Dear Sexy Swimmer (The Matchmaker Series) Page 2

  I start my days writing to her and end them the same now. Until I send my words to her and get hers back, nothing feels right. Not even being in the water. I am crazy about her and could barely stand knowing she was making us wait until my meet.

  Maia knows me better than anyone—and I have no doubts I know sides of her no one else ever has—but somehow our ages were never discussed. I knew she was about to start her first teaching job and she knew I was training for the Olympics.

  Looking up at her today from the front row I was shocked. Fear swamped me when I saw how startled she was. Me being her student should not matter but I saw how it spooked her.

  No way I am letting a few years and her title as my teacher take her away from me.

  “Pike, no... no... oh god,” Maia whimpers and rubs against me as my hands rip at her panties, “We can’t. You can’t. Oh... oh god!” I shudder as I slip my hands between her legs and find her soaked.

  “Oh fuck. Baby. Dreamt about touching this pussy for months. Know how many times I read your letters and stroke my dick thinking about you? Look at that photo and imagine touching you and tasting you? Every single Goddamn night, baby. Spread your legs; let me touch you the way you said you wanted me to.” Maia hesitates just long enough for me to panic.

  At first our letters were tame. Fun and flirty as getting to know someone often is at first. Before I even got a stunning photo of her—of her in a sexy sweater and thigh high socks with her glasses on and her tits spilling out of her sweater—I wanted her more than I'd ever wanted someone else.

  Before that sexy photo it was her words that made me want her.

  Dear Sexy Swimmer,

  Dreamt of us last night. About your swimmer body pinning me down and those hands touching me. Teasing me like I sometimes tease myself. Touching me like you say you want to. Like I want you to. How can I want you so badly just from our words? I do, Pike. I want you so badly I ache between letters waiting for your words again. Your words make me dream of things I never knew were possible. Somehow I know if you were here it would be so much better than my dreams.

  I intend to prove she was fucking right. Breaking away just a little, I wait for her to give us what we both want. Maia looks up at me with her caramel eyes so warm with lust they burn through me. I growl and spread her wet folds with rough fingers, taking her mouth and her moan.

  “Jesus baby. Tight little pussy is soaked for me, yeah? Goddamn can’t wait to dive inside this. Won’t ever leave your heaven, Maia.” I pump my fingers slow at first, watching her bloom for me as I stroke her good and deep.

  “Pike... oh!” Flipping my hand, I circle her clit with my thumb as I pick up the pace and add a third finger to her tightness.

  “Give me those pretty eyes baby. God you are beautiful, Maia. So fucking beautiful. So fucking mine.” I watch her as I fuck her with my fingers. As the wet sounds make my dick painfully hard, I imagine that velvety tight cunt wrapped around my swollen cock. Fuck, me.

  Maia’s dark hair tumbles down almost to the desk as she bends back beneath my touch. Her tits shove forward and I lick my lips as I see her pebbled nipples. Bending my head, I use my teeth to tug her sweater away and curl my tongue inside her bra.

  “Oh my God! No... it’s... it’s too much, Pike.” Even as her hips thrust to fuck me deeper into her, and her hands hold my head to her tit, she bellows nonsense.

  “Not even started yet, baby. Wait till I get you beneath me like I promised I would. Have to see you come for me. Have to hear it. Feel it on my fingers. Taste it.” I rub faster at her clit and suck at her nipple as I watch her skin flush and grow hot beneath my touch.

  Maia claws at my shoulders to draw me closer and I obey. I would do anything my woman asked of me. All she has to do is say the words. Bending to touch my forehead to hers, I lick at her mouth and tell her what I want.

  “Come for me Maia. Give me what belongs to me. Oh, shit, that’s it. Just like that.” I coax as she watches my hands fuck her through her orgasm, my fingers pumping faster, harder.

  Crying out, she bucks her hips and moans my name as she does what I ask. I bite at her bottom lip and she sucks at my tongue as she pants into my mouth. I stroke her still, watching her soft creamy skin flush a lovely pink as she shudders with her pleasure.

  “Oh! Pike... oh God!” Maia lifts those pretty eyes to mine. Gasps as I bring my sticky fingers to my mouth and groan as I suck her cum from them.

