Chapter Eight 179

Chapter Eight

Tracker

The first night was tiring since I needed to stay late to see if he left his home again. Once he came home from work, he stayed home. I could see the flicker of his television outside the windows in the front. Hopefully the next few nights would be this easy.

Trying to be as quiet as I could when I returned to the hotel, I tiptoed into the room so I didn't wake up Cait. She was so sweet looking lying in the bed in her panties and t-shirt. I knew she shouldn't be there, but damn I wanted her.

Cait

I'd laid down for just a few seconds, or so I thought. When he slid in beside me, I felt his arms wrap around me like a snake catching its prey.

His rough, calloused hands slid up under my shirt, my nipples standing at attention at his ministrations. Moaning throatily, he knew he was making me hot. Sliding down my body, he slid my panties down with him. His mouth kissed me on my pussy like he was kissing my mouth. I'd never had anyone do that before.

Not until him .

I do not know if it is the close bond, or he is just that filthy, but I would not trade it for the world. It did not matter to me what other people would think… at least not while I was in the throes of absolute ecstasy. In the morning, I might feel some guilt. But that’s tomorrow Cait’s problem. For now, I was going to enjoy every dirty deed he wanted to perform with me… or to me.

His tongue swiped all the way up my slit. I was uncontrollably moaning like a damn banshee. I locked my legs around his neck while he face fucked me, riding him, soaking him with my juices.

It's not like I have had tons of lovers, but Tracker is by far the best I have ever had. When my orgasm hit, if he didn't hold onto me, I think I would've fell on the floor. My legs were weak like jelly. This man then wrapped me in his arms and held me in bed. To look at him, no one would expect him to be a post coital cuddler.

Tracker

Holding Cait, I knew I had it bad. She drifted off to sleep in my arms. I kept trying to tell myself I was not a good person, so I could walk away from her, but so far it isn't happening .

We were acting like teenagers on a tremendous high. But at some point, we were going to take a fall. A deep plunge into reality. We couldn’t continue. People are cruel and I did not want her getting hurt because of our relationship.