Chapter 30 – Love at First Sight: From Stranger to Soulmate

Natalie glanced to the door to see it cracked open and soft flickering candlelight beyond. She grabbed a towel from the track and dried herself off as she picked up the note: Join me when you’re ready so we can watch the stars come out together.

Her heart swelled, and she brushed out her hair, braiding it into a thick braid she tossed over her shoulder, rubbed lotion into her skin, and slipped into the panties. The beads felt strange at first against her lips instead of an actual piece of fabric. She took a few steps and bit back a surprised gasp of pleasure as they rubbed her in all the right places. The bedroom was empty, but there were more flowers on the floor, leading her out into the living room. The sliding glass doors were open, letting in the cool evening breeze.
Candles covered the tables and mantle, the end tables, and a few places in between. Set on the coffee table by the oversized couch were several more of the items Lana had sent with her. Before, Natalie had been embarrassed by those things, but now, they called to her. She imagined Vincent holding the vibrator as he broke her apart in the most delicious ways. Another gasp slipped from her lips as a very naked Vincent stepped in front of the open back doors.

She opened her mouth to say something, but the love and awe in his eyes as he looked at her from toes to head tore the need for words away. He stalked closer, each step causing her heart to pound, and her hands trembled in anticipation.
When he was only a foot away, his hand reached out and cupped her breast gently in his palm. Her eyes closed as a shiver of want slithered down her spine. His other hand slid across her ribs, but he didn’t pull her into his arms.
Didn’t kiss her.
Instead, his hands explored her body as if he touched it for the first time. Each finger pressed and massaged as they followed the curve of her hips and the fullness of her breasts heavy with need. His thumbs rolled and teased across her nipples as she bit her lip on a moan. Each touch sent a ripple through her body until every nerve screamed for release.

Her hand reached out and held his hard cock, wanting to take part in this sensual dance. He grunted but didn’t pull away. Her other hand reached for his hip as she smoothed it along his abs, up to his pecs, and tugged gently on his nipples. The fine dusting of hair on his skin tickled the palms of her hands. Then he was gone. She frowned, opening her eyes.

“No, keep them closed,” he whispered hotly as his hands trailed around her body, telling her he was now behind her. “Keep them closed.”

Grinning, she did as he asked, her hands searching for his body. “Vincent?”

“Right here,” he murmured, and his lips kissed the hollow at her shoulder and neck.

She fell back into his chest as his kisses traveled to her shoulders and his hands gripped her hips hard while his erection teased her, pressed against her lower back. With his guidance, they walked backwards and Natalie nearly opened her eyes, but she heard the rub of his body on the couch cushions as he pulled her down to sit on his lap.
Only one of his hands caressed her body now, holding her breasts, kneading and massaging the soft flesh. When something else dragged up her thigh, her nails dug into his thighs and her legs spread wide without even needing to be asked. He cursed, the sound muffled behind her, as he drew the vibrator up the inside of her thigh and back down the other.
Each drag up made her hips lift, seeking out what she wanted, but his dark chuckle told her he was only getting started. His other hand disappeared from her breast and suddenly stroked her cleft, spreading her wetness and her swollen lips.
She worried the beads would be in the way, but the man used them, dragging the strand up against her clit and her crying sheath. She moaned, her hips rising and falling with each tug. When she was close, so close to finding her release, he stopped, shoved the beads aside, and the hard tip of the vibrator sought entrance within her.

With his cock pressing against her ass cheek and the vibrator stroking her cleft, Natalie was lost in a sea of wanton desire.
She heard a click and a gentle vibration hummed through the vibrator and into her body. He slipped it inside her, languidly at first, just the tip. His other hand rolled and tugged her bead until he thrust the vibrator fully within her body.
She moaned with each drag out and each thrust back in. His mouth found her neck, and as he sucked on her earlobe, Natalie lost all control. Her hips bucked in time with his hand until he thrust hard and fast with it, sending her soaring over the edge and into a bottomless abyss of pleasure.
A cry tore from her throat, and he held the vibrator inside her, pinching her nipple at the same time, and she screamed even louder, her inner muscles clenching hard around the silicon toy.

As he dragged it from her body, she shivered and fell limp against him on the couch. His lips continued to soothe her neck and shoulders, kissing and nipping as she recovered. When she was able to see straight, she tilted her head to the side and met his amused gaze.

“You continue to surprise me,” she murmured.

“Is that right?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Wait until I show you what to use next.”

She glanced at the table and saw the strawberry lube and the cock ring. “Are you sure?”

“Why not? I think your adventurous spirit is rubbing off on me.”

Natalie sat forward, his hips bucking to press his cock against her back, and she wiggled her hips in reply. The lube…she would use that first. She picked up the bottle and stood on shaky legs, rolling it in her hands.

“This is going to be cold,” she warned him, sinking to her knees in front of the couch.

His eyes darkened as she popped open the bottle and dripped some of the thick liquid onto his cock. It twitched, and he sucked in a breath as his hands dug into the couch cushions. “That’s not cold, that’s freezing.”

“Not for long.” She spread it around, and moving closer, she covered him with her mouth.

He groaned and his hips bucked his cock into her mouth deeper. “Woman,” he uttered, trailing off in a stream of curses as she licked the vein in the side, squeezing his shaft with each glide of her hands. He hardened in her hands, and the throbbing urgency to have him fill her was too enticing.

With a pop, her mouth pulled free. She reached behind her for the cock ring. She stretched it a few times, added more lube just in case, and eased it around his shaft. His eyes bulged when it settled against his base.

“I’m not going to last much longer if you keep touching me with that thing on,” he warned and hoisted her onto his lap. She straddled him, and a shudder burst through them both as he slipped inside. She reached between their bodies, searching for the tiny button, and flipped it on. “Shit,” he cursed and grabbing her hips, held her steady as he thrust hard and fast.

Natalie had to agree and lowered her mouth to his as she held him tight. His darting tongue mimicked his cock, and she moaned before too long as he stretched her and rubbed her inside and out in all those tiny places that made her squirm for more.

The breeze blew through the house, sending the candle flames flickering around them as her cry echoed into the night. His hand reached up her back, tugging on her braid, and she relished in the desires he awoke in her body. She rode him hard, matching each of his thrusts until he rolled them over and pinned her to the couch. Her legs wrapped around his body as he plowed into her. With a yell of release, his cock swelled within her, and she felt the heat of him spill into her as her cries of pleasure turned into a breathless moan. She gasped for air, in a state of disbelief at the never-ending waves of the orgasm that washed across her body. His arms shaking, he struggled to pull her back to his lap, slipping free at the same time. He reached down and picked up the used cock ring.

“Who knew,” he whispered and tossed it onto the coffee table.

“That’s…one way to put it,” she murmured as her head fell into his shoulder. “I don’t think I can move.”

“This couch is pretty comfortable,” he agreed, snuggling against her neck. “I vote we stay here for a while.”

“A long while,” she added. “Do we have to go back tomorrow?”

He sighed and lifted her face. “I wish we didn’t. We’ll come back as often as we can.” He kissed her forehead and whispered, “I love you.”

Natalie held him harder. “I love you more.”

His chuckle vibrated through her body. They remained together on the couch for a long time into the night, neither one wanting to move and break the magic of the moment.

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