Natalie laid her hands on his broad shoulders as he pressed her back against the wooden piling, his hands bracketing her back to protect her.
She met his gaze for only the briefest of moments, but there was no denying the need in his gaze. His blue eyes had darkened to almost midnight and glittered in the moonlight, alive with emotion.
She trailed her hands down to his chest and cupped his pecs. His nipples were hard beneath her hands and she teased them with her fingers, dragging a rough groan from him and the rock of his hips against her belly.
“I want you,” she said and moved her hands across his lean abs, tracing the ridges with her fingers before she reached the snap on his jeans.
“I want you, too,” he said and brought one hand around to cup her breast and play with her nipple, tugging and rotating it the way she liked. Sending sharp shots of pleasure to her clit, which was throbbing for his touch.
She fumbled with the snap on his jeans, but then quickly worked down the zipper and freed him from his briefs and the jeans.
His dick was long, smooth, and hard in her hand and she stroked him roughly, knowing how he liked it. Loving the long loud groan as she worked him and he tweaked her nipple even harder, making her gasp with pleasure.
She couldn’t wait any more.
She took hold of his hand and urged it beneath her skirt. He shook as he found her center and shifted aside the small scrap of lace that was her panty to ease a finger into her.
His cock jerked in her hand as he said, “Fuck, you’re so wet. So hot, Nat.”
“Come inside, Chase,” she urged and he dipped down to ease beneath the hem of her dress.
She guided him to her center, where he paused and met her gaze. “Are you sure, Nat?”
“I’m sure, Chase. I want you. Now. Inside me.”
With one sure stroke, he plunged deep, driving her up against the piling with the force of his possession.
They both gasped as he held still, keeping her pinned there for long moments before he finally withdrew and then plunged into her again.
Oh God, it had been so long since they’d been together. Months between their separation and the time before that, when they’d both gone their separate ways in their too busy lives.
With each sure move of his hips, she remembered how good it had been between them before. How he filled her body so perfectly and could bring her such pleasure. How they’d once been so in tune with each other, both physically and emotionally.
She dug her hands into his shoulders, urging him on and he cupped her buttocks to drive ever harder, his hips grinding into her until she was almost there. Almost at the peak and ready to go.
***
Her body contracted around him, increasing the friction against his dick as he stroked in and out of her, savoring the feel of her. Enjoying the perfection of her body moving in time to his.
She was close to her climax. Her body on edge and trembling.
He was almost there as well.
Just another stroke. Just a little more to feel all of her.
Chase groaned as he buried himself deep and she arched her back and dug her nails into his flesh.
That little bite of pleasure/pain pushed him to the edge, but he wanted her to fall over with him.
He reached between them and found her clit, caressed it as he drove in again and again and she met him with each thrust until with one final surge, she cried out her release and pulled him into ecstasy with her.
He lingered inside her, savoring the aftershocks of her climax until the last little waves of it ebbed and he reluctantly retreated, but he didn’t leave her side.
Gathering her into his arms, he reversed their positions and lowered them to the sand, Natalie tucked against him on his lap. They were both breathing heavily until little by little, some calm returned.
Her head was tucked just beneath his chin and she rested her hand on his chest. Stroked her hand back and forth lovingly above his heart which still raced from the passion they’d shared.
“That was . . . nice,” she said, a little too hesitantly.
“Just nice?” he asked in a semi-teasing tone, because he’d call it a lot of things – earth shattering, amazing, unbelievable – but not just nice.
She chuckled and looked up at him. “If I said anything else, you might get a little too cocky.”
Considering that his cock was still tucked against her warm moist center beneath the privacy of her dress skirt, he was just fine with anything involving his cock. In response to her and those thoughts, his balls tightened and his dick jerked to life again.
Arching an eyebrow and glancing down toward his lap, she said, “Really? So soon?”
“You know how I like to please,” he kidded, although that was maybe part of the problem in their relationship. He’d been so busy trying to please at work that he’d forgotten about trying to please her. He intended to change that for the future.
She eyeballed him, as if trying to make sure that he was serious, and as if realizing that he truly meant it, she said, “Is that a key in your pocket because I can tell you’re happy to see me.”
He grinned at her jest. “That other hard thing down there is most certainly a key. To a room in our inn. That is if you’d like to come and spend some more time with me.”
***
Normally Natalie would have been a little pissed that he’d made such a presumption and reserved the room, but then again, at one time she’d liked his Boy Scout-always-be-prepared ways. She had known she could always rely on him which was a good thing.
And just like he was obviously trying to change, she had to as well. Making this marriage work wasn’t a one-way street and she’d gotten too uptight about him always taking the lead. Sometimes it was nice, like tonight.
“I do and I’m glad you got the room. That place has a lot of special memories for us.”
“It does,” he said and cupped her cheek lovingly, applying gentle pressure to tilt her head up so he could kiss her.
Unlike their earlier wild and impassioned kisses, this was one filled with tenderness and caring. With optimism and expectation.
She freed herself to those emotions and to his kiss, relishing the lightness filling her heart. Praying that the night would breathe life back into their foundering marriage.
Over and over she met his kiss until with a shaky breath, he pulled away and said, “I’ve missed you so.”
She remembered her earlier anger and fought it back, accepting his statement for what it was and not any kind of pressure. “I’ve missed you, too.”
He hesitated for a second and she hated that she was a big part of the reason for his uncertainty. To ease the moment, she skimmed her fingers across his jaw and to his lips, where she silenced him with her index finger.
“I’d like to go to the room now. I hope you’d like to also.”
Beneath her finger his smile grew bright. It was that sexy boyish smile she remembered from the night they’d first met right on this boardwalk.
They rose as one and she stayed close to give him some privacy as he carefully covered up his semi-erect cock beneath the restrictive fabric of the jeans.
When he was decent, they strolled hand-in-hand away from Asbury Park and onto the Ocean Grove beachfront.
Without the many restaurants and shops along the boardwalk, it was quieter here. More peaceful and that serenity slipped into her soul, bringing a tranquility she hadn’t felt in a long time.
It had used to be like that with him during simpler times. Before so many other things got in the way of their love.
She tightened her hold on his hand and he glanced down at her, smiled that delicious smile again.
She grinned back, happy for these moments together. Not wanting them to end. Not wanting to rush them which gave her an idea.
With a quick look to see where they were, she said, “How about some ice cream?”
Surprise registered on his features before he teased, “Think I need to cool down?”
Chuckling, she playfully swung their hands. “Everything is always better with ice cream.”