by K E Osborn
I move my lips to her neck, kissing and sucking as I work her higher and higher. She’s freely moaning and running her hands up my muscular back, digging her fingernails in every now and then as I push harder on her clit. Starting to shake, her eyes roll into the back of her head as she bites her bottom lip. Her back arches off the bed and I stroke her inside once more as she clamps her nails into my back while she moans loudly. Her pussy tightens around my fingers and then releases, followed by little tremors letting me know she’s climaxed. Relaxing back on the bed her body placid, I move my mouth back to hers and kiss her with a slow passion. Her kiss is languid as her fingers find their way back to my hair, her favourite place for them.
She slowly pulls her lips from mine and looks at me through hooded lust-filled eyes. “You always were so good at that,” she whispers and then leans up kissing me again. I smile against her lips and run my hand up her stomach and to her supple breast and massage it slowly.
God, she feels fantastic and I honestly can’t believe this is even happening right now.
If this is a dream, DO NOT wake me up…EVER!
I want to make her come again because seeing the way her body reacts to me when she’s climaxing, is like drug-induced high for me. I don’t think I could ever get enough of it. I kiss her quickly and then pull my lips from hers and start trailing kisses down her neck to her chest. I take her nipple in my mouth and suck on it, twirling the bud with my tongue. She runs her hand through my hair while she’s still coming down from her high. I continue to move down south and kiss her stomach and along her pelvis, creeping my body slowly down the bed. Indi isn’t saying or doing anything. I think she’s still out of it, even a little dazed. I smirk as I look up at her while she relaxes on the bed with her eyes closed. I step back off the bed and kneel on the floor at the end. Then I grasp both her legs and pull her down. She looks up and squeals which only makes me chuckle.
“Caleb, I was nice and relaxed,” she says as I move her legs over my shoulders.
“Don’t worry, baby, I’ll get you back there right now.”
She rests back on the bed with a smile. I move in and run my nose along her thigh just taking in the beauty before me. Indi is like a slice of heaven and everything about her is a peaceful harmony that’s utterly perfect. She is my home, and with her is where I belong. I move my mouth to her pussy and flick my tongue out onto her clit. She jolts and exhales shifting on the bed. I run my finger in line with her entrance and slowly slide inside as my tongue begins to caress her very slowly at first. She tastes heavenly as I apply more pressure with my tongue and fingers and she starts to writhe around me. I hear her heavy breathing as I look up and see both her hands fisting onto the bed sheets. She loves this and I plan on doing this so many more times tonight. I flick my tongue against her clit in figure eights and she’s starting to arch her back off the bed already. She’s working up quickly this time, and I’m okay with that. It means I can be inside her sooner. She moans out loud and her hand races to my hair and she fists it forcefully and directs my head into the position she likes. Which only turns me on more.
If my cock gets any harder, I think it will explode!
I continue swirling my tongue while I finger fuck her fast, nothing slow about this one. Indi wants to come, and she wants it quickly, her wish is my command. She moans loudly as her body begins to shake and tremble around me. Her thighs tighten over my face and I can’t help but smile that she’s reacting like this. I knew I was good at it, but I only want to please one woman and that is Indi. So knowing I’m making this perfect for her is only making me feel more pleasure if that’s possible. She arches her back and pulls on my hair as her body stops trembling and then tenses up. She calls out my name in a wave of ecstasy and then her whole body relaxes onto the bed again. I smile and pull my fingers from her, putting them in my mouth and sucking so I can taste all of her. She lives up to her name, sweet Indi. She tries to calm her breathing as I stand up and pull her up the bed then I move over the top of her.
I noticed the pill packet on her bedside table. I didn’t bring any condoms with me because I honestly never thought this would happen. So I hope she’s okay going bareback.
I lean down and kiss her as she slowly wraps her legs around my waist pulling us together. I kiss her passionately and she quickly gets her enthusiasm back. She seems to have come down from her second high much quicker because now she’s kissing me like this is the last time we ever will. I pull back and look at her, moving a piece of hair from her face. She looks back at me and smiles so kindly it melts my heart.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” I ask and she smiles again and nods.
