Hurricane Butterfly

by Vermeulen, Mechelle

  His voice is like velvet over my skin.

  “That’s what I was hoping for.” I can feel the heat rise to my cheeks.

  He slips his hand into mine, pulling me closer. “Don’t tempt me, sweetheart.”

  His other hand grips my ass. I gulp. Oh God, my panties are soaked and he has only been here a few minutes. He pulls me up for a slow deep kiss then takes my hand and leads me back to the house. Only when we get to the porch do I get my voice back.

  “Ben and Alice are out back. Are you sure this is okay?”

  His eyes possess me, “It’s fine; we’re fine.”

  I gawk at him, mouth open. “Really?”

  He nods, rubbing my arm. “Really.”

  Relief washes over me and for a second I feel extremely anxious, but he lifts my hand up and presses his lips against it. Alice and Ben are still out on the porch. He slips off his black leather jacket and hangs it on the back of the kitchen chair. The soft grey t-shirt hugs his muscles in all the right places, and I blush, inwardly knowing I’ve seen what’s underneath.

  “Let’s do this.” Before I can respond, his hand slips into mine, and he leads me out onto the patio.

  Alice’s eyes stretch as she sees us, giving me the biggest smile. “Hi Josh, good to see you again.” She takes a step closer to Ben who seems to have momentarily frozen.

  I dig my nails deeper into Josh’s hand but he remains calm. “Hi.” He says then turns his attention to Ben who has thank God snapped out of his catatonic state.

  They just look at each other, and suddenly I have second thoughts. Was this the worst idea ever? Maybe I should have just left them to sort it out on their own time? Well, it’s too late now.

  “Jack on the rocks?” Ben takes a step forward.

  Josh looks him straight in the eye, “Yeah.”

  I realize I’ve been holding my breath when Josh looks down at me as Ben passes us on his way back into the kitchen. He winks then leans down and kisses me on my nose. I can almost hear Alice melt into a puddle.

  My insides begin to relax a bit, but then Ben walks out with two glasses, a bottle of whiskey and a bag of ice.

  Alice grabs my hand. “Excuse us,” she says in a singsong tune and pulls me by the hand into the kitchen.

  “Here.” Alice stands by the table with two open bottles Bacardi. “Now wipe the drool from your mouth and tell me what you said to Ben.” She smiles happily.

  I tip the bottle and drink it halfway before stopping. “Was this a bad idea?”

  She clenches her jaw. “Nah, it’s all good. They need to sort their shit out, especially now that one of them is humping you.”

  I look back at him again, tipping the bottle to my lips.

  “When you’ve finished eye fucking him can we please get back to the matter at hand?”

  I swing around, “What?”

  She rolls her eyes. “Ben…‌what did you tell him? He’s…‌different, not that I’m complaining, but, I need to know.”

  I drag my eyes away from the porch and take a sip. “He wanted to know why you’ve been acting weird around him.”

  She gasped, putting her hand on her heart, “What! Fuck!”

  “So he knows?”

  “Yeah, he knows.”

  “Shit!” she tips the bottle back.

  Josh and Ben are standing with their backs turned, each with a drink in hand, talking. I gulp the rest of the bottle down when I hear Alice open the fridge to take out two more. We sit down at the kitchen table in silence.

  “What if it doesn’t work?” she says in a low voice.

  “I think about it all the time.”

  “I don’t mean you and Josh, I mean…‌us.”

  “I know, I think about that, too.” I put my hand over hers. She sits back staring out in front of her.

  “I don’t know, Al, I guess we’ll just have to wait and see.”

  She nods slowly, fiddling with the label of the bottle.

  “So, what’s next?”

  “Uhm, I still have to butter the bread.”

  ”That’s not what I mean.” She takes a sip. “With you and Josh, have you talked about it?”

  “Wait, let me rephrase, have you guys talked? Cause he looks at you like he wants to eat you.”

  I shake my head and tear myself away from the window, grabbing the lettuce and breaking it into the salad bowl. A smile bubbles up that I am unable to contain, like all my other emotions when I think about him.

