Always & Forever

by Crossley, Lauren

“You like that? We haven’t even started yet.” He teases me

  His tongue persists in teasing me by circling around my nipple. He repeats this action over and over again, it feels incredible but all I really want is for his mouth to latch onto me. His left hand makes its way to my other breast, massaging and squeezing it between his fingers. His touch is firm and strong, his forceful grip heightening the passion between us. I start to grind my hips against him, delighting in the fact that I’m making him even harder. He’s straining against his boxers to be inside me and the thrill of this is intoxicating.

  “I can feel how badly you want me. I’m all yours, Jake. You can take me.”

  “Bethany, the things you do to me.” He growls, harshly squeezing my breasts.

  I’m taken by surprise when he takes my whole nipple in his mouth, sucking on it with so much agility and expertise. It’s easy to become lost in the mixed sensations of pleasure and pain. He’s so attentive in his task; his mouth is locked so tightly around my breast, I’m sure I’ll be bruised afterwards. It’s as though he’s claiming me for his own, he’s making me his and I’m more than willing to give in to him.

  “Jake, please don’t stop.” I plead with him.

  “Wow, I love to hear you beg.” He whispers in my ear, gently biting on my earlobe.

  To illustrate his point, he doesn’t return his attention to my nipple right away. He blows cool air over it, making me squirm and writhe about in ecstasy.

  “Touch me again, Jake. Please.”

  “That’s right, baby, beg me for it. I might just give you what you want.”

  His focus moves over onto my other breast and his hand starts to massage the one his lips were fastened on just a moment ago. My nipple is already tender and swollen from his persistent suckling but I find myself relishing in the feeling. I want him to mark me, I want him to own my body and make it his in every way that is possible. Everything about Jake astounds me; he makes me feel alive, bringing me so much joy and exhilaration. He is my addiction; I need him like I need the air that surrounds me to breathe. He consumes my every waking thought and I can no longer remember a time when I could live without him. I should be terrified, I should run in the opposite direction but I won’t. I don’t desire a cure; I don’t want that magnetic pull to break.

  “I love you, Jake.” I moan, running my fingers through his hair.

  “Baby, I need to know what you taste like.” He’s panting and breathless but he looks up at me with an expectant gleam in his eye.

  I know exactly what he means and I nod my head, giving him the silent confirmation he was after. I can scarcely believe what I just gave my consent to, I don’t know what it will feel or if I’ll even like it but my whole body is tingling in anticipation of what’s to come. I feel euphoric and extremely powerful. Jake is in complete control and yet he somehow manages to make me feel like I’m the one in charge, I’m the one who’s calling the shots.

  He gives me a triumphant smile before turning his attention back to my breasts. He takes them in his hands and pushes them together, creating a false cleavage in the process. I watch in fascination as he drags his tongue in between them, provoking a string of sexual sounds to escape my lips. He chuckles to himself at my outcry and continues his journey down my stomach. When he reaches the top of my panties, he looks up at me to see if I’m ok. I bite my lower lip, wanting him to know how badly I need him to carry on.

  He slips his fingers underneath the material, gently sliding them down my thighs and leaving me completely naked. His eyes roam over my body, absorbing every single detail. His burning intensity for me radiates from his gaze, leaving me flushed and excited.

  “My God, you’re exquisite. You’re stunning, Bethany.”

  He kneels before me, a look of reverence and devotion on his face and I close my eyes, wanting to conceal my discomfort his adoration brought me. I’ve never found myself particularly beautiful; women always find a flaw within themselves that they would change if they could.

  His lips tenderly kiss along my inner thigh, causing my body to jerk in reaction to the unfamiliarity of being touched so intimately.

  “I’m sorry. I guess I’m just too sensitive.” I stutter.

  I’m so humiliated, the first time he touched me down there and I flinched away from him.

  “Sweetheart, it’s ok. I want you to respond to me.” He smiles broadly, reminding me of his capability.

  “It’s just that all of this is so new to me, I want to get it right but I have no idea what I’m doing!” I wail.

