Setting her on my side of the bed, it hurts to let her go even though it’s only for a few seconds. I gather all of her belongings and place them neatly on her nightstand. Then I lift the covers and slide us both underneath.
With her warmth around me and mine around her, this solitude is perfect. Taking the covers, I pull them over our heads where we can just be…
I wake to whispers, so close, yet so far away. Pulling the covers off of my head, it’s dark. The sun has set and Arion isn’t next to me. Fuck, where is she?
Looking around, it’s so dark I can barely see in front of me. I blink a few times, then turn my lamp on and spot her. She’s on the bottom edge of the bed, sleeping and…whispering. Scooting over, I take a closer look to try to and make out what she’s saying. She looks in pain, so instinctively I go to wake her. Then she says, “Bain.” That one simple word leaving her lips freezes me. It stops me dead in my tracks and I forget about everything else.
I listen some more, hoping to get a glimpse into her tortured mind, but all of her words are mumbled. Nothing is clear enough for me to make out. Then she rolls over towards me, her arm goes flying and hits me in the face. I do my best to contain my laughter. Jesus, she’s so cute.
She moves some more, clearly restless, and her clothes twist exposing one of her tits. I can’t help but groan wanting to suck it.
“Harder,” she mumbles tightening her thighs together.
Fuck, she’s dreaming about fucking me.
Leaning down, I press my lips against the skin of her nipple, so soft and warm, ’til my mouth forms around it causing it to harden and become erect. I leave a trail of kisses all around, claiming what is mine. Yes, her nipple is mine, she is mine, and I’ll be damned if I give up.
With my mouth latched on, her body bows. Her doing so makes me suck hard and I move on top of her. With my free hand, I slide it underneath her and she arches for me so I can bring our bodies close together.
She moans knotting her fingers into my hair, while I keep sucking and kissing. My cock is stiff and wants her so bad. With just our clothes separating us, I press myself against her *. Letting her know how much I want her.
She doesn’t open her eyes, but I know she’s awake. “Fuck me,” she whispers. There’s my girl, as eager as ever. I smile, so happy to get a piece of who she was a few days ago, even if it’s only for a little bit. We’ve been through some shit these last few days, but I know I can make all that go away. Binding our bodies together as one does something to our minds and our souls. My lips move urgently on their own, drenching her skin, my skin with kiss, after kiss, after kiss, twisting and pulling her clothes every which way so I can touch every bit of her skin.
She moves her hands through my hair gripping hard and then she roams my body. Covering every part of me, ’til she reaches my pants and goes inside. The instant her soft hands form around my hard cock, I want more and begin moving my hips. Pushing and pulling, pumping myself in her grip.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, my mind begins to race to images of her leaving me for Nate. My chest tightens in pain, as my heart skips a beat. Dammit, I need to stop thinking like that. She won’t leave me – she can’t. “I love you, baby,” I tell her.
“I love you.” Hearing her say the words is just what I needed. Well, that and her *. Moving my hands, I pull her shorts and underwear off. She sits up and lifts her tank top over her head, leaving her perky tits staring at me.
I rip my sweats and t-shirt off in the blink of an eye, lying back down on top of her, pressing both of us hard into the mattress. My cock yearns to be inside of her and she wants it. She’s so wet that the small pressure of my dick against her sex causes me to slide right in.
As I enter her body, I grunt out in pleasure. It sounds barbaric, but I can’t help myself. Even though it’s only been a few days, it feels like a lifetime and I don’t stop moving ’til I’m all the way inside of her. Then bracing my weight above her, I claim her mouth and hold her face. Moving like I have so many times, only this time, it feels different. Like everything is fucked, but I know it’s just my mind again. I move a little faster, letting the pleasure take over and push me out of this world.
With my eyes tightly shut, I focus on our release. Except mine won’t come. That fucker standing in the hallway keeps creeping back up in my head. I fear this could be our last time together. She’s better now…she’s calm and has had time to come to terms with things. She’s got the medication to help as well and…I can’t keep going there. I won’t go there.