Secret Surprise
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It was his turn to cry. A tear ran down the side of his nose then another trickled down his cheek. “I’m so sorry that I’m not good enough for you, Jane. I want to be. I’m so sorry that I was weak and stupid. I really am. I’m so very, very, very sorry that I’ve hurt you, the one person in the whole world I care about. I’m sorry.”
He wrung his hands together, and his leg tapped nervously. The tears still dripped down his cheeks. He was not a user. He was the used, and I’d jumped to a stupid conclusion through my own confidence deficiency.
“No, I’m sorry,” I whispered and put my hand on his shoulder. He looked up at me. I reached forward with my other hand. I laid it gently on his cheek and stroked away the tears. “I’m sorry that I didn’t trust you, that I didn’t trust what we shared yesterday. I’m sorry I jumped to the wrong conclusion because I’m always convinced that I’m not worthy of good things happening to me. I’m sorry.”
His hand came up beside my face, cupping it and mirroring my hand upon his cheek. He wiped away the tears with his thumb.
“It took less than a heartbeat for me to forgive you.” He smiled.
“Same here,” I replied, and I realised I was leaning forward. Our lips were mere millimetres apart. They met and entwined. I tasted the salt of our mingled tears as the kiss instantly deepened and my hand swept back and into his hair. His fingers echoed and we held each other together, hands behind heads as our lips kissed and devoured and took the comfort they needed from each other.
“I thought I’d lost you,” he gasped as we came up for air. “I was so scared I’d lost you.”
“I thought you’d lied to me. I thought I’d been taken for a ride. Stupid me. How could it have been a lie? It was perfection.”
“It was,” he said and stroked his hand down and over my shoulder. “Complete perfection, Jane. You’re amazing.”
I smiled then sniffled. The tears finally began to dry up. He rolled his hand into his sleeve and gently wiped my cheeks.
“Are we okay, now?” he asked and I nodded. He pulled me to him and I wrapped my hands around his waist as he cradled me in his arms.
“Come over to mine after class, Jane. Please say you will.”
“I finish at three today,” I said. “Then I work for until six.”
“Then come over at six. I’ll prepare you a meal.”
“Okay,” I replied. “I’ll be over at yours about half past six. Will I be able to get a lift home?” I would simply ring Mum and tell her I needed to do some overtime. I needed to spend more time with Tim.
“Sure, no problem.” He rubbed a hand up and down my back. “I’ll see you at six-thirty then.” He pressed a kiss to the top of my head. “Fuck knows how I’m going to concentrate this afternoon.” He shook his head and stood. I followed him.
We walked hand in hand down the corridor until he had to go in the opposite direction to me. We parted with a passionate kiss and when I looked up the beautiful Charlie was scrunching her face up in envy. I laughed, then, wondering why I’d ever been so worried about her. She was ugly. It was written right through her like a cheap stick of rock.
* * * *
It was bitterly cold as I marched from work to the student digs. I moved as swiftly as I could, my uniform hardly any defence from the cold, my snugglely university jeans still in my bag. I wished I’d changed into them after work, but I wanted to get to Tim’s as soon as possible.
“Right on time,” he trilled as I pressed the intercom. “Come on in.”
The door clicked, and I rushed in. It wasn’t much warmer in the hallway, but immediately I rushed up the steps. I was out of breath by the time I reached his door. It had been left ajar so I walked through it and pushed it closed behind me.
I dropped my bag to the floor and shrugged off my coat without even looking up.
“Fuck, it’s cold out there tonight.” I shuddered and turned to hang my coat on the door hook.
“Well, come here then. Let me warm you.”
It was only then I looked up to see Tim reclining on the bed, in just his boxers, a single red rose, clasped in his hands. Candles of all shapes and sizes arranged along the small kitchen shelf and over the computer desk shed soft light over the room.
“Wow,” I exclaimed. “This is wonderfully romantic.”
“I wanted to do something special for you. Now, get out of those clothes and let my body heat warm you.”
I blushed, but I was no longer scared to reveal my body to him. My fingers shook as I undid my blouse buttons, but that was because I had never stripped naked with someone watching me so closely before. Mostly, I was aroused and my body started to heat from the inside out.
“Oh, you’re so beautiful,” he moaned as I pulled at the zip on my skirt and flicked out of my shoes at the same time. My legs were still bare since I’d not managed to buy any new tights. At that moment, I was glad I wouldn’t have another clumsy layer to strip off. I lifted my hands behind me and unclipped my bra. I watched him watching me as I slipped the straps off my shoulders and let the white bra slip off my arms and to the floor.