  “Shh, there’s no right or wrong here. You have no idea what you’re doing to me. Yes, I’ve been with people before but never like this. It’s never been important to me before you and this is just my way of showing you what you truly mean to me and how much I love you. I’m just as nervous as you are, probably even more so because you are without a doubt the most astonishing, beautiful girl to ever grace my existence.”

  I prop myself up on my elbows so I can see him clearly and for the first time I consider the possibility that this moment is just as monumental for Jake as it is for me. He opens his heart to me with such sincerity and honesty, how could I undermine the great importance Jake would place upon tonight? Yes, he’s had sex before but never with someone he actually cares for. I’ve always believed myself to be a fairly average sort of person. I’m nothing extraordinary and nothing spectacular, just me. Yet here I am, lying naked and exposed in front of this divine human being and he’s the one telling me I’ve changed his life. I will never tire of hearing him confess his love for me but once again I’m rendered speechless by him, feeling inadequate and insufficient in his presence.

  “Make love to me, Jake. I trust you.”

  I lie back down and try to relax my body. I feel Jake’s hands hold my hips in place and my legs apart. This time I won’t be able to wriggle away, I’m firmly in place and held in place by his strong hands. Just like before, Jake’s lips start by trailing kisses down my inner thigh. He keeps my legs spread wide as his tongue finally tastes me. I’m unable to move, my lower body is pressed firmly into the mattress and all I can do is lie back and enjoy the unimaginable, something I was certain I’d never get to experience. His warm breath and the heat of his mouth is enough to make me tremble and shake uncontrollably. His fingers continue to grip my thighs, making sure they stay wide open for him. He needn’t bother; of their own accord my legs fall apart, desperately seeking his approval and gratification.

  “That’s it, baby. Let me see you.”

  I glow with pride at the sound of his encouragement. I’m stretched out in front of him, brazen and without shame, no longer afraid or self-conscious. I want this man and I want to please him. I want to give myself to him; I want him to take from me what can never be returned.

  He buries his head between my thighs, making it obvious how much satisfaction he’s getting from this. I inhale sharply when his tongue plunges deep inside of me. I can feel him bruising the soft skin on my thighs, his grip unyielding. I can scarcely move an inch; we’re bound together as he continues to make love to me with his mouth.

  “Fuck, Bethany. You taste incredible. You’re so wet for me already; you want this just as much as I do.”

  Upon hearing this, I start to move my hips in time with Jake. He continues to ravish me with so much enthusiasm, plundering his tongue inside over and over again.

  “Jake!” I pant, gasping for oxygen, frantically thrusting myself against his tongue.

  “I love how you taste. You’re so sweet; I’ll never be able to get enough of you.”

  He swirls his tongue, parting me with his fingers and making sure I’m completely open and exposed for him. I feel a warm gush of liquid flow from me and I clench my legs together, mortified how my body is reacting to him.

  “I… erm…” I stammer nervously.

  “It’s ok, baby. That’s got to be the sexiest thing I ever saw.” He growls deeply, using two of his digits to explore my tight opening whilst his
thumb rests against my clitoris, stroking it in small circles. Applying a gentle pressure, he starts to push his finger inside of me. It’s a peculiar feeling but one I’m more than willing to embrace. My body instantly protests against the unfamiliar invasion and I wince when I experience my first spasm of pain. Gradually, his finger starts to make its way inside. Its just one of his fingers and yet I feel so stretched. The sensation is strange and unknown to me, immediately erasing all of the arousal I felt just a few moments ago. Sensing my apprehension and fear, Jake stills his propping finger, allowing me to familiarise myself with this new sensation.

  “I’m ok it just hurts.” I assure him.

  “Are you sure? You’re so tight and the last thing I want to do is hurt you.” He says, glancing up at me in concern.

  With caution, I start to rock my hips back and forth, wanting to know what it will feel like to move against him with something inside of me.

