Authors: Heather Sosbee
He grabs
both my arms and pulls them over my head to intertwine our fingers together in an intimacy that nearly overwhelms me. Here is the moment I’ve been waiting for.
Please, Universe. Don’t take this away from me
.
My whole body is trembling almost violently. I need Ari so bad. I try to convey my need while I gaze into his eyes. Ari takes a deep breath
and releases it slowly. I can feel his cock twitch against my clit.
His hips begin to push forward, and the head of his cock begins to slide inside of me. I haven
’t had proper sex in a long time so I anticipate that it might hurt. As he slides the first few inches inside, I am only overcome by pleasure and awareness.
“You
’re so damned tight,
elskan
. You feel so goddamned good.” Ari is gritting his teeth, eyes closed in concentration. He pushes forward again and slides all the way inside of me. We both moan together.
Ari is inside of me
.
I feel so deliciously full, as though Ari is the piece that was made to complete me.
Mine
. My legs wrap around his hips, pulling him closer and deeper. His head drops to rest in the crook of my neck. His breath is hot and loud.
Very slowly, he begins to move against me, taking one hand down from mine, lifting my ass into a better angle. My hips are moving against his
. My eyes are closed as everything in the world disappears next to Ari being inside of me.
I can hear the roar of blood flowing in my ears and the pleasure I am feeling is more than I
’ve ever experienced with any other lover. His pace is becoming more fierce and strong, as he lets out a little groan each time he thrusts deeply.
My mind is reeling
and unable to process how incredible he feels inside of me. His cock is rubbing against the bundle of nerves inside of me, driving me wild. My breathing has turned into heavy panting, my body writhing against Ari’s. My own moans are filling the air each time he slides back inside of me.
Ari starts to thrust more desperately
. The sound of skin slapping together has never been sexier to me. It only heightens the pleasure I am drunk in. I want to sob from a mountaintop about how amazing the pleasure is. How is this possible? How can it be so intense with him and not with anyone in the past?
The hand under my ass moves around to rub at my clit, his thumb and index finger stroking my clit in perfect time with his thrusts. My orgasm is hovering just over the distance and I know it’s within reach.
My hips are thrusting roughly against his no
w. The tension in my body is building and causing the trembling to begin all over. My free hand reaches to grab him around the neck, pulling his lips to mine.
My tongue wantonly mingles with his
and mimics the same thrusts of our hips as his fingers drive me closer to my orgasm. His hips are doing a little rolling motion against me, and I can see that he’s lost in the pleasure just like I am.
He tears his mouth away from mine, breathing harshly as he rests his forehead against my neck. His fingers and hips never miss a beat, and my core begins to clench down around his cock as he pounds into me over and over. With one
last flick of his fingers accompanied by a deep, hard thrust, I come.
My pussy clamps tightly down onto his cock, while the waves of pleasure roll and crash over me. I
’m moaning loudly, my body spasming and trembling while my hips pump frantically against his, prolonging my pleasure. I think I’ve been shot out of the atmosphere, and am floating amongst the stars.
My hands are fisting in the sheets and my body is writhing against his. I
’m overcome with not only pleasure, but intense emotions. I’ve never made love to anyone like this and my throat is tight. I feel a single tear well up and over, quickly darting down my cheek and into my hair.
His groan is loud and sexy in my ear, and I know he is getting ready to blow any second. His hand leaves my clit to wrap around underneath my back, pulling me tight against his body. His thrusting doesn
’t cease or waver as my orgasm begins to wane.
“I fucking love you, Brooke.” I hear him say, muffled against my neck.
His body stiffens and I feel the flood of his come inside of me, hitting against my cervix
and causing another miniature explosion inside of me. His moan is long, broken, and drawn out. It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard in my life. His hips are still thrusting lightly against me and milking the pleasure out of our bodies.
Both of our breathing is rough and uneven, as we come down from our orgasms. I don
’t know if he realizes what he said, and I don’t think I’m supposed to bring it up. It very likely could have been a result of having sex.
I hope not
.
My dark side is lounging
and smoking her after-sex cigarette. She’s sated and happy. I’m not going to lie; I am, too. We just lay in silence together for a small time. I’m not sure how long.
******
Ari
Holy shit, that was amazing.
I don’t think there is any way I’m ever going to be able to have sex with Lára again. Not after this. It pales in comparison to sex with Brooke. I think this is the first time I’ve actually ever made love.
Brooke is breathing deeply underneath me. I
’ve made sure I’m not crushing her with my weight while resting comfortably over her. I’m still inside her. I’m still hard.
My mind is completely blown by this. Brooke was so responsive, so wet,
and so hot. I fit inside of her like I belonged there, and I’m changed now because of it. I’m in love with Brooke.
Pulling back a little, I see that her eyes are closed. I think she may have fallen asleep. I
’m both unwilling to wake her, or to pull out of her, so I just wrap my arms around her and roll us over onto our sides. Suddenly, it hits me.
