All i need you to be, p.8
All I Need You to Be, page 8
When I felt filled, I gulped, and my body tensed around him.
I expected the pain that usually accompanied this act, but it never arrived. I just felt a sensation of plenitude.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"Yes." I would have said something else if I could have, but my mind wasn't working anymore.
From underneath his body, I tried to push him further into me.
That was all he needed. He began to gently move his hips towards mine. First slowly, then faster and harder. In and out.
My hips moved to meet him. My nails on his back scratched the path to his ass. I didn't even know I was a scratching woman.
Our moans merged as he penetrated me. I had never let myself go this way before; I was unstoppable.
Our bodies merging and colliding together created a nucleus of pleasure that spread throughout my body, making me arch my back and sink my feet into the sheets.
Just a bit more.
As if he read my thoughts, one of his hands that was on the headboard of the bed moved to caress my aching clitoris.
That was all I needed before a rain of pleasure took my breath away.
As my mind and body traveled through post-orgasmic space, he began to thrust faster, seeking his own liberation. Three pushes later, he came, letting himself go with a deep moan.
His relaxed body over mine prevented me from breathing, but definitely asphyxiation due to post-coital pleasure wouldn't be a bad way to die.
Seconds later, he kissed my forehead and left my naked and relaxed body in bed.
I heard a door open, and then he was back in the room. The condom was gone, and with a towel in his hand, he sat down next to me, spreading my legs with one hand and staring at me there.
The shame was back, and I tried to close my legs to get away from his gaze, but his hand prevented me from doing so by keeping a firm grip on me.
He delicately wiped away the traces of my arousal before lying down next to me, letting my head rest on his chest. The up and down of his breath invited me to join the arms of another Greek god that wasn't the one lying next to me.
**********
I slept peacefully until some hands caressing my breasts woke me up.
The second round was slower but just as intense, full of caresses and gentle kisses.
It was just four o'clock in the morning. I finally understood why people said that the early bird gets the worm.
ELEVEN
The feeling of warmth in my back woke me up. A strong arm wrapped my waist and a morning erection rested on my butt.
Last night was like something out of a movie, out of a book, out of a dream.
Thanks, Eve. I'll do your laundry for a month. Well, maybe just for a week.
I would have stayed there enjoying the warmth of Rick's naked body and the sheets had it not been for the urge to go to the bathroom.
I carefully pushed away the hand grabbing my waist. Rick rolled over in bed exposing his ass and, murmuring in his sleep, put one of his arms under the pillow I was on seconds before.
The clock struck nine, and the curtains of the French windows were drawn open, allowing the sunlight to pass through. Thanks to our hurry last night, we didn't even notice that with no curtains, anyone in the building in front of us could have a nice view of us copulating.
I hope no one there has binoculars and insomnia. The last thing I want is a porn video of me circulating on the internet now.
I laughed just thinking about it. What happened here last night was crazy.
When I managed to get out of bed, I slipped on one of Rick's shirts that was lying on the floor and went to the bathroom.
After answering nature's call, I took off my makeup as best I could. My brown hair was disheveled. This way, there wouldn't be any doubt that I had had a long night full of sex.
I just couldn't believe that this had actually happened. The sexual tension between Rick and I was significant; at least Eve had noticed it. Still, it was almost impossible for me to accept that I had had casual sex with someone I barely knew.
When Joe and I dated, we waited almost two years to have sex, and our first time wasn't even planned. We did it while his parents were out to dinner to celebrate their anniversary, and it only lasted 15 minutes. It wasn't anything memorable, a few clumsy kisses, the shame of someone else seeing you naked for the first time, a few thrusts, and that was it.
Eventually, the shame was gone, and the kisses became more expert, but everything else remained. After discovering what sex with Joe was, I began to believe that the wild passion was just a fantasy out of movies and books, but now I wasn't too sure about that anymore.
After taking off Rick's shirt, I got under the hot water stream coming from the shower. Just like the last time I was here, the hot water relaxed my aching muscles. While I was washing my hair, strong hands landed on my arms. The impression made me jump a bit.
"Jesus! You scared me!" Rick stood in front of me still naked; his captivating smile was still on his face.
"I thought I could help you here," he said shrugging.
"Just help?" My hands went across his chest and landed on his neck so I got closer to him.
"I promise to be nice." His face came closer to mine. His presence was like an aphrodisiac for me. I couldn't spend two seconds with him without wanting to throw myself into his body.
His nose met mine and joined in a sexy and gentle dance, and when I felt a slight touch of his lips on mine, I opened my mouth to welcome him.
Suddenly, I felt his body move away from me.
When I opened my eyes, I found him a step away from me with a sponge in his hand and a smug smile on his face.
"I promised I would be nice. Turn around. I think there's still some room left to wash."
I turned around and focused on the tiles in front of me. Having him behind me and not knowing what he was about to do aroused me even more. I heard the sound of bottles being opened and closed before a coconut scent filled the room.
