I was spooked as memories of our love-making rushed back at me. A familiar sense of guilt started from within me and tried to rise to my throat. I tried to stand up and get far away from him but he suddenly returned his former firm grip on my waist and dragged me in, closing up the little space between us. Instantly, I was engulfed in his scent again and no matter how I tried to fight it, I just couldn't because it triggered my arousal and my anxiety got snuffed out gradually as I found myself getting pulled in. Riley, completely forgotten.
My body must have taken charge again because I found myself grinding against him as the warmth my sensitive Vijay was feeling slowly spread to all my body. When I realized what I just did, I tried to look up to see if I woke him only to get dragged into an abyss of pure, unadulterated lust. When did he wake up? I felt my face go red as I stared helplessly into his open and dark eyes that might have been staring at me for some time. To say I was embarrassed was an understatement but even then, it wasn't enough to make me break our gaze.
From just gazing endlessly into his eyes, I suddenly felt myself filled up with my G-spot getting teased. I had no idea when he moved or how he got between my legs. And as I gazed at him and felt his waist gently slapping against mine in the slowest pace I have ever seen, I started feeling the warmth turn to heat and it spread faster and faster till it reached my head and gathered into a sense activator. It felt like my ability to feel had increased my 3 folds and all I could feel was heat. A pleasurable heat that had me breathing and gasping hard as Sylvester unhurriedly teased my Inside into a frenzy. Unable to endure this slow burn, I tried to hurry him up by pacing up to him but he grabbed my thighs and pinned them to the ground, immobilizing me.
Sylvester was bent on making me go through this torturous pleasure. And all this while, he was holding my gaze. It didn't even occur to me to break it. I am also not sure if I could break it if I wanted to. All I know is that he was all I wanted to see. He was all that existed as I climbed higher and higher, feeling goosebumps as they covered my whole body. Just as the first sign of orgasm made me shiver, I heard his whisper again… "Say my name." It was the sweetest, hotest, most stimulating breath that ever fanned my earlobe. Its heat entered my ear canal and exploded somewhere in my head, generating a string of electrifying tingles that raced through my body in all directions. I felt myself grabbing at Sylvester and calling his name over and over as my body quivered in surrender.
Just before I calmed down, I also felt him go Rigid, then he started gasping and gaining with my name on his lips. It was the most sexy way anyone has ever called me "Cat."
I tightened my hold on him and let my body feel and share his tremor. Knowing that I did that to him was amazing.
My orgasm subsided but I didn't let him go until he stopped shaking.
As if on cue, just as Sylvester moved his body away from me and opened his mouth, my ringing tone filled the air, waking me up from my trance. I called it trance because until that sound, I never took in the implication of the darkness outside the tent and the cool night breeze typical of Arizona. I pushed Sylvester away and started looking for the phone but couldn't find it despite the fact that it was still ringing. I was completely disoriented.
"Here." Slyvester said as he handed it over to me. And just like I suspected, it was Uncle Liam calling. I was lowkey angry with him for taking away my drugs and was tempted not to pick his call but then my eyes darted to the time and I gasped in shock.
"What is it?" Slyvester asked.
"It's almost midnight!." I whisper-screamed before standing up stark naked and rushing out as I picked the call, completely unprepared for whatever Uncle Liam was going to say.
"Where are you?" were his first words.
"I…, I am on my way." I responded.
"How far out? I am coming to you."
"No! I am almost home." I said with a mini panic. I hurriedly gestured ro Sylvester who had also gotten up and had started packing up the tent and our things. "Hurry up, hurry up!" I mouthed at him wordlessly. He rolled his eyes at me but I was relieved to see that he took me seriously and quickened his pace.
"I will be waiting at the T-junction." Uncle Liam said before disconnecting the phone. Typical of him to end all conversations abruptly but this time, I was grateful he did. I joined Sylvester and we wordlessly finished up. Luckily for him, he didn't have to return to the T-junction. He wouldn't have to face Uncle Liam. That wouldn't be just embarrassing, it could potentially put him in trouble too. It wouldn't be the first time Uncle Liam put a boy in the hospital to protect me.
I rushed at full throttle to the T-junction and just like he said, he was waiting for me in his Jeep. I honked but didn't stop. He followed me immediately and within five minutes, we were home.
Not wanting to answer any of his questions, if he had any, I rushed out and darted for the house the moment I parked my car but to my surprise, I found Dad waiting outside the door with an angry look.
"Dad! You are back?" I gasped with shock, coming to an abrupt stop
"Where were you" was his response.
"I…I went for a ride round town." I said non-pause.
"Why did you turn off your GPS?"
"I…I…" I really couldn't come up with any excuse.
"And your tracker? Why is it dead? What did I tell you about always going around with your tracker?"
"I… I forgot." Was all I could say.
"...I am sorry Dad."
He just turned around and entered the house, banging the door in my face, making me jump. I stared at the door as a sense of guilt raised to my throat.
Even though he hardly shows it, Dad is a worrywart.