by Fields, MJ
“Then what?”
“I just…it’s just…” she stares straight through my eyes and into my soul, but she’s speechless.
I’m not going to sit here and listen to her say she’s ashamed of our past or maybe even regrets what we did. I get up to walk to my room before I hear something that will crush me, something I won’t be able to come back from.
“Trevin, wait,” she calls after me, but I keep moving. It’s not until we get to my room that I turn around to shut the door and find her directly behind me. “Please wait.”
“Wait for what? To hear you say you regret our past? You regret pieces of us we shared?”
“I don’t regret it.” Her voice is meek and she refuses to take her eyes off the floor.
“Then look at me. Look at me and say that.”
She looks up, staring directly into my eyes, opening her windows and allows me to connect with her soul again. A piece of her I never thought she’d give me back. “I don't regret it. I’ll never regret it.”
We stare at each other, both daring the other to look away first, but instead, we stand completely still. Unsure of where to go from here.
She reaches out to grab my hand. “I’ll never regret being with you, Trev.”
I lace my fingers with hers, pulling her closer, inches from me.
Her eyes travel down to my lips then back up. “Have you still never kissed any girl but me?”
“No, I haven’t. My lips are only yours. Forever.” With that, I pull her into me, pressing my mouth to hers, feeling her part, welcoming me in.
My tongue moves in to sweep across hers, making my cock instantly hard as my hands grip her body, bringing her impossibly close to me, desperate to feel her warmth against me.
Goddamn she feels good. So real. So mine.
Her hands loosen their grip and when I feel them slide between us, my heart starts to tear in two when I figure out exactly what she’s doing. Her lips pull away from me slightly as her hands inch up farther to push me back. My body moves but my lips remain glued to hers, needing to hold on to this for just a few seconds longer.
She pulls back even more, forcing me to stop, knowing I’ve gone too far. She looks directly into my eyes without hesitation and takes me by surprise. Instead of stopping me, or leaving my room, she closes the door and wraps her arms around her body. Taking the hem of her shirt in her hands, she lifts the fabric completely off, dropping it to the floor at our feet.
Joy overcomes my soul when I realize she’s not rejecting me, she’s inviting me, and I finally have my Lily once again. I rush to her, pulling her roughly against my chest, wanting every inch of her body forged to my own. Her fingers start to move under my shirt, lifting it up, causing an animalistic growl to form in my lungs and escape from my mouth before I have any control to stop it. I don’t want to stop it. I want this. I’ve always wanted this and, fuck me, I’m not going to stop any reaction my body gives when it finally gets what it’s been craving for years.
We pull apart only to take my shirt off, and for me to start to unbutton her short shorts. Instantly, I fall to my knees, needing to worship at the feet of the woman in front of me—praising what she’s offering.
My lips brush across her soft stomach as I inch her shorts down her waist, trailing my fingers behind them. The fabric moves with my touch, down the length of her and the sides of her feet as I help her step out of them.
Looking up at her from my position, she offers me a shy smile and nods her head, reassuring me this is actually happening—she’s not going to stop me—she wants it, too.
I smirk in response and her head falls back in laughter before she wraps her hands around the base of my neck. Her fingers pull me up to her, and she almost moans the words into my ear. “I love that sexy smirk of yours.” Nipping at my ear with her teeth, enticing me further.
I turn to walk us to my bed, picking her up to place her on the mattress and then crawl on top of her. Her legs spread like the wings of a butterfly, welcoming me, before she wraps them tightly around my waist.
Holding myself up by my arms, I start to rock into her, pushing my hips against hers then pulling away. The small moans escaping her mouth are fucking sexy as hell. I try to swallow each and every one of them.
Her hands reach for my belt so I lift my hips to give her better access. Instead of trying to remove them completely, she reaches in, wrapping her hand around my cock and starts stroking my length.
Sensation rips through my body like I’ve never felt before. I’ve had women touch me countless times, but it’s never felt the way it feels now. Lily and I have been together twice, and both times were still very new to us. But not now.
This is real.
This is us.
We’ve waited years for this and fuck, I don’t ever want to lose this again. My lips reclaim hers, wanting every taste, every lick, every touch to last forever. I need her. Unable to wait any longer, I lift my hips, using one hand to push my pants and boxers down. She assists, pushing them down my legs with her feet until they’re finally off.
Starting at her neck, I kiss my way down her body, cupping her breast before removing her bra completely. I’ve never gotten to study her body the way I am now. I swear it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my life. Her skin is so soft, her breasts so full and natural as I move them around in my hand. Licking at her taut nipple before I suck it into my mouth. The sound of her sweet moans drives me further while her hands grip my back, drawing me nearer.
Making my way farther south, I run my fingers under the edge of her panties, spinning them around my finger so I can pull them down…teasingly slow. I want to memorize every inch of the beautiful angel before me.
At her feet, I pull them completely off, kissing the tops of her toes, running back up her thigh, her stomach, her breasts and finally to reunite with her lips. I lay between her legs, poised at her entrance but waiting for approval.
Our lips part and she whispers, “Trevin…”
“I love you, Lily.” I interrupt her. “I always have. I always will.”