  “You look amazing right now; I’ve never seen anything more beautiful.” He groans, using my wetness to moisten his fingers. He slowly starts to nudge a second finger inside of me, I thought it would cause me more pain but my body is surprisingly more compliant and it accommodates the intrusion much easier than before.

  My newfound arousal seems to have given me a surge of confidence and I no longer feel ill at ease or self-conscious. My insecurities and inhibitions have been replaced with adrenaline and a longing that’s urging me to respond to him. Once his fingers are inside of me, I start to rotate my hips, craving more from him, craving everything he can give. My movements start to become more demanding and Jake quickens his pace, easily sliding into me with little effort.

  “It feels so good.” I cry, throwing my head back in euphoria.

  “Let go, baby. Feel my fingers inside of you and use them to make yourself come.” He instructs me, squeezing my upper thigh with his free hand and throwing my leg over his shoulder.

  My hands fist the quilt beneath me, clinging on to it for dear life. I want this moment to last forever. I’m sure that nothing in my life will ever feel as incredible as this. He makes me feel powerful, exotic and ridiculously sexy. I’ve never felt this wanton or uninhibited before and it’s all down to Jake. His touch sets me alight, burning a trail of fire along my skin wherever he caresses. His tongue joins his fingers, intensifying my pleasure beyond belief. I grab a fistful of his hair, pulling him closer towards me and rejoice when my forceful action elicits a loud moan from Jake. His tongue circles my clit, flickering against it with maximum speed. His fingers curl inside of me, causing me to writhe about on the edge of pleasure and pain. I never knew bliss could be so excruciating. He sucks on my clit with so much virility and vigour, demanding that I surrender everything to him.

  Without warning, I start to climb this immense wave. The scorching heat inside of me starts to build up to an unbearable level; I approach the top of this fantastic precipice, and moan loudly, begging for more of this feeling. A glorious explosion erupts throughout my whole body. The transcendent, exquisite sensation even reaches the tips of my fingers. Somewhere far away I can hear someone’s piercing cries, someone’s deafening screams. Surely they can’t be coming from me?

  “Come for me, Bethany. Come on me, give me everything.”

  Jake’s words embolden me to let go and rejoice in this foreign, extraordinary experience. Having reached the highest point of my magnificent climax, I slowly start to come down from the highest point of ecstasy to a peaceful serenity of post coital bliss.

  “Wow, that was…” I close my eyes, needing a moment to figure out my mixed up thoughts and take stock of my muddled senses.

  “That’s got to be the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard, the sound of you coming.” Jake whispers in my ear, carefully removing his fingers from me.

  I feel dazed and weightless, like a floating feather. It’s going to take several minutes for me to feel grounded again.

  “How was it?” He asks, pulling me into his embrace.

  I don’t think I’m capable of talking; anything I do say right now won’t make much sense, I’m certain of it.

  “I’ve never felt anything like that before in my life.” I mutter to myself, still feeling disorientated and fatigued.

  “That’s a good thing, right?” He teases, chuckling softly.

  “Definitely a good thing.” I smile, snuggling into him.

  “Bethany, watching you come for me was unbelievably amazing. I’ve never witnessed anything that incredible before, it was extraordinary and I’ll never forget it. You’re sensational.”

  “Jake, you’re embarrassing me.” I nuzzle against his chest, trying to conceal how red Jake’s comments have made me.

  “I’m sorry; I just want to make sure that you know how remarkable that was for me.”

  He kisses the top of my head and I lower my gaze. I notice for the first time since my mind-blowing orgasm how hard and aroused Jake still is.

  “Let me return the favour, Jake.” I sit up with an expectant grin on my face, no longer feeling as nervous as I was before; I’m more comfortable with myself and being naked around Jake. He’s now seen every single inch of me, there’s nothing left to hide.

  My hand slowly wanders down his shirtless body to the top of his boxers. I stroke my fingers over the material, causing Jake to inhale sharply.

  “Bethany.” He warns me, grabbing hold of my wrist and preventing me from venturing underneath.

  “I still want to do this, Jake. I haven’t changed my mind.”

