Chapter 14 - When to let go?

14.

They stared out over the Mississippi from one of the living room windows of Sutton’s pent house condo. Greysen’s arms wrapped tightly around hers, fingers interlocked, and her back curved into the front of his warm naked body.

With nothing left to do in Ponchatoula but wait, they’d decided to come back home to New Orleans and enjoy their new found romance while Sutton was still on break.

“I don’t want to leave you again,” Sutton whispered as she nestled her cheek to Greysen’s large solid chest.

“I don’t want to lose you again, my love, but this time I will be here waiting when you get back. This is your dream, this was our dream and you’ve made it…”

She turned in his embrace and looked into his amethyst eyes that caught the beam of moonlight flooding through the window, making them glow and twinkle like two precious gems. She smiled instantly looking into those rare and breathtaking eyes.

“You’re beauty astounds me. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to it.”

Greysen smiled and leaned into a soft, plush kiss.

“You are my dream, Greysen…I love my music, but I was happier playing that night in the bar than I have been this whole time doing tours and concerts and studio recordings…I want to go back. I want it to be just me and you and our music, together again. I don’t care about the rest. I don’t want it, any of it. It’s what I’d dreamed of before I knew what I really wanted. It’s not at all what I expected.”

Greysen lifted her chin to look her in the eyes as he saw the glistening drop fall to the mound of smooth olive skin of her naked breasts that were pressed to him.

“What happened, my love? Why are you crying?”

“I’ve lost you so many times already and I can’t stand the thought of even being away from you for another second. I would not be able to concentrate out there, without you. I need you with me, always. This was supposed to be something we did together. We dreamed of doing this together, not like this…”

“Well, a lot of things we’d planned didn’t exactly go our way, but what matters now is that I will always be with you. Even if you have to go finish this tour…”

She pressed the length of her body against his so they were touching in a long, firm line from shoulder to knees. “No, with me, physically, not just emotionally, not just in my heart and in my head. I need your body touching mine. I need to feel your skin, smooth, warm and alive pressed to mine. I want this,” she reached down grabbing that large, soft flesh in her hand, “inside me, in my mouth, between my legs, all over my body. I can’t be away from you again. I love you, Greysen. I love you so much my body aches; my heart feels like it will explode right out of my chest when I’m not touching you.”

His eyes fluttered with the grasp of her hand then he looked down to her pleading eyes. “I love you so much, Sutton. There are not words to describe how very much I love you. You’ve been the sun, and I a planet that could not survive without you, for twenty-two years. Even when you couldn’t see me, when you didn’t know I existed, my life revolved around you. I will be your moon, ever constant in the night sky, lighting your path when everything else around you is lost in darkness. I will be your sun, and warm your beautiful face. I will be your rain when you are hot, to fall upon your skin and bring you relief when you need it most. I will be your rock, steadfast, strong, unbreakable, and be there for you to rest upon when your feet will no longer lead you forward. I am yours, completely. If you really want to give it up for me, I support you. I support anything,” he kissed her softly, “everything you want, you need. I can’t imagine not feeling your naked body pressed against mine as we sleep. I can’t imagine standing alone in that shower without your smooth skin to touch, caress, lick,” he licked her tongue with a soft full sweep of his own, “I can’t imagine not tasting you every day, your sweet and delicious mouth,” he kissed her in one deep glide of his tongue, “your amazing, sumptuous,” his hand slid between their bodies, cupping her between the legs and slipping a finger between her lips in a firm, slow slide.

She let out a small moan as he did the same. Sutton began to stroke him in her hand, feeling him grow solid and stiff while his finger glided fluently between her legs. Greysen licked a long, wet line from her mouth, down her neck to the middle of her breasts as he dropped to his knees before her. His hands ran up her body and cupped her breasts as he began to trace one with his tongue and lay gentle kisses after each slide of velvety tongue. He worked his way around each breast until he came to her nipple. He kissed it softly with a press of his lush lips before parting them just slightly to slip his tongue between them with each kiss that followed, giving her nipple an embrace with his tongue. He kissed each one while his hand massaged the one he wasn’t licking until he pressed her nipples together and sucked them into his mouth where he flicked his tongue in thick lines. He released them from his mouth to move down but not before taking each one individually and pulling as much of her breast into his mouth as possible so he could roll her nipple around with his tongue as he slowly allowed it spill from his mouth, wet and hard.

Sutton hands stroked through Greysen’s soft, black curls of hair that were highlighted with deep blue streaks from the full moon outside the glass wall. She watched him slowly working his way down her body, his hands gracing each piece of skin on her backside in light caresses to match the work his velvet tongue was performing on the front.

