As she came down to earth, Teyler sat back on his haunches and sheathed his massive cock, hard and pulsing with his need to be inside her.
“I’ll go slow, but I need to hear this is what you want. And stop me if I hurt you.”
“Yes, Teyler. I want this. I want you. Put it inside me.”
Teyler couldn’t wait any longer. So, with his dick sheathed and, in his hand, he guided himself to her entrance and nudged the head inside. “Fuck, you’re so tight.”
Colleen wasn’t used to compliments during sex. The guys she’d been with before Teyler didn’t really talk during the act. They usually just grunted and groaned a few times then sighed in relief when they finished, leaving her high and dry…no pun intended.
“Your pussy feels so good,” he continued as he slid in a few inches. “So wet and warm.”
“Oh, Teyler.” She sighed. “You feel good.”
“I’m glad. I want to make you come, but I don’t know if I’m gonna last long.”
“I’m okay, you already…”
Teyler pulled out then sank into his balls, and Colleen came without warning. “Fuckkkk! I’m gonna come,” Teyler warned as he pumped into her through her climax.
Colleen gripped him tight as she convulsed under him. Teyler took her mouth in a heated kiss as he emptied himself inside her with a groan.
They didn’t move for a long time; it felt like hours they laid there immobile except for Teyler’s gentle thrusts to ease them down. Then, as Teyler grew soft, he was forced to pull out to take care of the condom. “I should have asked if…”
“It’s safe. I’m on the pill.”
Teyler nodded, then he stood and removed the condom, tied it off, tugged on his shorts, and shoved it in his pocket.
Colleen quickly reached for her clothes, but Teyler caught her in his arms and pulled her back down onto the sofa with him. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?” he asked.
“No, I just figured you were done, and we should get back to the party or…”
Teyler silenced her with a kiss then pulled back to say, “I wouldn’t be had I brought more condoms.”
Colleen smiled and leaned in for another kiss.
When they were forced to break apart to come up for air, Teyler ran his hands through her silky hair. “Next time, I say we find the bedroom and spend more time getting to know each other.”
“Next time?”
Teyler laughed. “Yeah, next time. Like tomorrow. I really like you, Colleen.”
“I really like you, too.”
Present
Falls Village, Maine
Many changes are taking place in Falls Village. Not only is Colleen’s Saltwater Taffy and Fudge shop now being turned into Spill the Tea, a tea and coffee place that will still feature her famous treats, but the rest of the town is livening up as well. Mallory James, with her brothers, is quickly accomplishing her goals for a better Falls Village.
Maxwell James, the middle of the James boys, is working his politician’s magic and convincing the townspeople to fall in love with him. It’ll only be a matter of time before he takes office and rights the many wrongs in the small town. Mitch Langley, the current mayor, is about to face his maker now that Max has returned and plans to call him out on his shitty behavior.
Langley has spent his terms in office taking advantage of every woman who has crossed his path. Secretaries, interns, volunteers, aides, analyst, lobbyist, consultants, campaign managers, media strategists…you name them, he either talked them into his bed or at the very least, engaged in some inappropriate touching. And now with the arrival of Max James, Langley’s reign will be coming to an end.
After his deplorable behavior with her daughter, Colleen has offered up her store as a makeshift mayoral campaign headquarters for Max and the place is buzzing with action.
The whole town is, but that could also be because of the other man who recently came to town. This one happens to be famous, so everyone knows him, Colleen best of all. Too bad no one has warned her that her world is about to be turned upside down.
When Teyler Walker arrives in Falls Village, his first stop is Colleen’s place where he meets the man in town that will ensure his privacy is respected while he tries to win the love of his life back and waits out the announcement of the release of his app.
Teyler Walker didn’t just play basketball in college, he was one of the few that also focused on his studies while in school and now that his career on the court has come to an end, he’ll remain in the game with his basketball training app that’s about to go viral.
Teyler parks his Kemora Gray metallic Audi R8 Spyder in the small alley space next to The Hair Matrix. He sits behind the wheel and lets a few memories wash over him from a lifetime ago.
He remembers a girl, her long blond hair falling over her shoulders and a smile spreads across his face. His cock comes to life when he remembers her hips and ass swaying as she walked in front of him to climb that cliff that contributed to his return today.
He’s startled out of the past when a tall man wearing glasses and a flannel shirt taps on his window. “Hey, trying to fly under the radar and driving this don’t really mesh.”
Teyler opens his door, steps out, and offers the young guy his hand. “Hey, Teyler Walker. You must be Callan Black.” Teyler quirks his head to the side as he examines him. “Mac described you perfectly. Even knew what you’d be wearing.”
“I’m consistent. Now, lose the flashy car.”
“What? Where am I supposed to…”
“My best friend owns a B and B not far,” Callan says as he moves past Teyler to climb into the driver’s seat. “I’ll drive.”
“You’ll drive?”
“Yup, get in. Elliot will drive us back later. I’d rather speak to you there. More privacy in his man cave.”
“Man cave? Fucking-a, what the hell have I walked into?”
Callan guns the sports car and whips it around town. “It’s really a detached garage but with Courtney and her sisters, he needed to find a place to hide. I let him sneak Beast in, though. He’s got another garage around back where we can store your car.”
Teyler stares at the man who he’s hired to be his security detail while in Falls Village. He’d gotten in touch with him after reaching out to his old friend from his college days. He mentioned needing security in Maine. The music industry guru had played ball at UNC and followed the game religiously. Teyler had been one of his favorite players to watch, Teyler playing only slightly after Tate. As luck would have it, Tate was related to an ex-military dude who ran an underground security company, and yes, he did have an agent in Maine that could help him out.
Callan is exactly how Mac described him to Teyler when they had met in his New York City apartment, kept for his business associates. Tall and slim through the waist, but muscles to spare where they counted. He also hit the nail on the head when he threw around the words odd and different. But the guy seems all right. At least he wasn’t falling all over Teyler like most people do. Actually, he seems completely unaffected by him.
“You know who I am, right?”
“Teyler Walker, longest NBA career basketball player and son of Leroy Teyler. You shot eighty-five from the line and averaged twenty-eight a game. Well, until you got too old to play.”