“Thank you Skylar. You saved my life. I owe you one, ” I said, rubbing his arm that was STILL around my waist and sounding a little more seductive than I meant to.
Skylar turns around to face me, his hands still on my waist. He puts his hand on my face and gives me a slight caress. I inadvertently lean into his touch and close my eyes. Skylar pulls me into him for a hug and I think he can feel my hardened nipples poking him in his bare chest.
“Can you try not to choke again tonight? As nice as it is to touch you, this is not how I want to start,” he whispers in my ear.
My panties are drenched. I’m going to have to change. His touch sears my skin . This embrace has lasted too long; just to be a friend worried about another.
“Thanks again Sky, I think I’m going to go to bed. I’m obviously too tired to attempt consuming any nutrients this evening,” I say, trying to bring back the joking that ensured transpired earlier in the evening.
I break the embrace, immediately missing his touch. I walk toward the bedroom when I hear Skylar walking behind me. I stop in my doorway and turn back toward the living room, only to have Skylar standing right in front of me. If I move an inch, I would be in his arms again. As much as I would love to spend the rest of this night wrapped in his arms, I can’t. That would be wrong. Wouldn’t it?
“Mi, you never answered my question,” Skylar whispers.
“And what question would that be?” I ask totally confused.
“I asked what you were thinking about.just before you almost were murdered by the pizza. Now that question is back on the table. I would like to know what you are thinking, right now?” he asks as he looks down towards my chest. He totally notices my hardened nipples and I’m sure he can sense my arousal.
“Sky, right now, I’m thinking about,” I pause mid sentence and look in his eyes. I know he wants me to say that right now I’m thinking about inviting him into my room and riding him until neither one of us can see straight. God do I. “I’m thinking that it’s been a very long weekend and I need to get some sleep.”
Skylar gives me a tender kiss on my forehead and another hug.
“Good night, Mira,” he says, looking disappointed with my answer and walks down the hall to his bedroom.
“Good night, Sky,” I whisper after his bedroom door closes.
How is this going to work? How am I going to keep my hands off him and out of his pants?
‘Get some rest, you’re exhausted,’ I say to myself walking into my room, shutting my door and climbing into bed.
For the first time in years, I am craving company in my bed and the company I want isn’t Danny.
I get out of bed and walk into the hall, only to run into Skylar walking out of his bedroom. We walk towards each other, meeting right outside the bathroom door. I glance inside and remember the scene from earlier in the evening. I look at him and it’s almost if he can read my thoughts because that smirk is back on his face.
“What are you smirking about?” I ask him, almost defensively.
“I’m just thinking how fun it’s going to be to walk in on you getting out of the shower, all naked and wet,” Skylar says, putting emphasis on the word wet. If this boy only knew what was going on in my panties right now.
“Don’t get too excited there, buddy. I will be sure you don’t walk in on me naked,” I say back to him with a little smile on my face.
“But you didn’t say anything about me walking in on you being wet, now did you?” he asks as the smirk got bigger. “What’s wrong, sweets, did I touch a nerve?” he asks when he sees my eyes get big. I think I might have just creamed right then and there.
“Um. Uh. Nothing is wrong. Thanks for asking though,” I say and turn to walk back to my room when Skylar catches my arm as I’m in midstride.
Skylar pulls me back toward him, my back to his front. I can feel his growing erection pressing into my back when he leans down to whisper in my ear.
“We will revisit this walking in on you being wet issue, Mira. Not tonight, but very soon sweets. Very soon, if I have my way.”
I turn to look at him, his crystal blue eyes are glossed over with arousal and that was it for me. I crash my lips to his mouth and begin to kiss this man. This man, who has driven me crazy all evening. To my surprise, he pulls back from the kiss. He grabs the sides of my face and places his forehead on mine. We’re both breathing hard and the kiss was only like thirty seconds. But shit, those thirty seconds were amazing.