“I’m sure. Make love to me, Caleb.”
This is going to happen.
This is actually going to happen!
I lean down and kiss her passionately and move my hips so my tip is right at her entrance. The release is going to be more than welcome and I absolutely need it right now. Working Indi up has done the same to me and honestly I don’t know how I’ve lasted this long.
I start to slide inside her and her warmth encases all around me and it is pure…fucking…ecstasy. I kiss her hard and just as I’m about to move in fully, her phone rings. I groan and she stops kissing me and looks over at the bedside table where her mobile phone is ringing.
“Leave it,” I say and try to kiss her again but she shakes her head and squeezes her eyes shut.
“Shit!” she says and looks at me. “I have to get that.”
I groan still seated inside her. “Can’t you call them back?” I’m trying hard not to just push in fully and have my way with her.
“I can’t Caleb, I’m on call. It’s the hospital. I’m so sorry,” she says and pushes me off.
I exhale and flop onto the side of the bed as my cock throbs and my stomach sinks.
This isn’t going to happen, after all!
“Hello,” she says breathlessly as she answers her phone.
“Yes, okay, sure, I’ll be there as soon as I can,” she says and hangs up.
I roll onto my back and bring my arm over my face because I feel like I actually want to scream.
She leans over me and pulls my arm away from my face. “I’m sorry, but it’s an emergency. I have to go. I’m on call,” she says and I smile and nod. I want her to feel like I’m okay with this when I’m really not. “Get dressed, I have to leave as soon as possible.”
I open my eyes wide. She doesn’t even want me to stay here and be waiting for her when she gets back?
Wow!
I slowly rise from the bed as she rushes around putting clothes on. I leisurely get dressed feeling very deflated and a little hurt that she doesn’t want me to stay.
“Caleb, c’mon,” she berates as she rushes out of the bedroom leaving me feeling cold and alone.
I swallow hard and pull up my jeans trying hard not to get my still hard cock caught in my zip. I pull my vest on over my head and slide on my leather jacket and step into my shoes as I hear Indi racing about. I walk out into the lounge room just as she grabs her coat and rushes toward the door grabbing her keys from the buffet.
“I’ll call you, okay?” Then rushes out the door.
I stand in the middle of her lounge room in shock. How can it go from full on, to full stop, in the space of thirty seconds? My head is spinning, and my cock is throbbing!
“Caleb, c’mon,” she calls out and I step forward walking out the front door.
“Thanks for dinner. I’ll call you,” she says and leans in hugging me and then rushes off down to her car. She gets in, starts her car up, and then drives off.
Just. Like. That.
All while I stand on her front doorstep like a stunned mullet with a confused head and a rock hard boner, and no one to fix either problem.
I didn’t even get a kiss goodbye. Now I’m totally and utterly confused as I drive home. I need to ease the tension in my body and the only way I can figure out how to do that right now is by drinking
. I know I really shouldn’t, but right this second I just want to be drunk! I pull through the bottle shop and pick up a bottle of whiskey to take home. I need to rub one out and stop thinking about how I was nearly inside Indi but didn’t get to actually make love to her. Thinking of that is making me extremely despondent. I park my car and grab my bottle and head inside my home.
Alone.
And horny.
I open the door and walk inside opening the whiskey while I walk and taking a large gulp right from the bottle. This kind of frustration doesn’t call for glassware. I close the door with my foot and walk over to my lounge suite and slump down onto it trying to rid the imagery of Indi from my mind. That, plus, her confusing personality tonight has my head spinning. She says she wants to be ‘just friends.’
But ‘just friends,’ don’t fuck!
But ‘just friends’ do leave without a kiss goodbye.