  “Taste as good as I dreamed. Come here.” Wrapping a hand around her neck, I yank her against me and kiss her sweet mouth.

  Maia moans as she sucks her flavor from my lips, her hands tangling in my hair. I lift her against me after pulling her ruined panties down her thick thighs. Jesus, this woman’s body!

  Every man should worship her body but only I will be the man to do it.

  “What are you doing? Here in my class? A student! I'm a teacher!” I laugh because it’s a little late for that to matter the way she thinks it should.

  “And? We stating the obvious?” Maia looks up at me with soft eyes and I smile, tipping her head back to stare in to her eyes.

  “Works for me.” I nod and watch those eyes as I state the obvious.

  “Let’s go with the obvious then: you belong to me, baby. Have since you replied to my letter. I belong to you, in case you were wondering. Taking you home to fuck you until you got no doubts about that. Being my teacher and a few years older changes none of the above.” I kiss her slow and soft and she leans into me, wrapping her arms around my neck.

  “I'm old enough to be your.... aunt,” Maia giggles at herself, the sound and the cute scrunch of her nose making my chest ache, “You just made me come on my desk. I could lose my job.” I growl and nip at her lips when she says cum, my dick leaping.

  “You talking about me making you come is just begging me to do it again, babe. I won’t let you lose your job. But I won’t let you go, either. Been waiting for this moment, Maia. Didn’t know it would happen on our first day of classes. But I wouldn’t change it, either.” I brush my fingertips over her cheeks, careful of her sexy glasses, watching her eyes sparkle.

  I'm head over heels for her—she has to see that. I have never been known to give up on anything. Certainly nothing I want as badly as the way I want Maia. No way am I giving up on us.

  “Pike we can’t.” I shake my head firmly and frown down at her.

  “We can. We already are. You are mine, Maia. Before you saw me sitting in class as a student, you wanted me. Didn’t you want me, baby?” As I watch her react to that, her eyes darkening as her breath pants, I growl at how obvious her answer is. Oh, yes, she wanted me.

  “I wanted you, Pike. Yes. I did.” I ignore the twist of pain at the way she says she did.

  “You do. Not did, Maia. You wanted me two hours ago. Wanted me for months. Just like I want you. Nothing keeps me from getting what I want. Not a gold medal. Definitely not you.” I purposely compare her to the gold medal she knows I have trained my whole life for. Because, I want her to know she’s that important to me.

  “Pike... how? How can we do this?” I grin because she also knows I love a challenge.

  “I will do my best to be just your student in here,” I jerk my head back towards the seats, “Outside this classroom though, you are my woman, Maia. I won’t pretend otherwise. Not for the faculty, not for my coaches, no one. Won’t pretend for a moment outside this room that you aren’t my woman.” I feel another punch to my chest when she beams at me when I call her that. Fuck, I'm crazy about this woman.

  “Say that again. I like how it sounds.” Laughing, I drag her off the desk, forcing her arms and legs around me.

  “Mmm, do you? Good. You are my woman, Maia. End of story.” I kiss her soft and sweet before I set her at her feet.

  Truth is, I know it’s just the start of our story.

  Pike

  Dear Sexy Swimmer,

  Sometimes I wonder about fate. About how life makes choices for us even if we think we make them
ourselves. I wonder how I ended up where I am. How I found you. And I wonder if fate meant for things that led us this way and that to lead me to you.

  I thought once my life was well planned out. I thought I knew what I wanted to be and how I wanted to live. Now, I think I got it wrong. I think the things I thought I lost were really freeing me for the things I actually need. I feel like I can live my life a way I never expected and I feel like you might be part of that.

  Words never meant much to be before my Sexy Gem sent me hers. Our letters were more than simple words on paper. They were both of us mailing pieces of ourselves to each other. I cherish those letters more than she will ever know.

  My entire life before I decided to sit down and write Maia was about winning. Winning meets, winning my place on the team, winning captain, winning gold. A lifetime spent chasing a hunk of gold and a few letters above my name that I now know mean nothing.

