Making Waves

"So, it sounds like it is infatuation with your nurse."

"No, no, it's not," he said as sincerely as he could. Sadler paused to think about what else he could say. "Why did you come back?" he asked, shifting focus back to her.

"Look, I'm tired," she said, dodging the question. "I've got to sleep. And think. We'll talk later."

* * *

Sadler turned to exit the room and he could hear footsteps scurrying on the carpet. He smirked, knowing that Juliette and Nate had been eavesdropping. On his way back up to his bedroom and through his shower, he wondered how a man who had achieved so much so early in life, rising to the position of rear admiral at a young age, could be so clueless about handling a woman. What was worse, he couldn't for the life of him figure out what it was he had done or not done properly that resulted in this current dilemma. It seemed that the Navy he loved so dearly was becoming a red herring.

So preoccupied was he with this, he got only as far as slipping on his boxers before planting himself in the reading chair in his bedroom to further contemplate this. When he thought to glance at a clock, two hours had passed. Without further thought, and no consideration for his attire, he walked down the stairs to Rebecca's room. She was still sound asleep, so he took a seat in the chair in her room and watched her.

She was more beautiful than any woman he had ever known, as intelligent as any man or woman he knew, and based on their one experience, the sex was great. He thought about that night and his threesome with Juliette and Nate. While this morning had been quite exciting and satisfying, the fact that it was a threesome added an unbalanced element that made it unequivocal.

Sadler wanted to believe that making love to Rebecca alone would outshine the threesome. Was it merely wishful thinking or . . . what? Of course, he knew there was only one way to find out, and he found himself easing out of the chair. At the foot of her bed, he halted, fearing that this aggressiveness might backfire. However, the more he watched, the more he wanted her. Sometimes, you just had to go after what you wanted, so he threw caution to the wind and crawled softly onto the redhead's bed. She was lying on one end covered to her waist and facing away.

Gently, he placed his hand on her back and tenderly rubbed up and down, allowing it to drift under the cover to her rear. He leaned in and kissed her neck, causing her to stir. "You are so beautiful. And sexy," he whispered.

"I don't feel sexy," she mumbled.

Nibbling on her ear, he added, "You are that and so much more."

She shivered from his lips on her lobe.

Sadler kissed his way down, pushing the blanket off of her rump. He kissed her cheeks, even spreading them and kissing there. She offered no resistance, even moaning her enjoyment. Aggressively, he gripped the waistband of her panties and tugged them down, his mouth never leaving her inner section. She spread her legs slightly and lifted her rear, offering better access. She tasted delicious.

Rebecca grabbed his head urging him up. She rolled onto her back as he scooted forward until their lips met; an even sweeter delight. Again, she let her legs drift apart drawing his hands to her pussy like a magnet. She reached up and cupped his head keeping their lips firmly pressed together. It evolved into something more passionate than either had ever experienced.

As the kiss escalated, so did Sadler's fingers on Rebecca's pussy. As she squirmed, her hand sought the huge swell in his shorts. It felt divine. In seconds, her fingers had snaked underneath his waistband, pushing it down to expose his hard cock. Having this raw meat in her grip was breathtaking and she loved stroking it.

But it felt so good and Sadler was already so aroused that he was afraid if he allowed her to handle him much more she'd have a mess in her hands. Instead, he sat up and slipped between her legs. Her pussy was wet and shiny and he couldn't help but touch his hand to her again. Likewise, she wouldn't let go of his raging hard on, and it almost became a contest: her pulling on his cock, him fingering her pussy.

To prevent any prematurity, Sadler bent down to again enjoy the succulent flavor of Rebecca's tasty lips. The positioning happily caused his ready penis to slide into her waiting vagina as though it had a purpose of its own. Regardless, she purred her delight. Naturally, he began thrusting, slowly, steadily, and purposefully; as though only he could do it.

Sadler pumped away to Rebecca's accepting moans. It felt so good, so natural, so much like it was supposed to be that he lost control, pulled out and spurted cum all over her pussy and abdominal area. Surprisingly, his erection did not deflate so he slid his cock back in and continued fucking her, knowing that he needed to bring her to orgasm.

Now, he thrust harder and faster. Rebecca threw her head back loving every moment that he was inside her. She reached down, dipping her fingers in the puddle of semen on her belly and used the gooey liquid to flick her clit. The combination of his penis and her cum-coated digit had her climaxing in seconds. She couldn't help but to manifest that orgasm with loud moaning and groaning. Throwing her head back, something in her subconscious reminded her that they were not alone in the house, but at the moment she could have cared less.

Rebecca's coming was an aphrodisiac in itself, and much to Sadler's surprise, he pulled out and dribbled more cum on her already saturated abdomen. The mewling from her throat signified her pleasure over his second deposit. Lifting her head she saw his still hard cock wet and shiny with a cocktail of their juices. She reached out and grabbed the base of his shaft so as not to disturb the coating, and used it to pull him it to her. She guided him directly into her mouth so she could slurp the delicious mixture off of him.

Any notion his cock had of deflating was dashed when she announced, "I want to come again."

Sadler was only too happy to oblige, surprised by his own stamina, yet knowing it was because he was making love to the love of his life. She was still on her back, so he lifted her leg and entered again from behind.

"Fuck me hard," Rebecca demanded.

Sadler complied causing her to writhe around. He reached for her clit, which was already sensitive, but she had to grab his hand to temper the pressure he applied. Again with no concern for anyone else in the house, Rebecca cried as though in agony, but it was really the sweetest, most intense pleasure she had ever known. In record time, she exploded again, this time more profound, more ardent, more impassioned.

Sweating profusely and breathing heavily, having no patience to calm down, Rebecca grabbed the sides of the admiral's head and pulled him up, devouring his lips.

Savoring the kiss, Sadler did not pull out of her. He had no more energy to continue, even though he was still hard, and yet, he felt he belonged inside her.

"Do you love me?" Rebecca asked.

"More than you could possibly imagine."

"Do you still want me?"

"There is nothing I have ever wanted more."

"Then I'm yours as long as you'll have me because I do really love you, too."

THE END