He kissed his way down her hip, his hands settling on her tight, curvy ass. He placed soft kisses with a slip of tongue inch by inch from one hip to the other so low that only a thought kept him away from the quivering soft skin growing wet in pulses of silky moisture. He worked his way back from her hip to the spot right in the center below her pubic bone with the same tongue parted kisses. He followed the line down with those kisses, one slow press and slide of tongue at a time. Kiss…tongue…kiss…tongue, until he had to spread her legs to follow the natural line carved into her body. He used his hands, tracing her silken skin down her ass to her thighs so he could push them open just a bit and get his face exactly where he wanted it. His hands found their way slowly back up to her ass as he used nothing but his lips and tongue to spread her open and lick that line back up in a slow, tender sweep of his tongue. He kissed her clit, once, twice, and on the third drew it into his mouth to roll it around on his tongue. He rolled it a few times, enveloping it fully with his tongue and then began to kiss her the way he kisses her mouth - deep long kisses, using tongue and lips. He pulled back every so often for one more soft press of lips or just a hover, tracing her clit and lips with his mouth, letting his warm breath glide over her soaking wet spot, sending a chill that radiated from that spot and rushed out through her body ending in her clenched fingers and toes.

Her hands stayed firm on his head, her hips circling with the motion of his kisses. His eyes rolled up to see her watching him enjoying her, tasting her, sucking her like the sweetest piece of candy, and he smiled, causing those startling violet eyes to glow.

“You’re eyes look so fucking sexy like that,” she whispered in a breathless pant, looking down to the eyes that sucked the moonlight from the room the way he sucked her energy from between her legs.

He moved just enough to speak against her throbbing flesh. “My view is pretty spectacular from here.” He placed a single kiss. “I love to eat your pussy, baby.” He ran a light sweep of tongue. “Your pussy is so delicious,” kiss, “mouth-watering,” kiss, “I could stay here all day and just lick you,” lick, “taste you, make you come over and over in my mouth.”

He dove back into her dripping wet, soft pussy like he couldn’t get enough of it. A low rumbling growl resonated through his chest, vibrating her in his mouth and making her entire body convulse.

“Uhhhh, Greysen…you’re unbelievable.” Her knees began to shake and she grabbed two thick handfuls of hair. He swept one arm under her ass and wrapped the other around her back as he lifted her in one swift motion, never releasing her from his kiss. He walked her over to the kitchen counter and laid her on her back as he climbed up with her in his mouth.

“Come to me, baby. Let me suck your dick while you lick me.”

Greysen turned his body so his legs straddled her face. She cupped his firm ass in her hands and lowered him to her mouth so she could make-out with the soft, silky skin between his testicles and his ass first. That rock hard, beautiful muscle pressed between her breasts as they kissed each other simultaneously; sucking, licking, pulling that skin into their mouths and rolling it around with their tongues until they both cried out with pleasure.

Greysen lifted his ass just slightly as Sutton worked her way up the length of him, licking long, wet lines up his tightened sack and hard, smooth shaft. He pulled his face from between her thighs to watch her when she got to the tip of him. He continued tracing her softly with his fingers, looking down between their bodies and watching Sutton sucking on his luscious head while stroking him with one hand and massaging the soft skin between with the other.

“You look like you’re enjoying that,” he said as he smiled down at her.

“Ummm,” she grazed her tongue over his head, “that doesn’t cover it,” she licked the length of him, “I love your gorgeous, thick, cock in my mouth. It’s so beautiful, like you, and it taste so good, feels so good in my mouth.” She took him down and deep throated him until the base of him touched her lips. His neck bowed and eyes fluttered as he began to pump himself in and out of her mouth with her encouragement of her hands on his ass.

He leaned back into her pussy and shoved two fingers inside of her while sucking on her clit and fucking her mouth. Her legs wrapped his head and her thighs pressed against his cheeks as those two fingers worked that sensitive spot inside her body.



They kept rhythm with each other even as they began to accelerate with the rush of orgasm riding their bodies. They sucked each other deeper into their mouths with the outward explosion of pleasure and screamed around the flesh of each other filling their mouths until neither could breathe.

When Sutton’s thighs released his face, Greysen rolled off, turning and pressing his body to hers so he could kiss her mouth. Sutton reached down and grabbed that still wet, throbbing muscle. They kissed while Sutton stroked Greysen, getting him back up, hard and ready.

“Bring that back here, I didn’t have enough,” she breathed into his mouth.