We didn
’t use a condom. I came inside of her (
thank you, sweet Jesus, for that gift
) and I have no idea if she is on any kind of protection. My heartbeat trips a little before resuming a normal rhythm. I don’t feel any panic though, strange enough.
If Brooke was to become pregnant, what would happen? I would get to keep her. My life would be perfect. I
’d have the woman that I need and a baby that we made together. I could do that. I highly doubt that Brooke would be so reckless, though. She’s probably on some type of birth control. I can’t believe I’m even considering kids with one woman while I’m dating another.
I’m a total asshole
.
I remember what I said to Gunnar a while back about seeing myself married to Brooke. It still applies
and I would do it. Maybe then she wouldn’t have to leave me. I squeeze Brooke closer to me, a beautiful peace filling my soul. Closing my eyes, I let myself doze for a bit, comfortable with my girl in my arms.
******
Brooke
I come awake to the feeling of arms around me. It’s a divine feeling and one I haven’t enjoyed in a while. I can feel naked skin against me and the smell of sex and Ari fill my nose. I breathe it in deep and savor it.
The sun is shining in through the window in the ceiling, pouring a gorgeous golden light across Ari
’s beautiful skin. He is perfection. He is my Viking warrior who has swept me off my feet and stolen my heart.
Seeing our bodies entwined so sensually makes my stomach do a flip with joy. He is here with me, made love to me. Unbelievable.
Moving my legs a little, I realize that Ari is still inside of me and he’s still hard. I open my eyes and see that his are shut, and he appears to be asleep. My dark side is a dirty little slut and wants more action. It’s not bad enough that I have now had sex with someone in a relationship, but I’m getting ready to have some more.
Softly pushing Ari so that he is on his back, I follow him over to where I can straddle him without his cock sliding out of me. It takes some careful maneuvering, bu
t I manage to not wake him up.
I take a moment just to look at his face, peaceful in his sleep. He
’s so beautiful. There are no wrinkles of stress or worry. His mouth is relaxed. I feel a quiver between my legs when I think of what he did to me with that mouth.
I support
myself by resting my hands on his stomach and begin to move my hips very slowly. I drag them forward and backwards to feel him inside of me.
Oh god, it’s so good
. My dark side is ready to go rodeo style, and ride the bull like a mad woman. I have another idea: keeping my pace sensual and slow enough for Ari to wake up to.
Closing my eyes, I allow myself to be swept away with sensation. My hands
lift to cup my breasts and pinch my pebbled nipples while my hips keep a steady rhythm. Being on top allows his cock to fill me so much more deeply, rub against all the right places inside of me.
One hand drops to touch my clit, rubbing in circles. My eyes are still closed, so I
’m a bit startled when I feel a hot, wet mouth cover my nipple that I’m not touching. Strong arms grip my hips, guiding me in a slightly different speed.
I look down and
my eyes meet Ari’s. His are molten with desire, his white teeth biting his lower lip. I can feel his cock getting even harder inside of me. He looks down between us to where my fingers are still rubbing my clit as we move together.
He lets out a tortured moan
and relaxes from his sitting position to lie back on the bed. One of his hands comes down from my hip to replace my fingers with his thumb on my clit. God, he knows just where to touch me. My hand slides back up to my breast, and I continue to ride him, my pace quickening as the pleasure begins to build within me.
Ari
’s hips are lifting to match against my thrusts, and he’s so deep inside me this moment. My hands drop to rest on his chest and my fingers pinch his nipples. He sucks in his breath as his hips buck roughly into mine and draw out a moan from me at the fullness I feel.
We are suddenly rolling over, and I realize Ari has decided to take the reins. I am on my back with Ari above me,
and he hooks his elbows under my knees, drawing them up to my chest. I lift my feet to rest my heels on his shoulders, while I’m folded almost in half.
Ari wastes no time in sliding back into me, and we both moan loudly at the deepness this position allows. Immediately, he starts to pound into me, a fierce and steady pace. There is intense pressure building inside of me from this position, and the angle of his cock slamming into my g spot over and over.
The intensity of sensation is only increasing, and the feeling of an impending explosion is heading toward me like a freight train. Moans are pouring out of my mouth with each pound against me and each slap of his balls against my ass.
Ari is pushing my legs even closer to my chest, a trickle of sweat trickling down his temple. His pace never lets
up; it’s so rough and delicious. One of his hands somehow works its way between us, and with just a little stroking from his fingers on my clit, I hurdle straight over the edge.
I
’m falling, burning, exploding. I am a phoenix, the flames of my pleasure taking control of my body. I know I must be screaming, but I can’t hear anything or see anything for a few moments while the pleasure washes over me over and over. My pussy is convulsing tightly around his cock and milking him to his own orgasm.