  “I know what I need to know, we’ll sort the rest out as we go.”

  She shakes her head animatedly. “Wow, that’s deep, Soph.”

  “Ben told me.” She lifts herself up onto the counter top and takes another sip.

  “Wait what?” I walk towards her my heart racing. “What do you mean?”

  “He said that things between him and Josh were bad because of his sister. Josh feels guilty about her death. Apparently, he has been trying to pin her death on this guy, but the courts have thrown out the case. There wasn’t enough evidence to convict him or something. “

  I cross my arms over my chest and hug my shoulders, “I know, and there’s nothing I can do to make it better. They’re just going to keep blaming each other for something they had no control over.”

  “I don’t know, Ben said that Lilly asked Josh to call him because she couldn’t get hold of him, and he didn’t. He thinks she wanted to talk to him before she killed herself.”

  There’s a moment’s silence threatening to take away the warm feeling inside.

  “I’ve never felt like this Al.”I press my eyes closed thinking of how his lips trailed lovingly over the parts of my body that disgusted me.

  “‘He kissed me…‌everywhere. It was as if there was nothing between us, no scars, no fear, no barriers.”

  “So did you do it?”

  “No. He said, I need to be sure.”

  “Are you?”

  “I’ve never felt more certain of anything, but I can’t help but feel that something bad is going to happen.”

  She takes my hand, “I know the feeling.”

  Josh’s eyes are on me the moment he steps back into the kitchen. Ben puts the dish with meat in the middle of the table. We stand around awkwardly as Alice and I set the table, and then we all sit down. Ben at the head, Alice on his right, and me and Josh next to each other on the other side.

  Throughout dinner Ben and Josh talk about sports and places in Seattle that I’ve never heard of, and apart from the occasional awkward silence, it appears as if things between them are okay.

  After a long and agonizing dinner of keeping myself from touching him, Alice and Ben go into the lounge and Josh stays in the kitchen with me. I am relieved to have some alone time with him. He rinses the dishes, and I pack them into the washer. He wipes his hands and stands behind me as I close the door.

  Chapter 19

  “It’s so fucking hard keeping my hands off you,” he whispers into my neck before his lips press against it, sending my heart racing. With his hands on my hips, I can feel the heat of his body seeping into mine as he pulls me back into him. My hands slip around his wrists, feeling the muscles moving underneath my fingers.

  “Oh God, Josh,” my breath races as his hands move down to my bare legs, leaving a trail of sparks on my skin.

  “What are you doing?”

  His lips trail along my ear. “What I’ve been waiting all night for.” His lips nibble along my ear as his fingers slip underneath my panties. I throw my head back, trying to keep my eyes on the door, biting down on my lip to keep myself from crying out.

  “What’s that?” My breath races as his hand moves underneath my top, pulling the lace of my bra so that my nipple springs free, grazing hard against my shirt.

  “Watching you come as I fuck you with my mouth.” He breathes in my ear as his other hand slips between my legs, stroking the soaked strip of cotton, which is the only thing between his fingers and m
y wet opening. I can feel myself falling into that haze when Ben’s voice comes from the lounge.

  “How about one for the road?” Ben yells from the lounge.

  Josh lifts his head from my neck. “Be right there.”

  His voice is calm as his fingers press more deeply onto the cotton panties, almost entering me before slipping his hand out, leaving me wet and aching for him. “Oh God, Josh.” The words come out under my ragged breath.

  He turns me around and pushes a stray lock from my face, tucking it behind my ear. “Is this what you want?”

  I nod, unable to string two words together, “Yes.”

  His eyes tell me exactly what’s in store for me later and I can feel my knees going weak. “Then that’s what you’ll get.” he says in a low husky whisper.

  He takes the bottle into the lounge as I try and collect myself. I take the back stairs up to the bathroom for a much-needed cool down then join them in the lounge. Alice lies with her head in Ben’s lap, busy on her phone, and Ben and Josh talk about cars.