“Yes, yes, beautiful.” He licked his lips, and I eagerly started to push the knickers off my hips. I skimmed them down my thighs and stepped out of them. “Come here, Jane. Oh, how I need to touch you right now.”
I walked over to the bed and slipped onto it beside him. He passed me the rose which I held to my nose as his hands caressed my body. It smelled light and heady, like a sweet summer’s day. I reached behind me and dropped it gently to the floor. Right now, I had other things I needed to do. I didn’t have time to properly smell the roses, as it were.
“You are cold.” He rubbed my arm and encircled me in his arms. He was hot, and I pulled myself closer to him by hooking my leg over his. I snuggled into him like a favourite duvet, and he wrapped me round in the heat of his embrace.
He kissed me and let his hands roam over my body, up and down my back, across the curve of my breast then his fingers traced circles over my hip.
“I wanted to make this so romantic. I wanted to seduce you slowly, but Jane, oh my sweet Jane, I need you now.” He pressed his erection into the underside of my stomach, and I gasped. “I need to be inside you now. Forgive my impatience, please.”
“I want you, too,” I groaned and moved my leg away from his so he could pull down his boxers. “I want to feel you inside me, Tim. Fuck, I’ve missed you so much. It’s been too long.” And although it had only been a day, it had been. I wanted him so much right then. I was dizzy with lust.
As soon as he was loosed from his boxers, he pressed me down onto my back and slipped between my thighs. I gasped as he knelt there and ran his hands up and down my curves. He squeezed my breast and pinched my nipples then followed the contours of my sides down to my hips. He moved his hands inwards and pulled wide my thighs. I wasn’t embarrassed by his brazen stare, and I was thrilled to feel his finger wiggle inside of me.
“Fuck, you’re so wet,” he moaned, pulling out and rubbing his fingertip over my clit. I just hissed my agreement and closed my eyes tightly to enjoy the tormenting tickle of his fingers over my clit. I was already so close to orgasm, and I ached to feel him inside me.
He removed his fingers from my body, and I opened my eyes to watch him pick up a condom off the sheets beside him, rip it open then slowly encase his gorgeous erection with it.
“Are you ready?” he moaned as he leaned in and pressed his cock against my wetness.
“Yes, fuck me, Tim, please.” I did not have to ask him again. He slid into me with one smooth stroke and immediately pulled back again. He set a furious pace, and I linked my legs around him to hold on.
I slipped a hand down over my stomach and he hissed, “Yes, rub your clit, baby. Come for me.”
I rubbed, I caressed and covered my clit with my juices. He collapsed onto me then, his arms took his weight and his chest pressed against mine. His pelvis pushed my finger harder against myself. I rubbed, knowing he could feel every moveme
nt of my finger as he pushed and thrust and whispered into my ear,
“Yes, oh fuck Jane, yes, play with that little clit whilst I fill you with my cock. Yes! Come all over me, baby. Cover me with your juices.”
His dirty, sexy words made me croon with delight. I tightened my legs around his waist as I felt my orgasm build.
“Yes, that’s it baby. Come for me. I’m going to come, too.”
And I exploded. My muscles spasmed around him and pulled him tighter inside me. I felt him expand inside me as I heard his moan of release.
“Fuck,” I moaned as my body shook with a powerful aftershock orgasm.
“Wow,” he panted and rolled to the side. We arranged our bodies again so that neither of us would fall off and onto the floor.
“So, what’s for tea?” I asked.
“Pizza.”
“Frozen?”
“No, the pizza guy will deliver it. I didn’t think it’d be very romantic to give you food poisoning on the second date by cooking for you.”
I laughed. “So are we, like, boyfriend and girlfriend now?” I looked up into his dark brown eyes, and he smiled sweetly.
“I think we’re far more than that baby, don’t you?”
I flushed and nodded.
“Does this mean I get to ride for free whenever I like?”
He raised a brow and laughed. “You can get on me and ride any time you like, love, anytime you like.”
We kissed. It was the beginning of a long journey, and I was really looking forward to the ride.
About the Author
Victoria Blisse is a mother, wife, Christian, Manchester United fan and erotica writer. She is equally at home behind a laptop or a cooker and she loves to create stories, poems, cakes and biscuits that make people happy. She was born near Manchester, England and her northern English quirkiness shows through in all of her stories. Passion, love and laughter fill her works, just as they fill her busy life. If you want to know more about Victoria and her brand of rosy, raunchy romance please check out her website: http://www.victoriablisse.co.uk/
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