  He closes his eyes and concentrates on his breathing. He takes deep, even breaths, as though he’s trying so hard to exert some self-control over himself. Unfortunately for Jake, I don’t plan on making this any easier on him.

  “Baby, I’m only human. If you touch me I won’t be able to deny you for a second longer. I’ll have to have you and it’s already taking so much of my restraint to keep myself from throwing you on this damn bed and fucking you like you keep begging me to.” He says, slowly releasing his hold on my wrist.

  My sex tightens by his words and the images that spring to mind, causing me to feel emboldened and brave. I slide my hand inside his boxers and wrap my fingers around him. I’m delighted to find that he’s warm, big and still incredibly hard. I had no idea just how big Jake would be. I could feel that he wasn’t small but his size is something I didn’t expect. How the hell will he even fit inside of me? I must have frozen in place because the next thing I know Jake’s hand is caressing my cheek. He must have noticed my hesitation and wants to comfort me, reminding me that he’s not forcing me to do anything.

  “Bethany, its ok. If you’re not ready for this then we can stop.”

  “No, it’s fine. I just… I didn’t realise how… big it would be.”

  God, I can feel myself turning crimson, I sound like an absolute idiot. A naive, innocent and inexperienced idiot.

  Jake smiles broadly at me, not even trying to hide the arrogant smirk on his face.

  “Maybe I should have warned you.” He jokes.

  “Shut up.” I say, playfully slapping his bare chest. I’m supposed to be seducing him, not making him laugh.

  “Ok, I’m shutting up.” He laughs, holding his hands up in surrender.

  I reach for Jake again, tightening my hold around him as I fully release him from his boxers. I somehow manage to stop myself from gasping when I see him for the first time. I thought he looked amazing before but now… there are no words to describe his perfection. He’s flawless. Keeping a firm hold of him in my hand, I warily glide my tongue down the length of him and then all the way back to the tip. When I hear a loud guttural groan from Jake, I’m encouraged and decide to keep on going. I have absolutely no idea what I’m doing but whatever it is Jake seems to like it. All I care about is giving him pleasure, showing him through my actions how I truly feel about him. I enclose my lips around him, wanting to take as much of him as I can. I repeat the action again, sliding my tongue along his full length before closing my mout
h around the head of him. On the third time that I try this, I decide to be a little more adventurous. I force myself to take as much of him as I can, trying to ignore my gag reflex as much as I can. He growls deeply, placing his hand on the back of my head. He makes sure he doesn’t apply any pressure but the fact that it’s there is enough to turn me on. I moan softly when he strokes his fingers through my hair, relishing in the affection behind his touch.

  I lift my gaze, wanting to watch his reaction to what I’m doing. He’s staring at me with an unyielding intensity. There’s such conflicting emotion behind them, I’d struggle to define what they’re trying to convey. What’s happening between us is so complex; it makes me wonder if anything will ever be straight forward with us, or are some people just destined to collide?

  Wanting to observe his arousal again, I start to move the hand that’s holding him up and down, keeping my grip firm. The steady rhythm in which I’m stroking him starts to increase and I’m extremely satisfied when I hear Jake’s breathing accelerate and feel his grasp on the back of my head tighten. I recognise the inconceivable pleasure he’s experiencing and I can only hope I’m giving Jake as much gratification as he provided me.

  He shivers as my tongue swirls around him, sucking gently at first before increasing the force and momentum of my movements.

  “Sweetheart, you better stop now.” He brushes my hair back from my face, keeping me still.

  “Why?” I ask, slightly disappointed. Wasn’t I doing it right? Was he just pretending to enjoy it for my sake?

  “Because I don’t want this to be over yet, I want to be inside of you when I come.”

  I smile seductively, enjoying the surge of excitement the thought of Jake releasing inside of me brings. If he’s almost close to climax then I must have been doing something right.

  I’m about to say something when Jake lunges towards me, his lips collide with my own, sucking my bottom lip into his mouth. The heat between us is out of this world. It’s crazy, destructive and earth shatteringly addictive, to the point where I never want to be without it again.