  The one corner of his mouth pulls up as his eyes settle on mine, and I feel my whole body tingle. I curl up next to him on the couch, lying with my head on his chest. He casually puts his arm around me when Ben fixes them another drink, pushing his fingers into the back of my hair, playing with the loose strands until I feel myself drifting off.

  I wake up when the front door shuts. Ben and Alice are gone, and Josh is standing by the door watching me.

  I sit up; feeling flustered, as the lights of Ben’s truck disappears through the window. “Why didn’t you wake me?” I say in a thick sleepy voice.

  He smiles and walks to the front of the couch. “You looked so peaceful; I didn’t want to wake you. Why don’t you go to bed, and I’ll see you tomorrow.”

  I jump up, “No, please don’t go, I’m fine, really.”

  He lifts his hand and push my hair over my shoulder, “Okay…but if I stay I’m going to want to do things to you that I shouldn’t.” His voice makes every part of my body turn to mush.

  I lift my head up towards his, “What if that’s what I want too?”

  Chapter 20

  ~Josh~

  “Are you sure?” my cock is pulsing as she looks up at me with those big blue eyes.

  “Yes, I am.”

  Her fingers move to the edge of her top, and she lifts it over her head. She is perfect, every fucking inch of that silky untouched skin. It’s just a shame she doesn’t believe it. I watch as she unhooks her bra, letting it fall to the ground, then steps out of her skirt. I can hardly contain myself as she puts her hand in mine and leads me upstairs to her bedroom where she stops in the door and turns to me. She looks at me unblinkingly.

  I walk through the door, lead her to the edge of the bed, and take a minute to take a mental picture of this moment. This is it, she’s going to give me the one thing I deserve least, but I cant stand the thought of any other motherfucker being with her. I need to sort my shit out, I wish I had before I met her, but it’s too late to walk away now. My cock stirs as my eyes graze over the hard pink nipples peeking through her long blonde waves.

  The white panties she’s wearing fold deliciously over her pussy lips making me want to rip them off and slam into her, but her inexperience and shyness is such a turn on right now.

  “Look at me baby,” I whisper.

  “You don’t have to do this if you you’re not ready. I want you, God knows there’s nothing I want more, but, I’ll wait until you’re ready. I promise. “

  She steps forward and put her hand on my chest, “I want you to make love to me.”

  Sweet Jesus! What did I do to deserve this? She moans softly as I pull her up against me, pushing my fingers into her hair at the base of her neck. She shivers as my tongue brushes against her lips, nibbling all along her jaw line before coming back and claiming her mouth, with a long deep kiss. I can feel her hands on my waist; they are so small and careful. I slip my hand down over her shoulder, tailing along her back down to her heart-shaped ass. She lets out a quick gasp as my fingers trail further down between her thighs along the edge of her panties inches from her pussy.

  My cock throbs as her fingers dig into my skin. I slip a digit underneath the material, stroking her length. She’s so fucking wet and ready; it’s going to take all my fucking willpower to keep from throwing her on the bed and taking her like I’ve been fantasizing about.

  Small moans come from her lips as she starts rocking her hips, grinding herself against my hand as I apply pressure to her wet clit, but do not enter her.

  “Josh, oh God, please.” Her lips brush against my chest as her breathing starts to race.

  “Turn around baby.”

  I press her up against the one poster, securing both wrists underneath my hand above her head as my lips trail down her shoulder and back, over the scars, which have now become mine.

  My other hand reaches to the front, palming her soft breast while gently tugging her nipple between my thumb and middle finger. She lifts herself up on her toes, giving me better access to her sweet spot.

  “Let me take care of you.” My words fall onto her naked skin as my tongue traces along her back. She throws her head back, mouth open, sucking in that succulent bottom lip. Watching her getting hot and wet for me is like pushing a needle up an addict’s vein and holding your finger on the plunger. She is a blinding addiction and I’m starved for another taste.