The movement of the sponge running down my back made me go into a trance. His sensual movements traveled down the back of my thighs, gradually ascending to land on my butt.
My breathing accelerated, and I may have spread my legs a bit more.
After tormenting me by caressing my inner thighs but not yet touching the part of my body that needed him the most, he came close enough for his erection to rub it against my ass.
"Turn around." This time, the mischievousness had disappeared from his voice, replaced by a soft sound of desire.
I slowly turned around, grabbing hold of a metal bar next to the shower so I wouldn't fall off because of the soapy floor and my shaky legs.
"You are more beautiful than I imagined."
His words warmed my inner self, and by inner self, I mean my heart and other places.
Focusing his attention back on the task, he lathered my shoulders with the sponge and then moved it to my clavicle and down my breasts. When he reached the elevation of my boobs, a finger briefly caressed one of my nipples.
"I think there's only one spot left."
Without looking away from me, he got down on his knees in front of me.
Oh no.
There was something intimidating about letting a man look closely at a specific part of your anatomy. Even when I was 16 and my mom wanted to make sure I got birth control, I made her promise that we would go to a female doctor and not a male one.
Having Rick in front of me made the embarrassment return to my body. Having him in bed looking at my naked body in the shadows was very different than having him here under the clear light of the bathroom looking at every inch of me.
I tried to pull my thighs together to prevent his look from traveling any further. However, one of his hands stopped me and slid the sponge between my thighs, still not touching the part of me that was swollen with desire.
"Hold the bar."
I hardly had time to think about his words when one of his hands took the back of my knee and put my leg on one of his shoulders.
In this position, I was completely open to his gaze and actions, like a poor cornered deer.
The complaints growing in my mind melted away at the first touch of his tongue. He went through all my sex to find my clitoris. And wow, he found it.
Oh yeah!
His tongue played with my clitoris, sliding down its sides and gently scratching it with his teeth. The feeling was incredible. I felt my legs relax, so I put one of my hands on the toilet to avoid falling while my other hand buried itself in the strands of his hair to bring him closer to me.
My breathing quickened, and I was about to come. I felt a wave of pleasure rising in me.
Reading my body signals, Rick placed one of his hands between my legs and then slipped one of his fingers inside me.
The feel of his finger moving slowly in and out sent a tingling sensation through my entire body. I was a little sensitive and swollen thanks to our night of sex, but that only made the experience a little more pleasant.
When I felt closer to heaven, Rick slipped another finger inside me and vigorously sucked on my clitoris. A wave of pleasure swept over me, sending me far away, out of this world.
My legs almost gave way before he got up, walked out of the shower, and returned with his dick wrapped in a condom.
Still stunned by the orgasm, he held my legs against the tiled wall that was wet and hot from the warm water and steam. My legs were completely spread apart in this position, and my weight rested completely on the metal bar next to the tub.
Still distracted, his fully erect penis penetrated me. I let out a quiet moan as his erection caressed my inner walls. The sensation almost felt like pain, but the sight of him penetrating me made me forget everything.
His faster and faster in and out movement made me surf another wave of pleasure, and the constant collision of his pubic bone attacking my clitoris made me feel in heaven once again, leaving me completely paralyzed in his arms.
Soon after, his deep moan next to my ear made it clear that he had come as well.
"I promised to be nice, but I've always been better at being naughty," he said, placing a sweet kiss on my shoulder.
**********
After our sex scene in the shower, we finished bathing and then got dressed to make breakfast. Neither of us felt like going out to buy anything on a 42-degree day.
I was wearing one of his shirts, and he was wearing dark blue pajama bottoms.
With laughter and jokes, we made so many pancakes that I was sure he would have to eat pancakes for breakfast, lunch, and dinner for three days in a row. However, after looking at the way Rick ate, I think we may not have prepared enough.
The ringing of my phone brought me back to reality. I got up from the table under Rick's watchful eye to pick up my phone from the leather couch in front of us and read the message.
Eve: Will you be back soon? Jack and I will have lunch out.
Be back soon? With all the kissing and caressing, I had forgotten that this was supposed to be a one-night stand. In fact, I had forgotten everything.
Back in reality, I realized that all this had been crazy. I had given in to my impulses, and part of me wanted to prove Joe wrong.
Last night had been the best in a long time; even this morning had been just magical. Still, I had just ended a nearly five-year relationship a few weeks ago. I simply couldn't start another relationship in such a short time, could I?
No. Rick probably thought the same way. He hadn't even mentioned wanting to date.
Jesus Christ, what a mess. Actually, neither of us had talked about what we would be in the future or what we even are. Friends, a couple, friends with benefits... just acquaintances?
While I was deep in thought once again, I didn't realize that Rick came to me until one of his hands landed on my lower back.
"What's going on?" He whispered.
"I think... I think it's time to leave."
"Why?" His intense look paralyzed me.
Why? What should I say to that?
"Because this... is a one-night stand, isn't it?"