Greysen kissed her one more time, deep and slow, then rose on his knees, straddling her stomach, to give her his cock, firm and ready again.

“Where do you want it?”

“Right here,” she said as she brought her breasts together.

Greysen gave her that purely sexual, devilish smirk as he moved himself over her chest, settling his swollen shaft between her breasts. She raised her head just a tad and began sucking on his immense, succulent head. Greysen held himself there for just a minute, watching her roll her tongue over and around then pull it into her mouth and kiss it like it was his mouth.

She tightened her breasts around him. They were large enough that they enveloped all his thickness in a soft circle of flesh as he began to thrust himself between them and further into her mouth with each push of his hips. The wetness from her mouth carried on his shaft, lubricating the skin between her breasts, making each thrust smoother as he glided himself over, between her and into her; fucking her breasts and her mouth at the same time. His upper body curved over her, resting his hands on the bar on either side of her head and he watched her tight, firm, but soft breasts holding him as her hands would; her warm, sexy mouth kissing and licking with each thrust and it didn’t take long to bring him again.

His pushes became a bit longer; with each withdrawal from her mouth he’d pull back enough to have his head get swallowed by her breasts so as he pushed back in, that soft mound of flesh would caress his head fully before it found the warm wetness of her mouth again. Each stroke grew a bit quicker and his back lowered, pushing himself deeper into her as a loud ragged moan tore from his chest and he spilled hot and thick into her mouth and over her breasts. His breath caught in his throat and came back out in a shaky, heavy escape of air. He sat back, removing his body from hers, as to not crush her with his enormous, solid frame, and a shudder ran through him from head to toe.

“You’re phenomenal.” He laughed lightly looking down at her smiling face.

She ran her fingers slowly through his thick, warm liquid pouring down her chest and over her breasts, enjoying the feel of it caressing her body.

“Did that feel good, my love?” she asked as she licked one of her fingers covered in his come. Greysen let out a shaky laugh and a heavy breath.

“Oh, my God...you never cease to amaze me.”

He jumped off the counter and picked her up, cradling her in his arms.

“Let’s go get you cleaned up, you sexy, delicious woman.”

He walked them to the bathroom kissing her mouth, his liquid pressing between their bodies, but he didn’t care.

He turned on the water to fill the white porcelain Jacuzzi tub and began to light the candles that encircled it while she grabbed a couple of towels from the closet.

He turned to her, her back facing him and looked upon the long, sexy lines of her body. The candlelight made draping shadows of her body over the white walls and made her skin shimmer with an angelic radiance.

Sutton turned to face Greysen and saw his eyes full of tears. She walked over to him as one spilled over and streamed down his cheek.

“Baby?” She spoke lightly as she wiped the tear from his cheek but that only made the others follow its path.

He pulled her into his body, wrapping his arms around her tightly, holding her like she’d escape if he let go. “I can’t believe I’ve lived without you for so long. I don’t know how I’ve survived…I won’t lose you again. I won’t be without you another second. If you’re sure that’s what you want…”

“I’m sure. I want you more than anything in the world. I thought that life, fame, tours, life on the road was what I wanted but I just want you…you are my life.”

“As you are mine, and I will do anything to keep it that way.”

Sutton stretched on tiptoe as he leaned into her and began to kiss her with such desperation; like he could climb inside her body and stay there forever. He lifted her and she wrapped her legs around his waist, her breasts pressed firmly to his chest, his swelling cock pressed to her stomach. He stood there, holding her, kissing her, embracing her, for a long minute as the tub filled.

Without losing that continuous kiss, they climbed into the tub full of hot water. Greysen sat with Sutton on his lap, the water flowing just over their chests. She lifted herself and slowly slid his hard shaft inside her tight, wet body. Even though the water in the tub tended to dry things up more than lubricate, she had enough of her own silky wetness to do the job. She worked herself onto him slowly, pulsing shallowly over his head while he massaged her now cleaned breasts, still embracing her in that never slowing kiss.

She rode him slowly in the tub until her legs were like jelly. Their eyes never left each other’s, even when they kissed. When the water began to get cold, he carried her to their bed and continued to make love to her, tenderly, with long, gentle, circling thrusts, all the way in and all the way out. He caressed that sensitive spot inside her body with each deep plunge as his pubic bone circled over her clit. He brought her over and over in total body convulsing orgasm after orgasm, and with each one of hers he also spilled himself into her.