  “Josh, please, inside.” her words are staccato. One finger is slowly rubbing her clit, circling, pressing the tip in and out of her wetness as I let another finger inside, curling my fingers back pressing against the upper wall, watching her come undone in my hands. She presses back against my hand, grinding her hips, breath rasping, until she spills her warmth onto my fingers. I slowly slip my fingers out and swing her around. Her face is glowing, her eyes hazy, and her lips swollen and wet. I slip my fingers into my mouth, licking her sweetness from them.

  I almost choke when her hand moves down to my cock. She gently strokes me from the top right down to my balls. Holy fuck. “What are you doing baby?” Sweet Jesus, it feels as if my head is going to explode. “Baby, you’re tickling, hold it tight.”

  She looks up at me with those big eyes, opening her mouth and my knees go weak.

  Fireworks go off inside of me as she closes her mouth over my cock, slowly circling her tongue around the tip, licking it like a fucking ice cream. It’s hard to believe she’s never done this before. My fingers fist in her hair as she takes in more of me, sucking harder while caressing my balls between her fingers.

  “Yeah baby that good…‌just like that, fu-uck!”

  I had my first blowjob when I was fifteen, and countless more after that, but this was the first time that I’ve ever felt like this.

  She groans, and the sound of her voice vibrates through my shaft, pulling on my balls like strings. I can feel the pressure building, I need to come but not in her mouth. I just can’t see myself doing that, not with her. I stroke the side of her face as her head moves back and forth faster, she needs to stop, now! “Baby, please, I’m gonna come if you don’t stop now.”

  She looks up at me with those big blue eyes, and her lips around my cock, fuck, I can feel myself dripping on her tongue. Her mouth makes a little pop sound as my cock slips out. I take her hand and push her back against the bed, then grab a condom from my pants lying in front of the bed.

  I lean over her, pushing myself between her legs. Her hands slowly slip down to her sides, as I lean over her, resting my weight on my elbows. “You’re like crack, do you now that? I can’t fucking get enough of you.”

  My mouth closes over hers as I pull her up against me, so that she straddles me as we sit facing each other. She gasps as I ease the tip of my cock into her, slow and steady. She looks at me with puckered brows as I ease into her more, careful not to hurt her, but she starts to rock her hips and I breach her with one thrust. Heat spreads to my chest as I
thrust in all the way, filling her up. She’s mine, I’ve staked my claim, and I’m not letting any other motherfucker come near her.

  “Ah, Josh, please…‌move,” she says in a raspy voice as she rocks her hips against me. Her arms rest on my shoulders, with her hands fisting the back of my hair. I can feel her shivering under my touch as my fingertips run along her back to her ass then slips in from behind, cupping her pussy.

  Her head falls back as my tongue flicks and rolls over her nipples while gently applying pressure against her clit. She starts to rock harder against my hand, moving her hips from side to side, breathing heaving, mouth open, making the sexiest little sounds.

  She looks down at me as I lift her up, positioning her over my glistening glans, dripping with cum, impaling her slowly.

  Her bottom lip quivers as I slip into that tight opening, filling her up. She leans back, resting her hands on my knees behind her, moving up and down at her own pace, giving me the best fucking show ever. I lean forward, my eyes locked on her, taking one rose pink nipple mouth, licking and pulling gently between my teeth.

  She throws her head back, riding me faster and harder until I can feel my balls ache with pleasure and the rush of blood in my head before I explode inside of her. We stay like that for a few moments, just holding each other. With my cock buried deep inside of her warm sheath, the movement of her hips slows with her breath, until she lies still.

  With her eyes on mine, I can feel the darkness inside of me surrender, and I know…it doesn’t matter that I am not fucking ready for this, she is it, my vice, my demon, my salvation, and there’s nothing I won’t do to have her.

  Chapter 21

  ~One week later~

  I smile inwardly as I squeeze the soapy bath sponge in my hand. I try to keep my eyes open, but I can’t, I’m not ready to let go of this moment just yet. My whole body tingles as I imagine the feeling of his rock hard body against mine, his hard length pressing into my side. My breath starts to race almost choking on the cloud of steam as my fingers glide down where it aches between my thighs. The feeling of his cock stretching me open as he thrusts harder and faster, pushing me into infinity and then pulling me back again with one breath.