Take Me by Alice Stark

              A new coral pink swimsuit and a fresh Brazilian wax seemed the perfect way to kick off summer. I smiled inwardly, that wax would be put to good use once Henry arrived. Since we began dating fairly informally I had a permanent smile plastered on my face. I loved how laid back he was about everything, if I wanted to stay in or go out, it didn’t matter to him, he went with the flow. He seemed happy to just be with me. It certainly helped that we clicked sexually, meaning it was the foremost thing on our minds all the time. His hands and mouth were so self assured when they worked my body to crazy bliss, I couldn’t get enough. Plus he was very inventive, randomly implementing whatever he found laying around as a restraint or blindfold. As of late my underwear had been used to bind my wrists and I think I had a dish towel obscuring my vision in the kitchen the other night.
                  Our schedules had been very cooperative as well, he was a new cop so he had all the terrible overnight shifts that most people shunned. I was bartending my way through grad school which meant I also had the night shifts, that left our days open to each other. When we were both at work it wasn’t uncommon for us to check in with each other with a dirty text or two. By the time the sun came up and he was getting off his shift, I was dying to get off as well and would attack him when he came through the door. Pretty sure that was pre-meditated seduction on his part, but I really didn’t care. I was a little surprised he hadn’t pushed to label our relationship, but I guess that was just his easy going nature because he certainly seemed interested.
                  The side I had been most interested in getting to know more of lately was this dominant sex god that he would pull out of nowhere and take my breath away with. I had no clue what I was getting into when we started hanging out, he seemed so mellow. The first time he took me, because it cannot be confused with a mutual love making situation, this man controlled me and my pleasure from start to finish, I was enthralled. Henry knew my body better than I did, but then again he was the one experimenting with it constantly, I don’t think I had used my vibrator in weeks. Poor thing was probably collecting dust I giggled to myself.
                  Speak of the devil, I thought to myself, as I heard him coming through the kitchen to the backyard where I was laid out next to the pool. “Morning love,” he murmured and bent down to kiss me softly, just a whisper, but somehow he put so much promise in such a small amount of contact. I closed my eyes and breathed in his cologne, a mix of something citrusy and cedar.
                  “How was work?” I politely inquired while sitting up cross legged, hoping vainly he would notice my new wax.
                  “Uneventful,” he shrugged and I saw his gaze zero in on the small amount of smooth skin that was visible around the edges of my swimsuit. He sucked in his full bottom lip and his mouth quirked up a little as I could see the wheels turning in his head. “I’ll be checking that out once we go back inside.” He nodded towards my silken, sensitive flesh and a little shiver of pleasure ran through me, there was no question in his voice, he would be between my legs whenever he chose and he knew it.
    The moment he peeled off his t shirt to reveal his well developed abs my eyes were drawn to the little dark treasure trail leading down to his low slung trunks then to the indistinct shape of the mouth watering cock I knew resided there. I lost all focus but wanting him buried to the hilt inside of me. His dark eyes followed the direction of mine and he smirked knowingly, “Keep eyeballing my cock like that and I’ll take you right out here in view of the golfers.” He winked and laid down in a lounge chair next to me. While his eyes were closed and he