Inevitable

by Roberts, A. S.

  ‘Apparently that involves me getting access to your gorgeous rack.’ His face broke out into a full on bad-boy grin.

  ‘Of course… I knew it would mean you copping a feel.’ I glanced down at my one and only dress, which was held up by thin shoestring straps and the fitted elasticated top, held together by a few tiny buttons, and remembered what had happened to my T-shirt earlier that day. ‘Would you like me to undo it for you?... If you plan on claiming second base now, that is.’

  ‘You’re OK, I’ve got a plan that involves more first base taking and then I’ll see where that leads to,’ he winked, and at last his hard body came into contact with my soft flesh. It nearly burnt my already agitated skin.

  His mouth came back to mine and we began our dance all over again. A few minutes in, I felt my boobs being released from their restricted confines by one of Nathan’s large hands. The relief was ridiculous, by this time I was so turned on they ached to feel his touch. My skin was hot and feverish and my nipples were already hard and achy before he had even bestowed so much as a faint touch on them. Both of his hands found my boobs now, and he squeezed and massaged them as he devoured my mouth. The room was only lit by one tiny bulb near to the door and I could see in the glass panel above the front door that it was pitch black outside. Nathan had been kissing me and playing with second base for so long now, I was about to lose my mind. I couldn’t remember being more turned on in my life, I was practically writhing underneath him, trying to find purchase on any part of his body with any part of mine. My whole body ached with my need for him. Finally, he trailed his mouth down to my boobs and began his assault on my nipples. I was so close to coming it was ludicrous. I became aware that all the noises and gasps filling the air were coming from my mouth. Slowly he came to a stop and peered up at me from his resting place between my breasts.

  ‘You OK… darlin.’ I’m sure he smiled those words at me rather than spoke them. Slowly I began to unravel from the taut position I found myself in. Both hands were fisted under the pillows and gripping the sheets so tightly I was surprised, as I released my grip, to find I hadn’t ripped the fabric. I forced my other eye to open and smiled back at him.

  ‘I don’t know if you’ve noticed… I’m totally up for you conquering third base if you are?’ I replied.

  ‘I was hoping… I’d fucking convinced ya… you seem to be enjoying our firsts… darlin.’ He was laughing at my declaration.

  I could only smile as he lifted his body up from mine slightly. The waterbed rippled underneath me, reminding me of the ridiculous room we were staying in. The button on my denim shorts was flicked open with his fingers and thumb. Slowly they were inched down my thighs and calves and taken off over my feet with one pull.

  ‘I can smell how turned on you are for me.’ I heard and felt him inhale deeply. ‘I’m not fuckin’ sure I’ve got this base thing goddamn correct. I know that third base fuckin’ involves getting into your panties. But in my head… third base involves eating you out.’ I couldn’t see him, I could only hear him and feel his breath connecting with my skin around my pussy. I lay back with my eyes closed and felt him tug at the elastic side of my thong with his mouth, he pulled so hard the fabric disintegrated and I was now bare and exposed to him.

  ‘Mmm I’m going to lick you darlin… but you are not allowed to cum until I’ve cleaned ya all up… it’s gonna take a while, as in my eyes you are very fucking dirty, Bella.’

  I had enjoyed the base play, but I loved having my dirty talking man back. I felt him open my legs as wide as I could spread them, by bending my knees and lifting them up towards me. His warm breath hit me again and I shuddered in anticipation.

  ‘You are fucking soaked, darlin,’ was the last thing I heard, before his tongue connected with the top of my thighs.

  ‘Oh God, Nathan.’