  Growing up my family had nothing. We had each other though. My father and mother were both world-class athletes once. It was natural that my sister and I excelled at sports—me as a swimmer and she as a gymnast—and we loved making them proud.

  Loved getting our names in the papers and hoisting up trophies with our parents there to cheer us on. It was what came after the wins that mattered. Them taking us to dinner at Pizza Hut to celebrate the best we knew how. With each other.

  Somewhere along the way I forgot what I’d been chasing. Forgot what fueled my soul.

  “Where are we going?” Maia asks as my hand skims over her thigh, her knees bouncing anxiously.

  With my other hand on the wheel I slide my gaze sideways. Knowing she’s got no panties on under that little skirt is making it near impossible for me to focus on the road. But I do because I know where I’m headed.

  “Home, baby.” Inching my hand up her thigh a little at a time, I revel in her sharp intake of breath when my fingertips barely touch her heat.

  “Where is home?” Maia’s voice is breathy and makes my dick hard—not sure it’s not been hard since I laid eyes on her, actually—as my fingers brush her wet folds again.

  “Home is my place just outside of town. Can’t stay too close to campus. Locals make it too hard.” I admit with a bounce of my shoulders. Doesn’t matter to them I’m just another student—I'm a student who will end up on the world’s stage at the Olympics and they want a piece of me. Some of them a very specific piece.

  Because of the notoriety some athletes receive—most of them revel in it, really—I stay away from town. Unless I have classes or training, I stay at my place out by the lake. It’s a small cabin and a bit secluded and the lake is great for swimming between training.

  “Why do locals make it hard?” I grunt a little when I see her eyes focus on my zipper—where my dick is fighting to get out.

  “Locals don’t make me hard, baby. Only you. And only you talk to me like a real person and make me feel like I matter outside of the pool.” Punctuating my words by cupping her pussy and stroking it slowly, I feel her open wide for me. Not just her legs, which spread just enough to let me stroke her, but all of her.

  In the warm light of the setting sun Maia gazes at me with those pretty eyes. As we watch each other the air charges with something. With everything. All the words we have shared over the past months.

  Dear Sexy Gem,

  Don’t know about fate but I know I found you for a reason. Our letters make me feel whole. When you tell me about the jewelry you made last night or the shows that make you laugh, I feel like I'm there laughing with you or watching you work on your gems. I want that more than I ever expected.

  I know my life is not on the path I want. Or at least, it wasn’t until recently. Swimming was always the only thing I had. Only thing I was good at. Now, I know I can be good at something else. I can have something else. I can be with you, Maia. I can be good at being yours.

  That is what I want. I feel like if fate is real, it brought me to you. And I can’t wait for us to really start.

  “To me, you are Pike. Someone who swims. My Sexy Swimmer. Nothing less or more.” I growl and plunge my fingers inside her, reveling in her moan and the way she tightens around me.

  “Yours. All I want to be is yours, Maia.” I admit as we round the curve that leads to my place. Although I want to work another orgasm out of her, I don’t want to waste it on a quickie in the car.

  We both groan as I slip my fingers from her. I suck her sticky honey from them and laugh when she moans again. Before she can change her mind about wanting me for hers, I am out of the truck and yanking her against me.

  “Pike! Be careful. Don’t drop me.” Laughing as I cradle her against me, I bury my face in her neck and breathe deep her sweet scent. Better than chlorine and victory that sweetness.

  “Got you baby. We’re home.” I announce as I walk up the porch and kick the door open. Maia squeals again as I vault up the stairs leading to the loft bedroom.

  “No grand tour of the abode?” Maia teases as I stride towards the bed.

  “Later. Only tour I want to do now is one of your body, baby.” Smirking, I set her at the bed and kneel before her.

  Ducking my head beneath her skirt, my shoulders shove her knees open as I dive between them. Wrapping my arms around her sexy thighs I have my tongue inside her and her taste filling my mouth. Maia’s moans echo off the walls as I eat her slow and good, sucking at her throbbing clit and fucking her with my tongue.

  “Oh Jesus Christ! Pike! Yes!” I smile against her when she tangles her hands in my hair and bucks her hips. It’s just a few sucks and licks before she’s flooding my tongue as she comes hard enough to make the bed shake.