Somewhere outside the bubble of pleasure I
’m experiencing, I hear Ari let out a yell, followed by several moans. I can feel his cock swell as his shoots inside of me hard enough to keep my orgasm going. I’m still twitching and spasming uncontrollably under him.
He releases my legs, pushing them back down so that he can pull me into a tight embrace. Ari is spreading little kisses all over my face and hair, murmuring sweet nothings at me. I
’m still completely blown away from that crazy orgasm, gasping for breath even.
My body is covered in a light sheen of sweat and the room is filled with the scent of hot, delicious sex. His cock is still inside of me
, partially hard still.
“Holy shit.” I murmur, letting out an exhausted chuckle.
“Holy shit is right. That was fucking incredible.” I can hear a smile in his voice and I’m glad to know that he feels the same as I do about it. His lips graze my temple, and linger tenderly.
My heart swells with emotion again. There is no way I
’m going to be able to leave and recover from this. Swallowing painfully, I try to just enjoy the moment.
Ari coughs to clear his own throat, pulling back a little to lean up on his elbow. He meets my eyes with a sincere intensity.
“I love you, Brooke.” My eyeballs feel like they just bugged out of my face, and my mouth opens and does the fish thing again.
I have to learn to stop making that face
. Ari is just looking at me, with a pensive expression on his face. Does he seriously think there is a chance I would turn him down?
“I...I love you too.” I kind of whisper and mumble it back to him, just in case he didn
’t actually say what I think he said. The smile that spreads on his face is so bright and happy that I think the room just got brighter. I feel the squeeze in my heart again. Is this really happening?
His arms come back around me, squeezing me tightly. I
’m unable to really move my arms, so I just snuggle into his embrace. We fall into a comfortable silence. Just admitting this to each other has filled my chest with happiness, and if Ari were to let go of me right now, I’d float away with how light I feel.
My reasonable side decides to make her appearance now, tugging on my floating foot to pull me back down to the ground. What about Lára, she asks. So what if he loves you, if he won
’t leave her.
An icy cold bucket of imaginary water washes over me and I pull away from Ari. Sitting up in the bed, I cross my legs
and look down at him. He rolls onto his back, his arms tucked under his head.
“What about Lára?” I ask, and I think there was a faint tint of anger tossed in there. Maybe.
“I’ll take care of Lára. Don’t worry about it.” There’s strange tone to his voice too, defensiveness? Uncertainty?
“What happens after you
‘take care’ of her? All of you are friends; won’t this cause a huge drift between you? She obviously doesn’t like me and she’s made it very clear to me that she doesn’t want me around.” I can’t stand the thought of being the one to break it all up.
“Aren
’t you in love with Lára? How do you just turn that off? If you leave her for me, will you regret it after our newness wears off? Where will that leave me?” Aren’t these valid questions?
I
’m ridiculous. I want him to leave her for me, and yet I don’t want him to leave her because I don’t want to cause any problems. How can I expect him to have the right answer if I don’t even know what I want?
I love him. I know this much. I want to be with him. I need to see from him that he wants to be with only me before I step in any deeper. I
’m already in deep enough as it is. Walking away now would cripple me.
Ari sits up in the bed
with a frown on his face. His hands run through his hair in agitation and I can tell that he doesn’t really know the answers to my questions. I can’t say that I blame him, these are things we need to figure out. There are other people involved and our own hearts that we need to watch out for.
“All I know is that I love you. I love Lára
, too. I’m not completely sure if they’re the same kinds of love, and it’s something I need to figure out.” He climbs out of bed, grabbing his jeans and sliding them on.
“What are you doing? Are you leaving?” I ask, as he buttons his pants, then reaches for his shirt. I
’m suddenly self-conscious and pull a sheet up to cover my nudity.
“I just need to go and think about what to do about everything. I can
’t think straight when I’m around you, it’s too distracting. I just need some space.” I feel a bit like I’ve been rejected, even though I probably shouldn’t. My cheeks burn with shame that he’s just going to leave after we had the most incredible sex of my life.
I can respect that he needs time,
since there are so many uncertainties in this situation. What if he leaves and realizes that he can’t keep me, and then these are our last moments together? I’m scared and unsure.
Ari must see the panic flaring in my eyes, as he leans over and gives me a sweet
yet passionate kiss. I can feel the emotions behind it and it soothes me a little.
“Nothing prepared me for what it would be like with you, Brooke. Just remember that I love you. I
’ll call you tomorrow.” I nod quickly, swallowing down the swell of tears I feel rising within me. Ari reaches down and grabs his shirt, pulling it over his head and arms.
He heads to the door of my bedroom, and stops in the frame
to turn back and look at me. I’m sure I look pathetic sitting on the bed like a wilted, sad flower.
“Bye,
elskan
.” And then he’s gone. I hear the front door open and shut soon after.