The sun flooded the bedroom in an orange, blinding blaze, filtering through the windows which were as tall as the interior brick walls, but they didn’t stop. They had nowhere else to be. Nothing else right now took precedence over their love, their need to make-up for the seven years they’d lost, their insatiable appetite to touch, kiss and lick every square inch of each other’s bodies; and they did.

Days and nights passed without any other thought than each other. They’d lost track of what day of the week it was. They lived in a world of unadulterated love, ravenous sexual desire and the utmost gratification. They slept very little and ate only when they’d realized that they couldn’t remember the last time they’d eaten. Even that didn’t stop them from their inexhaustible desire for one another. They turned the food into part of their foreplay; licking, sucking and eating it from each other’s bodies. Each new experience led into another - another way to love each other, to feel each other, to meld their bodies as one.

It was late afternoon; they only knew because of the placement of the sun. All phones, TV, radio - except for the music that played while making love - had been off since they’d arrived back in New Orleans.

“There’s some place I’d like to take you.” Greysen spoke against her lips as they lay intertwined under the fluffy white comforter.

“Where’s that?”

“It’s a surprise. Come on. Let’s get dressed.”

“Ugh, do we have to?” she groaned and then began laughing.

“I know, trust me, I could stay here forever but there’s something I want to show you.”

Greysen rolled out of bed and picked Sutton up, placing her on her feet before him, his arms secure around her waist. “Come on, baby. You’ll love it. It’ll be worth it.”

Sutton smiled up at the strikingly beautiful man in her arms. “If it’s worth leaving this, I gotta see it!”

They strolled down the Riverwalk hand in hand, talking, laughing, and watching other couples doing the same. The day was beautiful and clear, and surprisingly it was not deathly hot for July in New Orleans. The wind cascading from the river over the raised concrete levee was warm and comforting and brought that familiar touch of moisture to the otherwise dry air.

It wasn’t until they were out and about that they’d, well, Sutton, realized that it was the Fourth of July. At first seeing the plethora of red, white and blue haired people walking around didn’t occur to her as peculiar; it was New Orleans. But when she started seeing people dressed up as the Statue of Liberty and dogs wearing red, white and blue, then all the additional booths selling flags…she finally put it all together. One man painted his body like the American Flag; his chest was blue with white stars and the red and white stripes followed his legs all the way down, covering his little Speedo and all the way out to his flip flopped toes. People were everywhere enjoying the many festivities along the Riverwalk celebrating Independence Day.

Their feet followed the brick path towards the dock where the steamboats waited to be filled with tourists for the night cruise down the Mississippi.

“Are we?” Sutton looked over at the Steamboat Natchez, a three-story white steamboat with bright red trim, loading passengers.

“Have you been yet?” Greysen asked with a glorious bright smile.

“No, I’ve been wanting to…just never had the time.”

“Well, we’re making the time now.”

Sutton smiled and picked up the pace a bit to catch up to the last passengers stepping onto the ramp leading to the boat.

They walked up to the observation deck on the second story and over to the balcony that faced the west side of the river. The bridge in the distance connecting New Orleans to Algiers was packed with vehicles that looked tiny enough to grab. The brilliant deep orange and red sun was low in the sky barely dipping itself into the river that was one with the horizon. It looked as if it melted upon its descent into the river instead of only falling behind it. The sky was glowing in vibrant shades of deep blue, purple and pink which all blended down into that majestic orange haze bleeding out from the setting sun causing the river to sparkle like millions of tiny shimmering multi-hued diamonds.

“It’s so beautiful out here,” Sutton said as she looked at Greysen who was staring at her.

“Yes, it is…the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” He traced his fingertips across her cheek, down her jaw line and back, running his fingers through her hair until his hand was behind her head. He leaned into her and they kissed. It started as just a chaste touch of lips, soft, gentle. But as their lips parted and they shared a breath, their hearts stuttered and Greysen slipped his velvet tongue between her lips to feel hers. His other arm wrapped around her waist and he pulled her tightly against his body. They stood on the balcony before the setting sun and kissed as if their world would end after that moment.

The other passengers slowly began to disperse as the sun set. When there was no one left on the deck except the two of them, Greysen pulled back from the kiss as he stared intently and adoringly into her eyes and placed both of her hands in his.

“My love…”

“Yes?” Sutton asked in a light whisper.

“I am so thankful for you. I can’t believe after all this time that you’ve come back into my life and love me still. You are the reason I wake up, the reason I breathe, the reason my heart still beats. I don’t want to spend another second without you in my life, by my side,” he dropped to his knee and pulled a ring from his pocket; Sutton’s mouth dropped, “Sutton Emma Grey, will you marry me?”