This is so confusing that it’s doing my head in. I can’t work out what she wants!! I can’t think straight and I’m left as horny as hell and that’s never a good thing. I’ll just have to get drunk and comatose myself until the morning. I shrug out of my leather jacket and pull out my phone and wallet from my jean’s pocket throwing them on the table. My wallet falls open and a piece of paper flies out. I pick it up and notice its Sasha’s number from the other night. I exhale and ditch it onto the table and rest back into the lounge taking another large gulp of the strong amber liquid.
My head is pounding and I’m laying down. I’m pretty sure I’m in bed, although I have absolutely no recollection of how I got here. I groan as I roll over letting my arm flop out to the side and it lands on something, which then makes an ‘oomph’ sound.
I open my eyes and immediately spot a woman lying next to me. I tense up because she’s a brunette, but her hair is over her face.
Fuck!
I slowly pull her hair away her face to see its Sasha from the after-party the other night.
Double fuck!
I rub my chin wondering what the hell happened last night. I look under the covers and we’re both stark bollock naked, and when I look at the bedside table, I see a condom and ripped open packet.
Triple fuck!
I flop onto my back as guilt flows over me. I was going to make love to Indi last night, so what do I do? Come home and have fucking sex with a complete stranger?
Good going, tosser!
I should’ve known getting drunk like that was a terrible idea. Sasha moves slightly next to me moaning a little and grabbing her head. She slowly opens her eyes and looks at me and then smiles.
“Well, good morning,” she says quietly in a sleep filled voice, so she doesn’t hurt either of our pain-filled heads.
“Yep,” I say dismissively.
I feel terrible. No wonder Indi is so worried about me with other women. Look what I’ve gone and done. Fucking hell!
“We drank so much last night,” she says.
“A whole lot,” I reply and she looks at me furrowing her brow.
“Do you remember any of it?”
“Umm…honestly, not a thing,” I reply.
“I knew you were wasted when I came over. I just didn’t realise how bad. Shame you don’t remember, it was a wild night. One I soon won’t forget, even through my drunken haze.”
I close my eyes tight and imagine punching myself in the head as hard as I can.
“Hey, don’t beat yourself up. We had fun, even if you kept calling me Indi. But I don’t mind, I got to have you and she didn’t. Lucky me.” She sits up letting the sheets drop away from her skinny frame, then climbs out of bed and walks over to the en-suite and closes the door.
Shit!
Crap!
Fuck!
You fucking idiot, Caleb!
How could I be so utterly stupid? I really am a serial screw up!
I sit up and walk over to my joggers and pull them up. Running my hands over my face trying to scrub away the misery. It doesn’t work.
Of course, it doesn’t work, you idiot! Nothing will erase this gigantic mistake.
I run my hand through my hair thinking I can’t stay here anymore. The guilt is eating me alive, I just need to be out of this God forsaken bedroom. I walk out to the lounge room. I slump down onto the lounge suite and rest my elbows on my knees while placing my head in my hands.
I feel like a complete bellend. No worse than that, a total wankstain.
I just hope Indi never finds out about this. About what a fuck up I really am. This would just prove her right. That her theory of me not being able to control myself around other women is actually a fact. When I know it isn’t. I know having a naked woman in my en-suite kind of proves me wrong, but last night was a mistake. I hardly ever get drunk and when I do I make appalling decisions, obviously. So no more drinking for me. I need to prove to Indi I can be a one woman guy, and I can be I’m positive of it. I would be anything for her if only she’ll let me.
Sasha walks out of the bedroom this time fully clothed, thankfully. She walks over and sits down next to me on the lounge suite.
“So, last night was—”
“A mistake...you should leave,” I say interrupting her. I definitely do not want to give Sasha the wrong idea about whatever last night was. I turn to look at her and she’s biting at her bottom lip and nodding.
“Okay, sure,” she says standing up. She collects a handbag I hadn’t noticed was sitting on the coffee table.
“Walk me out?”
I exhale and stand up walking with her to my front door. I open the door, she smiles at me and leans in kissing my cheek. I tense up and mentally punch myself again.
