Take me back
One week later, he was finally home.
The trip felt like it lasted forever, even though it hadn't. Seven days wasn’t much in the grand scheme of things, but it was a lot when it came to missing Sol. Even though they called almost every day, it still wasn’t the same. That was how love felt sometimes.
Now that he was back, Chet couldn’t wait to see her again. He texted her first thing after leaving the airport, feeling all warm and fuzzy inside.
Be back at eight, he sent.
Sol sent back a heart and also, I’ll be waiting for you in the bedroom.
Now that really got a guy going. Chet looked forward to it.
“I’m home,” he called out, then kicked off his shoes and made a beeline for the bedroom. The moment he opened the door, he was promptly greeted by Sol in nothing but a robe.
Chet blinked and looked again.
Sol, pretty, pretty Sol whom he missed so much, was lying on the bed in a sheer robe, light pink with lace at the edges. It flowed down her figure and ended mid-thigh, showing creamy, silk-smooth legs coquettishly crossed over each other. Sol’s hands were by her side but her face was flushed, which made him think they had previously been in other, sweeter places.
“Hi,” he choked out.
“Welcome home.” Sol smiled and made a come hither gesture with her hand. “Come here, Chet.”
Damn. And he’d barely been back for five minutes.
He all but ran to her side. Sitting on the bed, his eyes raked over her body, openly staring at the treat in front of him. “Wow,” he said, awed. “Is this all for me?”
“Of course it is.” Sol gave him a sultry look and cupped his jaw. “I missed you a lot.” Then she leaned in, giving him a kiss that was heated from the very beginning. She pushed forward passionately, lips parting against his, and Chet felt sparks go down his spine.
In hindsight, he should’ve expected this. The entire time he was gone, Sol had called him every night, voice dropping to seductive tones halfway. Even though he’d been the one to suggest phone sex, she was the one who kept asking for it.
Sol was really pent up, and when she got in the mood, all Chet could do was try his best to keep up. She was going to demand everything from him tonight and if that was what he had to do, then he would.
He gripped her shoulders and kissed back firmly, pressing their tongues against each other. Chet deepened the kiss and felt his body go hot with desire. Heat coiled in his stomach and he knew it was going to be a long night.
Sol pulled away first. She looked at him with undisguised longing, then pushed him down on the bed. Now she was the one sitting up, leaning over him as she whispered in his ear.
“I’m taking the lead tonight,” she breathed.
Licking her lips, she stared down at him. Her eyes were that of a predator and Chet was the cute little bunny she caught. “You’ve worked so hard and now you’re finally back. I should reward myself for waiting.”
A shiver went through him. Sol was going to eat him up, absolutely devour him, and it was exactly what he deserved. Chet was looking forward to it.
A hand snaked down his body, unbuttoning his shirt and easing down the zipper of his pants. She stripped him efficiently, then ran her hands down his chest, caressing him until she reached his cock. With a firm grip, Sol took it in her hand and began jerking him off.
She was too good to him. Sol knew exactly how he liked it and wasted no time hitting all his good spots. Handjobs from her were a dream, the heavenly sensation of fingers running along his shaft, rubbing the head and playing with his balls. Her other hand was on his chest, adding to the feeling of being touched all over.
Chet closed his eyes and savoured it. “Mm, keep going,” he said. “Feels great...”
It didn’t take long at all, not when he’d gone without her touch for an entire week. With Sol pressed up against him, touching his cock like it was gold, there was no way he could last. No way at all.
With a pleasured groan, Chet came in her hand, Sol milking him through it.
When he opened his eyes, Sol was licking the cum from her fingers. Chet suddenly noticed her nails, perfectly manicured with clear-pink polish. Now those picture perfect nails were dirty with cum.
“Wow,” Chet mumbled, dazed.
Sol smiled. Then she settled on top of him, straddling his waist. “We’re not done yet,” she said cheerfully. “The first one’s so you can last longer.”
Chet laughed nervously, hoping he wouldn’t betray her expectations. They seemed especially high tonight. “I’ll do my best,” he said. It was all he could say.
“Good.” Sol wiggled her hips against his crotch, smile taking on a sharp edge. In a smooth motion, she shrugged off her robe and ran her hands over her body. “I’ll help you get it up again. Just watch.”