"This is whatever you want it to be, Anna."
What the hell did that mean? How was I supposed to know what I wanted if what I always thought I wanted was destroyed just more than four weeks ago?
Leaving this as a one-night stand would kill me. How would I forget all this chemistry between us? However, telling Rick that I wanted him in my life terrified me even more. What if in time the passion disappeared and everything turned out the same way it did with Joe? That would destroy me. After all, Joe was right; I was just an inexpert. Until yesterday I had only had sex with one man in my entire life, and Rick clearly had more experience than me.
Maybe I could have Rick in my life without putting my heart on the line by having a relationship, and maybe I could also use this experience to discover who I am and repair the damage caused to my self-esteem.
"I want us to... I want us to keep this as just, mmm, sex... but I don't want it to be just for today," I responded in a whisper, after plucking up my courage.
"So, you want us to keep sleeping together... but nothing else." His Adam's apple moved as he swallowed.
"If you say it like that, it sounds... horrible. It's just that I... you know, I just broke up with Joe."
"And you still love him."
"No! Well, what he did still hurts me, but no, ugh! I don't know, it's complicated. We spent a lot of time together, and he was my first... everything, but even before that happened, we weren't actually a couple anymore. Besides, like he said, I'm not very good at... well, you know what I mean."
"Anna, do you really believe what that asshole said? You have to forget it."
"But I can't! How on earth can I if I still feel that's what everyone thinks and all they talk about?"
"That won't last forever, Anna. Let them talk; next week, they'll have something new on their minds."
"But what about what I think? How could I forget everything he said and what I'm thinking right now?"
"Let me help you." His arms wrapped around me, melting us into a warm hug. I felt my heart beating wildly next to his.
TWELVE
Rick
I packed my last books in a box on the desk my computer used to be on, and took one last look at the empty room… or at least half empty.
The other half of the room still had some sports posters, and a framed soccer shirt with Evans stamped on the back hanging behind one bed.
Asshole.
"I hope you don't forget anything. I don't want to see you in my room again." Said a male voice behind me.
"You can rest assured. I won't miss seeing you around, in case that's what's bothering you."
"I don't want you around her either. I know what you're trying to do, Cole. Do you think I didn't notice you looking at her every time I brought her here?"
"Good thing that's no longer your business. She is the one who decides that, not you."
And for your information, she already did.
Those words almost escaped my lips, but I held them back because I knew I would end up smashing the face of the idiot in front of me.
After Joe broke up with Anna and exposed her the way he did, I suggested to Milo, the fraternity president, to expel him. However, the jerk Joe told everyone that Anna and I were sleeping together and got me expelled.
To hell with that stupid rule about not dating ex-girlfriends of fraternity members. By the time I was expelled, of course, Joe's accusations were untrue. Although after Anna's birthday I couldn't object to that anymore and I couldn't be more grateful.
When I think of her round ass peeking out of the sheets of my bed, my dick immediately gets hard.
Fuck, this woman will kill me.
When her roommate met me outside of the classroom last Wednesday and told me about Anna's birthday, I came up with a plan of action to convince her to go out with me on a date, but after Anna rubbed up against me on the dance floor and told me to leave the place, I sent everything to hell.
Come on, I couldn't say no to her. I had wished to sleep with her for almost two years instead of watching her sleep next to an idiot who fucked groupies every night after a game.
The night they broke up, I urged Anna to talk to Joe before going upstairs because I knew that if she went upstairs and saw Melissa, a Wildcats cheerleader, in Joe's bed, this jerk would use me as an excuse and say she was one of my conquests.
However, everything went worse than I expected. I didn't think they would break up right there in front of everyone after saying those stupid things that hurt Anna, and above all, I didn't expect him to post those pictures of her.
I won't lie, ever since I saw those pictures, I couldn't help thinking about her and getting hard, especially now that I knew what it felt like to be inside her, but part of me just wanted to kill the asshole in front of me for exposing her like that. The only reason I didn't do it was because I would probably end up in jail. Besides, Anna just wanted to leave all this behind.
This whole situation had seriously hurt Anna. I tried not to psychoanalyze her, despite my habits, but it was inevitable for me not to notice the trauma that all this had caused her.
So, when she turned down the dating thing, part of me refused to accept it, but I also knew that she needed to regain her confidence.
One of the steps to overcome trauma, whatever its severity, was to face what had happened, and because of Anna's absence from social networks, I think she had already achieved that part.
The next step is to modify her behavior. She needed to trust someone again and understand that the things that the idiot Joe had said weren't true.
She deserved to be loved both in and out of bed, and when she asked me to help her with that, I couldn't and didn't want to say no.
Lucky bastard.
"I'm serious, Cole. Stay away from her."
"No, Evans, you stay away from her. If I find out you went to her room again, I'll smash your face in." His tense jaw indicated that he was willing to start a fight. Even if I didn't want to mess up, my fists would gladly accept his invitation.