When her eyes tear up, I ease my way inside, connecting with her, sealing our lips, cherishing the sensation of her body moving against mine. Everything feels so good, so right. I never want this night to end. I need it to last forever—this time it has to.
I move slowly in and out, leaving my lips melded with hers, enjoying every moan, clinging to every gasp, adoring every sigh separately as they escape from her. Everything about this moment is perfection, and for the first time in my life, I truly make love to the woman I can’t get enough of. My pace is slow, constant, methodical, and oh so fucking good. My hands run down her arms, interlacing our fingers, and I pull them above her head, keeping them there for me to hold.
“I love you, Lily.” I continue to pepper her with kisses.
“I love you, too, Trevin.” I hear her say it just as much as I feel it, and I completely lose control. No one has told me they loved me since my mom died. The emotional and physical overload is too much to handle. My grip tightens and I hold her as close as humanly possible, but it’s not enough.
My body starts to shatter from the inside and I can’t hold on any longer. I speed up my tempo, rubbing my body against her, making her pulse race as I feel her body slicken more, allowing me to move faster, smoother, hotter.
My lips reach hers just in time to swallow her moan as I feel her insides clench my cock in pulsating grips as she rides out her orgasm.
I push hard against her, taking her wave, gripping my hands on either side of her face. With more intensity than I’ve ever shared, I kiss her, pouring all my feelings into this single release. When I find my own, I let loose everything I have inside her.
We both stay gripped around each other, neither of us wanting to ever let go. Our lips remain connected as we enjoy each other’s taste and cherish the desires we’ve kept at bay for so long.
I feel myself start to go limp and my cum begins to ooze from her body. Rel
easing her mouth, I whisper, “Don’t go anywhere.” I get up to get her a towel. Warming it quickly, I walk to her, wipe her clean of my release and throw the towel to my dirty clothes pile before crawling back into bed and pulling her close to me.
“Please stay with me,” I whisper into her hair as I wrap my arm around her stomach, pulling her back directly into my front.
She folds her arms over mine, holding me tightly, saying, “I will.” She brings my hand to her mouth and kisses it.
“I meant it, Lily…I’ve always loved you.”
“Me too, Trev, me too.”
Twenty
Finally the girl is mine.
I'll show her the world
And everything that's fine
Because finally the girl is mine.
- Trevin Allen
Lily – the next day
I wake up in Trevin’s arms, just like I should have been for the last few years. Everything about last night felt right. It was perfect. He was perfect. I’ve wanted this for so long, but the thought of losing my friendship with him again always held me back. Last time we tried this was a disaster, but we were younger, things were different. I’m praying this time we can make us work.
His lips press against my shoulder and a smile covers my face.
“Good morning, Lilies,” he whispers in my ear.
“Good morning, Trevin.” I hold my arms tighter against his before running my fingers over his friendship bracelet.
“You know I only have one left; you’re going to have to make me a new batch here soon.”
I smirk, letting out a small laugh. I never thought I’d be making friendship bracelets for a grown man.
“But first, are you ready for the first day of the rest of your life?” he asks.
“Does it include this every morning?”
“Hell yes.” He flips me over so he’s lying on top of me, kissing down my neck while rubbing his hands over my breasts. His fingers graze my side, making me squeal from my ticklish spot. The warmth of his breath and the way his laughter dances on my skin have me on cloud nine.
My trance is broken by a voice coming through the door. “Yeah, just friends my ass. That better be Lily in there, Trevin, or we have a missing girl on our hands.”
Trev looks up with his sexy grin, waiting for me to respond.
“Yeah, I’m in here,” I respond, cupping his face in my hands. “And yeah, I guess we’re more than just friends.”
His lips find mine faster than I can say anything else, and I begin to laugh through his attack.
“It’s about time, you two. But seriously, get out here. We have to get you ready and I’m starving,” Morgan declares from behind the door.
I give Trevin a peck on the lips and start to get up.
“Wait.” He stops me before I can walk away. “So, we’re actually doing this?” He grabs my hand. “Me and you? You’re going to tell people and finally make this thing work? Publicly?”
“Yes, Trevin. I want this. I’ve always wanted this. Maybe now we both are at a place where we can make this happen.”
I watch as his face lights up and he drags me back down to the bed. He matches his lips with mine and positions our bodies perfectly together until we hear the rattle of a hollow door being beaten on.
“Hello! Get up! We’ve got to go!”
We both laugh and succumb to the fact that we really do have to get out of bed. I kiss his lips to reassure him. “Don’t worry, I’m not going anywhere. Remember, I live here, too.”
We both grab our clothes before opening the door to Morgan standing out front with her arms crossed, giving us both an I-told-you-so look. Trevin wraps his arm around my back, pulling me to him to kiss the top of my head.
“Uh huh, so you’ve been lying to me all this time?” she asks.
I look at Trevin before turning back to Morgan. “Well, not entirely. Come on, I’ll fill you in.” I grab her hand, pulling her to my room to give her the Readers Digest version of my relationship with Trevin.