With that, she arched her back and pushed out her chest. Cupping her breasts, she squeezed with flushed cheeks.
Sol was putting on a show for him and Chet loved the sight. He watched with rapt attention as she ran her fingers over her nipples and shivered. The way she fondled herself made a familiar heat stir within him and Chet knew he was getting hard.
“Let me touch you,” he begged.
“No,” Sol said. Looking down at him with a glint in her eye, she touched her body and moaned, putting herself on display before him. She played with her breasts like Chet would, imitating his touch but not allowing the real thing.
The sight was amazing. Chet watched with open hunger and made a desperate noise as her hands traveled downwards.
Sol stopped and grinned. She moved her hands lower, running along her stomach to her crotch. Grinding backwards, she made a pleased noise when his erection pressed against her ass. “Good,” she said and positioned herself on top of it. “I want my daily dose of vitamin C.”
“Vitamin C?”
“Vitamin Chet,” she snapped. “Now give me your dick.” With that, she lowered herself on his cock in a fluid motion.
Immediately, he was enveloped in a hot, wet tightness. Sol was taking him so smoothly that he knew she’d prepared. “You got ready for me,” he gasped. The very thought was enough to make his dick throb. “How much did you finger yourself?”
Sol looked at him with the horniest look he’d ever seen on her face. “A lot,” she said shamelessly. “Didn’t feel this good.”
She didn’t waste another second. Thighs trembling, Sol rolled her hips, fucking herself on his cock. Her eyes closed in pleasure as it hit all the good spots inside her.
Every time she moved, her breasts jiggled up and down and the sight got Chet even harder. Sol seemed to feel it too, if the gasp she let out was any indication. “You’re big,” she moaned, open mouthed and panting as she bounced on his cock. “This is exactly what I want.”
“You’re big,” Chet muttered with a strangled whine. He bent his legs and shifted the angle, thrusting hard.
Immediately, Sol whimpered and pitched forwards, catching herself with shaky arms. “Yes,” she cried out. “Right there.” With a flustered look on her face, she lifted herself before slamming back down again.
Chet moaned at the way she tightened on his cock. His hands came up to squeeze her butt possessively, kneading into the flesh.
He felt hot and frantic, like nothing in the world mattered but the way Sol was riding him. Jolts of arousal went through him every time she squeezed around him, and Chet couldn’t stop the desperate way he drove into her.
It was so sexy to see Sol enjoying herself like this. Sol wasn’t usually this forceful but when she was, he didn’t mind at all. He’d let her use his dick any time she wanted.
“Just focus on feeling good,” he grunted. “I’ll give you everything you want.”
“Please,” Sol begged. Her eyelids fluttered and she clutched his shoulders, panting into his ear. “It’s been so long. I missed you, I missed you so much.” She closed her eyes and moaned, moving in little jolts. Desperate noises came out of her mouth as she begged to be fucked. “Come in me, please, I want you to.”
Chet tried to resist, he really did, but he was gone the moment Sol said those words. His mind went blank as he came, a wave of lightning overwhelming his entire body. With one last, hard thrust, he pulsed and spilled inside of her, filling her with seed.
Sol fucked herself through it, rolling her hips even as he came. She clenched around him and refused to let go, riding him like her life depended on it. Chet understood - before Sol got her orgasm, she was going to keep using his body.
Well, he couldn’t let his lady do all the work. With an oversensitive, overheated sensation, he grabbed her waist and kept moving. “Do it,” he gasped. “Come for me.”
“Oh, oh god, Chet…” Now it was his turn to make Sol see stars. Sol shuddered and collapsed against him, hiding her face in his shoulder. Chet felt her go tense as she came, a high moan escaping her. Cum splashed onto his stomach and he groaned weakly.
Sol raised herself up by the elbows and gave him a dazed, happy look. “That felt so good.”
As he regained coherence, he noticed Sol was teasingly drawing patterns on his chest with her finger. Chet smiled and put his arm around her. “I’m gonna sleep well tonight,” he said contently.
Sol looked at him in confusion. “What do you mean? The night isn’t over yet.”
Chet froze.
“We have an entire week to make up for...”