“Are you sure, Mi? I have wanted you for so long but I don’t want to take advantage of you,” he asks in a whisper but loud enough for me to hear. He looks in my eyes and I slowly nod my head and return his smirk with one of my own.
He pulls my lips to his and starts kissing me again. I give into his kiss and pour everything I have into it. I have wanted to feel alive for so long, so nothing else matters in this moment except Skylar and me. He grabs the back of my hair and angles my head to get better access to deepen the kiss. Boy can he kiss. His other hand leaves my face and travels to my lower back, kneading it underneath the thin tank top.
Getting a little braver in my sudden sexual awakening, I grab him by the waistband of his pajama pants and slowly pull him back towards my room. He follows me without hesitation. He reaches the hem of my tank, pulls it over my head, barely breaking the kiss.
With both hands on my back, he unhooks my bra and pulls down the straps. As my bra falls to the floor, he steps back and gazes my bare breasts. If I thought his eyes looked like they wanted to devour me before, I was surely mistaken. The hunger in his eyes now is unmistakable.
“Mi, are you really sure? It’s not too late to stop. It will suck like hell, but I won’t pressure or take advantage,” he asks almost as if he needs me to stop what we are doing.
I couldn’t stop this if I wanted to. Watching him look at me like I’m a feast, I want more. I want to see what that package could do. And his mouth, I want his mouth on me too much to just stand here and do nothing.
I start to removing my yoga pants and panties at the same time.
“Skylar, if you want to stop, you will have to turn around and walk out of this room. I will not be the responsible one tonight. I will not stop this. If you don’t want me, you have to walk away. I want you and I want you now,” I say with my voice full of seduction, praying he doesn’t high tail it out of my room.
Thankfully he crashes into me, pushing me to the bed. As my knees hit the back of the bed, I wavered a little. He gently lays me back on the mattress and moves me to the head of the bed. He kneels between my legs, staring at my naked body again, like he has never seen a naked woman before.
He backs down the bed and unties his pajama pants and pushes them to his feet. Looking over his body, like he had just done to mine, I can’t help but lick my lips in anticipation. He starts to crawl back up the bed stopping at the position he was in earlier and kneels between my legs.
“Mi, you have to be the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I just want to remember this moment. I am going to do things to your body and make you feel like you have never felt before. Just let me look at you for a little while,” he pleads with me.
I wasn’t in a mood to be stared at while naked with no action. How can I get him to just give me what I need right now?
“Skylar, earlier when you asked what I was thinking about? To be honest and not cheat at the game, I was thinking of dragging you into my room and riding you until we both couldn’t move,” I say with new found confidence. I don’t even sound like myself.
He starts breathing heavier but doesn’t move closer to my body. I guess if I want to seduce him I have to get a little drastic. I hesitantly put my fingers into my mouth, getting them wet with my saliva. I take my wet fingers and trace a line down to my drenched pussy. I gently start rubbing myself with my wet hand and tweak my nipples with the other. God this feels so good. I haven’t had an orgasm in so long.
The sheer pleasure of touching myself takes me out of the mome
nt. I start gyrating on my own hand and pinching and rolling my nipples. I look up at Skylar, my eyes inviting him to touch me too, but he’s just kneeling there. I get more into my own pleasure. I feel my orgasm building. There is something so erotic about pleasuring yourself with someone watching.
Getting caught up in the erotic scene and the pleasure of rubbing my clit, I dip my fingers into my soaking wet opening. Taking my fingers out of myself, I lean up on my elbow and offer them to his mouth. He takes them in his mouth, sucking my juices off my fingers. The most erotic noise I have ever heard comes from his throat and I realize very quickly that my mission has been accomplished.
“God, you taste even sweeter than I imagined. I will spend more time in the near future, savoring all of those juices, but if you don’t mind, I need to get inside you now,” Skylar says while reaching between my legs to see just how wet I am. Rubbing his middle and ring finger through my soaked cunt, he inserts those two fingers into my opening.
“Oh, I told you we would be revisiting this wet issue soon,” he says smirking at me again.