“Can we do this again sometime?” she asks, just like they always do.
“I don’t think so,” I say dismissively, not even looking at her. She chuckles and leans in touching my chest.
“Don’t be too hard on yourself, Caleb. We had a good night and it is what it is,” she says and leans in kissing my cheek again. I flare my nostrils because right now I’m so furious at myself, I feel like I literally want to actually punch my own face. She walks out of my house and I don’t even watch as I slam the door and then lean against it resting my chin on my chest as I close my eyes just trying to breathe. I’m so angry, and I’m the only one to blame here. Me, it all rests with me. Sasha only came because I must have called her. Sure, I don’t remember the call, but how else would she know where to come?
This is so fucked up!
Maybe Indi is better off without scum like me. I can’t believe I let my hormones rule my head. If I want to get Indi on side, this is certainly not the way to do it!
I feel utterly gutted and guilty, and I need to make it up to her. She doesn’t know what happened but I do, and I need to make myself feel better. My built up frustrations found me in bed with another woman and that makes me feel physically ill.
I was going to have Indi last night and because I was so worked up and horny and didn’t have my release, I chose someone else to help me along rather than wait. Delayed gratification is always the way to go. I should have waited. But I was stupid, got drunk and lost my inhibitions.
Well, at least, I was still thinking about Indi when I was sleeping with someone else. I just wish I could remember last night, or maybe I don’t want to remember. Sasha said it was a wild night, so maybe it is best if I don’t know what I got up to. All I know is right now I need to fix my insecurities about Indi. I need to let her know how much I love her and how much I want this, and what better way to a woman’s heart than through gifts, right?
I’m on my way home from being called in for the emergency at work. We had three nurses go down with the flu, so I had to go in and cover a shift. The emergency ward was hectic last night. Then I had to stay on for my shift today. I’m on no sleep and I have very little energy left in my reserves. But I still had a lot of time to think about how things were going with Caleb. It was like I couldn’t control myself around him. And even though I know I don’t want a rel
ationship and I really do only want us to kiss, last night went way further than what I was expecting it to go. I honestly lost all my senses last night, and I forgot that the reason I don’t want to sleep with him is because he wouldn’t be able to commit to me. And even if he does that’s not what I want anyway.
We can’t be together because a love like ours could destroy us both, and I don’t want to be responsible for the death of us. Last night was a mistake and I have to find a way to make sure Caleb knows that it can’t happen again. I can’t trust that he would be only with me, and I can’t trust if he were that we wouldn’t get in too deep.
No, this is too much.
I need to pull back.
I was lost in the moment of having him there with me. He was so nice and he fixed everything for me, made me dinner, and showed me what it would be like if we were together. I loved that feeling, but then the memory of Maddie and him comes back to mind and I can’t shake the image of him the day after us sleeping together of him being with someone else.
How do I know he wouldn’t do that now?
I love him, that’s for sure.
But do I trust him? No.
I don’t and he brought that on himself, so I need to take a step back. I need to remember that Caleb is not good for me, and even though I was swept up in the moment, I forgot all about our history. I can’t let that happen again. In a way, I’m glad the hospital rang when they did, because I know sleeping with him would have made him question things even further. At least now we can go back to being friends like it never happened. And if that doesn’t work, then I might have to stop seeing him altogether. I just hope it doesn’t come to that because it’s not what I want.
In a way, I feel like maybe I’m self-sabotaging because last night I was so happy with Caleb. But only in the light of the morning, when I’m withdrawn from his intoxicating presence, can I see reality for what it is. Caleb makes me happy, but he has the power to make me miserable and that outweighs the happiness. I’ve lived with misery for most of my life and I don’t need it being enhanced by some infatuation with Caleb. I need to keep my guard up around him and I can’t let it drop again. That was foolish of me. I need to be strong…no, stronger. I need to set boundaries and I need to set him back to the right level where we are ‘friends.’