any more margarita stops, but because every two seconds I had to reach up and start kissing him as I remembered the way he held me while we danced. Everything about him drew me in, and I know I was having the same effect on him too.

At one point, we walked under a bridge with no other people around, and he spun me around and pinned me against a rail, kissing me so passionately that it made walking uncomfortable the rest of the way here.

When we got back to the hotel room, things got heavy fast. Our frustration was at its breaking point. As soon as the door latched shut, he had me pinned against the hall and both of our pants were off in no time.

I had never done that before. Make love while pinned against the wall. Ever. He held me the entire time, roughly taking me in his arms with nothing more than a wall behind me for support. He made me feel small and desired. He had total control over me, and I loved every second.

Now, we’re sitting in the hot tub on the balcony, staring out at the night view. I still felt small and cherished in his lap as he caressed and snuggled against me.

“This is nice.” I leaned back against Vin’s chest in the hot tub, the bubbles from the jets rumbling around us.

“So nice,” he kissed the back of my neck, making me bite my lip and moan softly. “Everything about this trip has been nice.”

“Not quite everything,” I laughed humorlessly, sinking a little more into the water as I remembered our surprise before the game. “The second half of it has been perfect, though.”

“Yeah. Having an ex show up without warning is never fun.”

“Hmm,” I nodded, leaning into him as he continued to kiss my neck. “Thank you for everything today,” I whispered.

“For driving you here,” he chuckled. “It was my pleasure, especially after hearing from Preston how distracted you can get.”

“Jeez,” I scoffed. “Not just that. I mean, for everything today. For the first time since I can remember, I felt…. I don’t know. Taken care of? It was nice to let loose like I did.”

He tightened his hands on my waist and twisted me in his lap, causing me to straddle him in the giant tub. He had a giant smile on his handsome face. Beads of sweat were forming on his forehead, and started dropping as his smile lines disturbed them. How can a single man be this sexy?

“You really know how to make a man feel like he just grew a couple of feet. You know that, right? If you don’t watch out, I’m going to get an enormous head.”

“You were already super tall,” I giggled. “I felt like I was dancing with a giant tonight.”

“Well, this giant enjoys taking care of you.” His eyes shone with sincerity. “I want you to never have to worry when you’re with me.”

“You’re doing a good job then.” I wrapped my arms around his neck. “Like my own action hero,” I giggled.

“You know what else action heroes are good for,” he smirked, pressing his firmness against me.

I whimpered as he ground against my sensitive flesh. The hot tub took away most of my soreness from our earlier activities, and then the dancing, but my naked mole rat was still a little tender.

Not that it mattered. I still wanted him.

“We probably shouldn’t do that in the hot tub,” I said softly, already melting into him.

“Probably not,” he laughed. “But that doesn’t stop me from wanting to.”

“You could just take me on the wall again,” I suggested.

“Liked that, didn’t you?” I felt his breath on my neck from his silent laughter.

“It was nice,” I sighed dreamily.

His large biceps holding me in place and the rest of his muscles contorted around me were as pleasurable as the actual pleasure I felt from the sex. Even now, my hands are taking on a mind of their own, traveling across his chest and down to his abs to feel the taut planes of sexiness.

“Mmh, I like your hands touching me,” he rested his head back on the edge of the tub.

I took that as a cue to explore a little more. I leaned back on his knees, skimming my hands lower until they reached a delicious tapered contour that led down to his most impressive muscle of all.

He was hard and ready, feeling so smooth, like a velvet rock as my fingers wrapped around his girth. His mouth opened to a soft ‘o’, and he made this satisfied noise in the back of his throat.

My hand pumped his full length, slowly and intentionally going up and down. No matter how slowly or smoothly I moved, the water was still sloshing around us. We really shouldn’t be doing this in a hot tub on a balcony overlooking the busiest part of the city, but I no longer cared.

He opened his hooded eyes to stare at me as I got more enthusiastic about my movement. Seeing his pleasure was too rewarding to let up now.

Then I got even more brave.

I pushed up on my knees, lining my body up with him, before I slowly lowered myself back down. It stung just for a second, and then the fullness of all the pleasurable sensations took over.

“Fuck, baby,” he groaned, sitting back and letting me do all the work.

Riding him and watching his face as the friction fought against the slickness between us was everything. It drove me to ride him harder. Water was splashing out on the balcony, but I didn’t care. I could feel that sweet spot tingling inside of me as it took its proper beating, and I was chasing my release while watching him get close to his.

“Shit,” he suddenly grabbed my hips, forcing me to stop. “You’re going to make me cum, baby.”

“Then cum,” I groaned, trying to move once again.

“Hold on,” he lifted me up and off him, then quickly got out of the hot tub.