“Skylar, please. Inside me now. Can’t wait longer. Need you now,” I muster out. I can’t even form a coherent thought at this point, let alone a complete sentence. I need to feel him inside me.
“Sweets, do you have condoms in here?” he asks while pumping his shaft up and down. I’m so mesmerized watching him grow even larger than I saw in the bathroom; I don’t realize he’s asking me a question.
“On the pill. Rough periods,” I finally say, still unable to form a complete a sentence.
“Baby, usually the talk of a period while I’m staring at the most beautiful pussy I have ever seen would make me run for the hills. Knowing I can get inside you right now, without a condom has me so fucking hard I can’t see straight. Are you sure, sweets?” Skylar asks looking beyond impatient.
I reach and grab him by the shaft, angling him towards my opening. He takes this as my cue that it’s perfectly fine to move forward. He moves a little closer and enters me slowly.
“God, you are so wet and tight. If I had known you would feel this amazing earlier … “, Skylar says but trails off.
I really could care less what he was going to say, “Now Skylar. Hard. Please,” I beg, my voice still full of lust from needing to feel him.
He obliges and slams into me -- so hard I yelp. It feels so good that I meet him thrust for thrust. His growl tells me I’m doing everything just right. He starts to pick up his pace, putting his hands under my ass to lift me into his thrusts. My orgasm is building quickly. I arch my back; throw my head back with my eyes closed.
“Open your eyes, sweets. I need you here with me. I’m not going to last too much longer. You feel way too good. My own little piece of heaven,” Skylar says as his cock grows and starts to throb. I know he’s close. I open my eyes and look into his.
I reach up and grab the back of his neck with one hand and shoulder with the other. I pull him down to me and kiss him with as much passion as he’s showing me. He slides into me one more time, hitting depths I didn’t know existed, throwing me overboard into the most amazing orgasm. I’m almost positive that nobody has ever come so hard and so quickly, in the history of orgasms.
“Oh God, Skylar. Oh fuck,” I yell as I fly over the edge. As soon as my pussy starts to contract around him, milking his orgasm, he looks deep into my eyes and I can see in his eyes the moment he releases. His eyes glaze over and his growl pushes me over the edge again.
I have never had multiple orgasms before, let alone within minutes of each other. Skylar falls on top of me as we were both come down from earth shattering orgasms.
“You are so much more than amazing. That was the best sex of my life. I hope there is more to come,” he whispers into my hair as he kisses the tops of my head.
He goes to the bathroom and returns with a warm wash cloth and cleans both of us. Picking up the blanket from the floor, he covers me up. Thinking he was going to return to his bedroom, he surprises me and climbs in next to me, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulls me closer to him.
“Good night sweetheart,” he says as we both started to drift off.
“Good night, Danny,” I say immediately realizing what the fuck I just said.
Skylar gets up off the bed and walks back to his room. I know I fucked up, but as soon as I hear his bedroom door slam shut, the tears just start flowing. How could I hurt him so badly? I didn’t mean to do that. Shit.
Chapter Five
Skylar
After slamming the door to my bedroom and I sit on the edge of my bed with my hands buried in my hair, I realize that I smell like Mira. What the hell? I am perfectly content with sitting in my room and not coming out until I know she is well and gone. But knowing I can smell her on my skin is driving me insane.
After some careful consideration and some patient listening, I crack my bedroom door open and look out to make sure that she isn’t in the hallway. To my relief, her bedroom door is open but the room is still dark. There are no lights on anywhere else in the house either.
I creep out of my bedroom with a towel slung around my shoulder, determined to rid the Mira’s smell from my skin. I open the bathroom door and wait until it’s shut to turn the light on, not wanting any attention from her after the disaster that just happened in her bedroom.
“Goodnight Danny” kept replaying in my head.
How could 2 words, 4 syllables tear me to shreds? I have never wanted anyone like I want Mira. She is the sweetest and most beautiful girl I have ever met. I had no idea she would have ever been capable to hurt me this way. I want to hate her so badly, but I can’t bring myself to do anything but want her.