  “Goddamn you taste good. Lie back for me and let me look at you.” I demand after licking up every drop of her. Standing, I kick at my shoes even as my hands fumble with my belt and zipper.

  Maia sits up and I realize her clothes are gone and she’s bare before me. Reaching out, her little hands cover mine as she gazes up at me. My chest kicks with all the things I feel for her and we both stop. Lowering my head, I cradle her jaw as I bend to kiss her soft.

  “Been dreaming of having you beneath me for months, Maia.” Maia hums as her hands shove at my clothes and her tongue licks at my mouth.

  “Me too, Pike. Didn’t know wanting you so bad would make me break the rules my first day as a teacher.” Maia’s hands shake a little as she wraps them around my cock but her words are teasing.

  “I won’t let it cost you anything. I promise. Won’t give this up. Means too much me, Maia. You mean too much to me.” Maia strokes my cock as I climb over her, lowering my head to kiss at her creamy skin.

  Pinning her beneath me I leave no inch of her untouched. My mouth closes over the pebbled nipples of her big tits, my teeth sinking into the soft mounds. I bite at her shoulders and lick the marks I leave behind.

  I suck at her neck and hope that leaves a mark, too. I want her branded as mine. Want my mark all over her. Just thinking about marking her—with my cum and the marks I will leave—makes my hips pump my cock into her hands.

  “Need to get inside this pussy. Need to feel you wrapped around me. Make you mine for good. Mark you in any fucking way it takes so you and anyone who looks at you knows you’re all fucking mine.” Maia gasps as she pumps me, spreading pre-cum over my shaft as it pulses in her hands.

  “Please. Please, Pike. Need to feel you inside me.” Lifting her arms to welcome me into them, Maia arches beneath me, rubbing herself against me.

  Grabbing her hips, I angle myself between her thighs to press to her slit. Gritting my teeth as I start to slowly push inside, my eyes start to roll back in my head as her pussy welcomes me too. I focus enough to watch my cock push inside her pink folds. The sight is so hot I almost come the second I'm inside her.

  “Jesus, hell. Feels like coming home sliding inside this pussy. Oh, baby, it's so good. Goddamn it’s so fucking good.” I push harder and deeper until I’m as far as I can go. And then I push some more. />
  Maia whimpers as she locks her legs at my hips. Her arms lift high above her head and her hands wrap around the headboard. It starts to thud against the wall as I thrust into her slow and hard, watching her flush all over as she shudders beneath me.

  Training leaves me no time for women but I’ve been with a few before. Enough to know that this is not like anything I’ve felt before. Watching her pleasure blossom through her as I drive into her, her skin flushed and damp, her eyes wild as they watch me, her body trembling around me, I know nothing has ever been like this. And nothing ever will be again.

  “Don’t stop. Don’t stop! Please... it’s... its God. Pike! Baby it’s so good.” I growl when she drops a hand from the headboard to reach between us.

  Her hand rubs at her clit and cups my sac as she arches beneath me. I pump into her over and over, feeling the rub of her hand between us. Catching her hand, I bring it to my mouth to suck her sticky sweetness from her fingers.

  “I won’t stop. Won’t stop till I feel this pussy flood my cock. Want to drown in this sweetness.” Maia moans and writhes beneath me as her hand fists in my hair. Moving my hand to take the place of hers, I rub at her clit as I pound into her. The bed bangs harder with every thrust—I wonder if it can take everything I plan to do to her in it.

  “Oh! Yes! Like that... like that! Oh... Pike! Baby yes...” Maia yanks me down to kiss me hard and dirty, tongues and teeth meeting as she comes hard.

  “Fuck yeah,” I growl, teeth gnashing, hips pumping, “Just like that. Fuck that’s good. So good.” Lowering against her, I rock a few more times before I bite at her lips and come inside her, jerking with the need to fill her up.

  We’re both panting when I lick gently at her swollen lips, forehead against hers, watching her eyes. Fuck, she’s gorgeous. All her creamy skin glows from her pleasure and her smile is wide and sweet. I take her mouth in a slow, deep kiss, shoving my cock deeper as the feel of her wrapping around me gets me hard again.