Sunburned Secrets

八月の終わりの太陽がプライベートの湖に照りつけ、さざ波の一つひとつを溶けた黄金に変えていた。私は色あせた青いビキニだけを身につけて木の桟橋に立ち、ジェイクのトラックが砂利の私道をガリガリと進んでくる間、心臓を激しく打ち鳴らしていた。私たちは十四ヶ月も口をきいていなかった。私たちを終わらせた醜い喧嘩以来のことだ。それなのに彼はここにいた——かつての恋人——共通の友人たちに招かれ、売却前の湖畔の家で過ごす最後の週末に。彼の目が私のほとんど隠れていない胸と、腰の上で高く食い込む細い紐に釘付けになった瞬間、生々しい飢えが再び私たちの間に燃え上がり、味わえるほどに濃厚だった。

I swallowed hard. “You’re late, Jake.”

He dropped his bag, gaze sliding down my body like he owned it. “Jesus, Mia. That bikini should be illegal.” His voice was already rough. “You wore it on purpose, didn’t you?”

“Maybe.” I turned so the sun caught the curve of my ass, knowing the thin fabric disappeared between my cheeks. “Thought you might remember how it looks on the floor.”

熱がパチパチと弾けた。彼は三歩で距離を詰め、大きな手で私の腰を掴んだ。後ろの湖畔の家は静まり返っていた——友人たちが到着するのは明日だった。私たちには何時間もの時間があった。私が再びからかう前に、彼の口が私の口に激しく重なった。舌が絡み合い、切なくも馴染み深い。私はキスの中で喘ぎ、指で彼のシャツをぎゅっと握った。

“Inside,” he growled against my lips. “Now.”

We barely made it through the sliding glass door. The cool air of the living room kissed my sun-warmed skin as he spun me, pressing my back to the wall. His palms slid under the bikini top, thumbs circling my stiff nipples until I gasped.

「くそ、この胸が恋しかった」と彼はつぶやき、三角形の布を乱暴に横へずらした。彼は身をかがめ、硬く尖った片方の頂点を熱い口に吸い込み、もう片方の手でビキニのボトムを太ももまで引き下ろした。布はすでに濡れそぼった私のアソコに一瞬引っかかり、それから足首へと落ちた。

私はそれらを蹴り飛ばし、脚を震わせた。「ジェイク……触って」

太い指が二本、私の襞を割り開き、ぐっしょりと濡れているのを見つけた。彼はその濡れた音に低くうめいた。「まだこんなに俺を受け入れる準備ができてるんだな」彼はゆっくりと力強い円を描いてクリトリスを擦り、それから二本の指を私のきつく熱い中へ深く押し込んだ。私の腰は跳ね、彼の手に腰を押しつけながら、彼は首筋にキスを降ろし、歯でいつも私を震えさせる敏感な場所を軽く噛んだ。

The bikini top hung crooked around my neck like a forgotten necklace. I reached between us, palming the massive bulge in his shorts. “I need this cock. Right now.”

He didn’t make me beg twice. In one motion he shoved his shorts down. His heavy dick sprang free—thick, veined, the head already glistening. I wrapped my fingers around it, stroking the hot length while he finger-fucked me harder against the wall. Our breaths mixed, ragged.

“Turn around,” he ordered, spinning me so my palms slapped the cool glass overlooking the lake. He kicked my feet wider, then dragged the swollen head of his cock up and down my dripping slit. “Tell me you want it.”

「欲しいの」と私は息を切らして言い、背中を反らせてお尻を彼に押しつけた。「抱いて、ジェイク。昔みたいに、このアソコを満たして」

He thrust in hard, stretching me open in one long stroke. We both cried out. The sudden fullness made my knees buckle; he caught my hips, holding me steady as he started to move. Deep, unhurried strokes that dragged every inch of his thick cock along my inner walls. My bikini top bounced with each thrust, strings tickling my skin.

「ああ、気持ちよすぎる」と彼はうめき、片手を上に滑らせて私の胸を包み、乳首をつまみながら、もう片方の手を脚の間に滑り込ませて腫れたクリトリスをこすった。二重の刺激が私の体に火花を走らせた。私は腰を突き出して彼を受け止め、肌がぶつかる濡れた音が誰もいない家に響いた。

We moved together like that for long minutes—slow, sensual rolls of his hips that built a deep, aching pleasure. Sweat slicked our bodies despite the air conditioning. Every time he bottomed out, his balls tapped my clit, making me whimper.

“Harder,” I finally begged, voice breaking. “I need to come on your cock.”

彼は低くうなり、私の腰をより強く掴んだ。ペースは速まり、優しい動きから激しく突き上げるものへと変わった。私の胸はガラスに押しつけられ、乳首は窓で冷やされる一方、アソコは彼を包んで燃えるように熱かった。彼は再び手を回し、指でクリトリスをきつい円を描くように素早く擦り上げた。

「イってごらん、ミア。そのきつい小さなアソコが私を締め付けるのを感じさせて。」

オーガズムは外の桟橋に打ち寄せる波のように押し寄せた。私は彼の名前を叫び、内壁は突き上げる彼のペニスを包んでひくつき、締めつけた。脚は激しく震え、彼が私を支えなければ立っていられないほどで、視界が真っ白になるまで、その脈動のすべてを通して彼は私を突き続けた。

He slowed but didn’t pull out. Instead he eased us down onto the wide leather couch, turning me so I straddled him. The bikini top finally came off, tossed across the room. I sank back onto his cock, taking him even deeper in this new position. We moved together lazily now, my hands braced on his chest, his on my waist.

“Look at me,” he whispered. Our eyes locked. The heat between us had shifted—still desperate, but layered with something softer, almost sad. I rolled my hips in slow figure-eights, feeling every ridge and vein of him inside me. His thumbs traced the tan lines left by my bikini, following the pale triangles over my breasts like he was memorizing them.

“I never stopped wanting you,” he admitted, voice low. A bead of sweat rolled down his temple. “Not for one damn day.”

I leaned down, kissing him tenderly while I kept riding. “Then don’t stop now.”

His hands slid to my ass, spreading my cheeks so he could watch his cock disappear into my glistening pussy again and again. The wet sounds filled the room—obscene, perfect. I sat up straighter, cupping my own tits and pinching my nipples the way he liked. His breathing grew harsher.

“Mia… I’m close.”

「中に出して」と私は息を漏らしながら、さらに強く腰を押し付けた。「あなたで満たされるのを感じたいの。」

That did it. He thrust up once, twice, then buried himself to the hilt and came with a deep groan. Hot spurts of cum flooded my pussy, pulse after pulse until it overflowed, dripping down his balls and onto the couch. I kept moving gently, milking every drop while my own aftershocks fluttered around him.

その後、私たちは体を密着させたまま、呼吸を落ち着かせた。彼は私を自分の胸に引き寄せ、指でのんびりと私の背骨をなぞった。ビキニのボトムは床に絡まったまま、降伏した旗のように横たわっていた。窓から日光が降り注ぎ、汗ばんだ私たちの肌を温めた。

「週末は泊まっていって」と彼は私の髪に顔を埋めて、射精後の快楽でかすれた声でささやきました。「二人きりで。喧嘩もなし。過去もなし。これがまだ何なのか見てみよう」

I smiled against his neck, feeling his softening cock twitch inside me. “Only if I get to wear that bikini again tomorrow… and you get to take it off.”

He chuckled, the sound vibrating through both of us. “Deal.” Outside, the lake sparkled, indifferent to the new heat kindling between two former lovers who had just remembered exactly how perfectly they still fit.