“Skylar, are you ok?” Mira asks while softly knocking on the bathroom door. As much as I want to ignore her and make her hurt like she hurt me, I just can’t do it.
“I’m fine, Mira. Go back to bed,” I say without any emotion.
“Sky, please, can we just talk for a minute. I’m so sor-,” Mira starts to say before I cut her off.
“Really, Mira, go back to bed. You might be the last person in the world I want to have a conversation with right about now,” I say with some anger and frustration behind my words.
“Skylar please,” Mira pleads.
I get out of the shower and wrap a towel around my waist. I open the door with so much force; the door handle hits the wall behind the door, leaving an impression in the drywall. I see the fear in her eyes. Does she really think I would hurt her physically? This woman knows nothing about me.
“Mira. For the last god damned time, we are not discussing this. Not now. Not later. Not ever. You need to understand this. I made a huge mistake getting in your bed and I promise that I will never make that mistake again. You have made your feelings very clear. End of discussion,” I say with so much venom in my voice I break my own heart.
Tears start to form in the corners of Mira’s eyes. She starts to talk and I can tell she’s having a hard time forming words beyond the lump in her throat. Knowing she’s about to let the dam break any second was breaks my heart all over again.
“I just wanted to say I’m sorry. We don’t have to discuss it. Maybe we should think about another living arrangement,” she whispers.
“You have got to be kidding me. I’m over the situation Mira. We had sex. It was good, but in no way soul shattering. Let’s just call it what it is. You’re lonely, missing Danny and wanting someone in your bed. I just happened to be the closest warm body. I’m okay with that. To be quite honest, I have always wondered what you would be like in bed, now I know. Two birds, one stone,” I lie through my teeth as I speak every word.
“You know what, Skylar. Fuck you,” she says. It was almost as if the second I spat my lies at her, her sadness turned into pure anger, “You can go fuck yourself.”
“Oh no, Mira honey, you forget so soon, I already fucked YOU. I’m all fucked out for the night. Maybe tomorrow will be a different story,” I say with just as much
anger.
How doesn’t she realize how much I have loved her all these years? Could she really never tell?
What the fuck ever. Mira Adams will not be the death of me. I’ll get over this girl, even if I have to fuck half of Ann Arbor to accomplish it.
Chapter Six
“What the fuck just happened?” I mumble to myself after I ran back to my room slamming my door. I never thought Skylar could be so cold and indifferent. I really felt like we had some kind of connection. Something more than the friendship that had grown over the last five years, but he proved me wrong.
I never meant to say anything about Danny. I have only ever been with Danny. Danny was my first boyfriend, my first love, my first ‘you know’. He was the only other person to ever sleep in my bed and his was the only other bed I had slept in.
It just felt so natural with Skylar that I guess I got carried away. Every night before bed, Danny would kiss the top of my head, while holding me and tell me good night. I always responded, “Goodnight Danny.”
“I love you, Pea, good night,” Danny said kissing my forehead.
“Night Danny,” I responded nestling into the crook of his arm, listening to his heartbeat until I fell asleep.
I would have never hurt Skylar for anything in the world. These last few weeks, he has really been there for me. I really thought that he was looking at me as more than a quick fuck. I never thought it was because he wanted to see if I was good in the sack. How stupid am I?
Those words he said killed me. It has been so long since I have been so sad and so angry at the same time.
Climbing into bed, the night keeps replaying in my head. I haven’t been this upset since Danny died. The words that came out of Skylar’s mouth hurt me to the core. What am I going to do? How will I be able to face him tomorrow? Sobbing into my pillow, sleep finally takes me.
I am startled awake from a loud noise coming from the living room. Jumping out of bed, I throw on my pink robe to go see what is going on. If it’s Skylar, I don’t want him seeing me half naked in just my sleep clothes. I won’t ever let myself be that exposed and vulnerable to him again.
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