My eyes glazed over, seeing his member at a full salute, slick with more than just water. When he came back out holding a condom to his tip and rolling it down, I suddenly realized why he stopped me.

“See,” I laughed softly as he got back in. “I don’t have to worry about anything. You take care of it all.”

His face was serious as he picked me up and placed me back on his lap. Every movement between us was so natural, it almost surprised me.

“I want to take care of you, Lynn. That’s all I want to do. All I can think about.”

I bit my lip, suppressing a moan as he slid back into me. “You mean, as in sex?” This almost sounded like a deeper confession than he just wanted to take care of me in bed, and I wanted to be sure.

I was falling for this man. More and more by the second. He was mending all the parts of me I didn’t even realize were broken, and I’m scared if our feelings are not the same, I could just end up hurt again. After the dancing, and the dinner with Preston, I knew where I stood. I held my breath, hoping he felt the same.

“No. Not just when we have sex,” he husked, his serious expression staring up at me. “I want to take care of you in every way.” He nuzzled his face against mine as he slowly moved inside me again. “I’m your action hero, baby. Remember. I’m here for you. I’ll even save you from falling in with the ducks when you need me to.”

“I wasn’t going to fall in,” I argued weakly, the pleasure already overtaking me again.

He laughed softly. “You were falling then, just like you’re making me fall now.” I leaned up to look at him, confused. “I’m falling for you, baby. Head first. Now, quit distracting me so I can finish making you fall, too.”

Too late. I’ve fallen.

~

Vin

I couldn’t stop smiling every time I looked over at my sleeping girlfriend sitting in the passenger seat of my car.

Poor girl. I didn’t really give her any chance to rest last night. I drove my point into her on repeat throughout the night; that she was mine and no one else’s. Her perfect little body kept up all the way, but no amount of caffeine or sing-along songs could keep her eyes from closing once we hit the road.

I was tired too, but seeing her was all the energy I needed to keep going. My car was trashed with her food wrappers and water bottles, plus insignificant items here and there that she kept pulling out of her purse yesterday, like notepads and tissue packs, but I have never been happier to have such a messy car.

We were almost home now. After last night, I wish we were going home together. I know that will be impossible for a while. A long while, most likely. Her kids were still her priority, as they should be, and I know she’s going to do what is best for them.

Still. Living across the street from her is the next best thing. We can still take our daily walks with Kevin.

Shit. I forgot I start my job tomorrow. I guess the morning walks will be harder to do. I have to be in the office by eight in the morning before the first court hearings.

That made me think of another issue Lynn brought up last night.

While we were cuddling in the sheet, between rounds, we were talking about work and she brought up what her ex was. He was a lawyer, and she warned me I would likely see him at court often. She said his firm even worked closely with several government offices, so I might not just run into him in court.

I’ll have to ask Milton about him later. I don’t want to make life harder for Lynn by causing more strife with her ex, but I sure as hell will not pussyfoot around the man.

He clearly still had feelings for his ex wife. I wasn’t backing down for him, but I also had to tread lightly because of their kids. Preston didn’t seem close to his dad, just Jessie sure did. She was a daddy’s girl if I ever saw one. It made me jealous. She looked so much like Lynn. It made me crave to have a daddy’s girl one day too. One just like the beautiful sleeping woman snoring lightly in my passenger seat.

We had time. I was serious about her being mine. I’m never going to be stupid enough to let her go.

When I got to the outskirts of our neighborhood, I gently shook her to wake her up.

“Wake up, baby. We’re almost home.”

“Five more minutes,” she grumbled, rolling over to lean her head against the car door.

Damn, she was so fucking adorable.

“Kevin is waiting for you,” I laughed softly.

She groaned, then stretched. I had a hard time focusing on the road with her cute little moans filling the confined space as she stretched and arched her back.

“We’re really almost home?”

“Yeah,” I chuckled deeply, reaching over to rub her leg. “You slept almost the entire drive. I was lonely.”

I meant to tease her, but her adorable regretful expression made my heart race instead.

“I’m sorry,” she said with sleepy eyes. “I didn’t get much sleep last night.”

“I know, baby,” I rubbed her knee. “I was just teasing you. It’s my fault you didn’t get any sleep.”

Her eyes narrowed playfully. “You’re right.” She couldn’t hold the scowl for long before she burst into a fit of giggles. “It was well worth it. You can keep me up all night whenever you want.”

I bit my cheek, running through my next question several times before letting it out. “Even tonight?”

She looked shyly over at me, biting her full bottom lip. “Sure. I don’t see why not. The kids won’t be home until tomorrow after school.”

I was mentally pumping my fist in the air, but tried to keep my excitement contained on the outside. I gently squeezed her knee again, and said, “Good. I wasn’t ready to let you go.”