* * *
I was nervous to tell my parents and my friends about Trevin, but surprisingly, everyone had the same reaction Morgan did, declaring it’s about time. And they’re right. It is about time we pursue what we’ve both wanted for so long.
Today’s a new day. I’ve officially graduated from college, Trevin and I are finally where we both want to be, and Trevin’s new band just got signed. Life couldn’t get any better.
He never leaves my side at the party he’s thrown for me. Any chance he gets, he’s got his arm around me, kissing my cheek, or pulling me aside to sneak in affectionate touches better shared privately.
Everyone from school is here, along with my sorority sisters and the girls from my dance team. I’ve never been so free or so happy in my life, but when Trevin says he has a surprise for me, my heart beats through my chest in anticipation.
Nothing could have prepared me for the sight of all my students walking out to a makeshift stage to perform a special dance they choreographed, only for me, to one of Trevin’s new songs.
Pride seeps through my soul as I watch girls I’ve worked with for the last few years, proving to me what I’ve helped them achieve. I have to fight back tears when I think of how far some of them have come.
Once they’re done, I run up, hugging them tightly and praising them for how amazing both the choreography and their technique were.
Trevin walks up, putting his hand on my shoulder, and I turn instantly to give him a big hug. Thanking him for the amazing surprise.
Satisfaction shows through his smile before he says, “Anything for my Lilies. I’m going to go grab a beer, can I get you water or some ice tea?”
“You know what?” I say, looking at him. “Make me a drink. Something you’ll think I’ll like.”
He laughs. “Seriously?”
I’m not a drinker, never have been. I’ve had a few drinks here and there, but it was always at a bar or some college party. Never during the day just hanging out.
I laugh. “Yes, just hush and get me a drink.” I swat playfully at his chest.
“Hey, if the woman wants a drink…” He holds up his hands in surrender and kisses my cheek before walking away.
One drink turns into two, which becomes three pretty quickly. The day falls into night, and the DJ Trevin hired turns the sophisticated party into a dance club.
Trevin and I dance, wrapped around each other all night as the drinks flow endlessly. My love for him, in this moment grows more and more as the night progresses, and I never want this to end. I want to freeze this moment, putting it inside a snow globe so I can shake it to relive the magic all over.
The people surrounding us slowly fade away, leaving only a few remaining, but it doesn’t matter. Only he does. My perfect day is about to be my perfect night when Trevin picks me up and carries me to the house. We ask the staff he hired to make sure everyone leaves and then lock the house up behind us.
“And where do you think you’re taking me?” I ask jokingly as the alcohol starts to make my head spin along with the fact I’m being carried.
“To our room.”
“Our room?”
“Yes, didn’t you know?” He looks down to smirk at me. “You no longer live in the room down the hall. You live in mine. Ours.”
He kicks open the door and throws me on his mattress. I squeal in response before gaining my bearings and climbing to my knees. After shutting the door, he slowly stalks toward the bed, removing his shirt and throwing it on the floor.
“Do you know how many nights I dreamed of having you in my bed?” he asks as he yanks my shirt up and over my head. “Do you know how many times I practically had to handcuff myself to this headboard just to stop me from walking down to your room and taking you any way I wanted?” He unhooks my bra and throws it across the room. “Fuck, Lily. I’ve loved you for so fucking long.”
I stand up, looking him straight in the eye, and slide my skirt and panties down my legs until I’m c
ompletely naked, offering myself to him. With his face at my stomach, I lean in, running my fingers through his crazy hair, making him look up into my eyes. “Then take me already,” I whisper.
Before I can blink an eye, he tosses me back to the bed, and his pants are ripped off. Everything about both of us is so primal, lust filled, such a desperate need that we don’t take our time. He enters me with a powerful thrust, leaving me screaming my response. It’s intense, so different, but I only want it more and harder. Our movements are passionate, not rational, but fucking amazing. We’re running a marathon together and never want to reach the finish line.
My fingers yank on his hair as he sucks my neck like he’s dying of thirst and he’s trying to save his life with one last drop.
“Ah, fuck,” he growls as he pulls out, flipping me over and slamming into me again.
Holding onto my hips, he thrusts hard against me. His fingers dig into my skin as he completely loses his mind and I love every second. I want it; I need it, harder, faster, stronger. I feel like I can’t breathe but air is still the last thing I need.
Right now, in this moment, all I need is him. Inside me, connected to me, making me feel this way. I can’t hold back and unfamiliar sounds start flying out of me. I have no idea what’s happening inside me, but I know I never want it to stop.
Trevin falls back against his heels, lifting me so we’re sitting with my back to his front and I’m almost on his lap. One arm wraps around my chest as the other starts to explore areas of my body while he keeps the same pace sliding in and out of me.
“I fucking love you so much. This is so unreal. I never want this to end,” he growls more than says into my ear.
His voice alone is my undoing. I lose all control, my insides spasm around his cock, my eyes roll back in my head, my breath hitches, and my head falls back on his chest.
“Fuck yes, Lily, give it to me, let me feel you squeeze my cock.” His words continue as I ride my high, frozen in ecstasy, feeling him slam inside me with his own release.