  ‘Woman you intoxicate me… This. Right. Here. Is. The. Only. Fucking. Addiction. I. Will. Need. For. The. Rest. Of. My. Life.’ I heard the words in between every lick he took. Then suddenly he stopped. ‘Hold on, darlin, I got somethin for ya.’ My whole body was on the edge just waiting for him to touch, blow or even pinch me in the just the right place. He’d got me so turned on I knew I wasn’t going to be averse to begging him, and soon. The slight movement he had taken before was reversed and I knew he was back in position as his breath blew once again on my engorged, throbbing clit. Then suddenly he sucked all of me into his waiting, open mouth and the feeling was so immense, it was exquisite. My body reacted violently to the sudden onslaught, by almost sitting up. I could see him now in between my thighs with his mouth wrapped around my pussy. He raised his eyes, saw me watching him and offered me a quick wink. I let my head fall backwards to stare vacantly towards the ceiling. The heat was beginning to grow in the small of my back and I knew I had almost reached the end, I relaxed into my oncoming orgasm. My eyes flew open wide, something was different, very different, I was so hot wherever his tongue or mouth touched, then that was replaced by cool sensations, the feelings were so intense that I couldn’t hold off any longer.

  ‘YES. Oh God…YES!’ I came quickly and suddenly into Nathan’s open and eager mouth. He licked, kissed and sucked me, until all of my body had come down from the complete high he had taken me to. It left me gasping for air, although it wasn’t air I needed. What I needed most was him.

  ‘I’m addicted to you, darlin… I don’t want anything else… just you.’ His head raised onto one of his bent arms and he grinned down at me. His messy just-fucked hair look was back and the look on his face said everything.

  ‘What the hell did you just bloody do to me?’

  ‘I gave ya one hell of a mind blowing orgasm… darlin.’

  ‘I was hot and cold and the sensations… well they were unbelievably strong, they were almost too much.’

  ‘Well that, sassy, was my version of reaching third base.’ I was running my hands through his hair, trying to keep the long top bits from falling into his eyes while we talked. ‘I had a bit of help though… with creating the sensations and all.’ I looked at him quizzically. I heard the click of a lid, it wasn’t the Altoids tin, I had heard that so many times now I would recognise it at twenty paces away. I watched him flick a thin, blueish, rectangular paper into his mouth, flipping it over with his clever tongue. His eyebrows raised in amusement as he watched my gaze take in what he had done.

  ‘What the hell is that?’ I questioned him.

  ‘These, darlin, are Lister strips, the ultimate breath freshener and my new third base helper. I’m glad they had the fucking desired effect.’ He smiled, winked and said no more. I just shook my head at him, and tried to stifle a yawn behind my hand. He began to crawl slowly up my body, kissing his way up.

  ‘I’m so tired, Nate…I think the day is catching up with me. I know we were thrown into this, I know this wasn’t a date and everything, but I’ve really enjoyed myself today… thank you.’ His lips came down onto mine in a loving but chaste kiss.

  ‘You’re welcome… darlin. Come on let’s get some shut eye.’ Jumping up he stripped his trousers off, leaving on just his fitted boxers, and climbed into bed with me pulling me abruptly towards him, then he stretched over and flicked off the light.’ We were so close I could feel his hard-on pressing into my bum.

  ‘Nate what about you?’ I started to turn in his arms.

  ‘No worries, darlin… I got a date with a shower cubicle early tomorrow, it’s time for sleep now.’ His weight and strength held me in place.

  I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, after all that we had been through together today and he still didn’t bloody trust me. I fought to turn over in his arms.

  ‘Do we have a problem, Bella?’

  ‘I don’t understand what’s going on, Nate.’ He had allowed me to turn over and he now lay on his back, in the dim light I watched as he placed one bent arm under his head. His eyes looked down at me. ‘I thought we were getting somewhere… really getting somewhere… but you still don’t bloody trust me
and I’ve got to say that hurts.’

  ‘That isn’t true…darlin, I’m holding back… Yeah I know that sounds far too fucking adult to be me, but for once in my goddamn life I want something to be done properly.’ He pulled me closer to him and I slid my arm over his chest, feeling his warm skin beneath my fingertips. ‘Until everything is laid out in front of us… How do I explain? I want to have no more secrets between us, nothing about our fucking pasts will then come back to bite us in the ass. I think we’re doing great, you know more about me now than anyone else on this earth, not Alex or Scott or any fucking one else.’ He shifted us slightly and pulled me up and on top of his body, his grip on me was tight but not uncomfortable. ‘I trust you, Bella, with all my fucking heart… but… I just need to do this right…OK?’

  ‘When you put it like that, how could I refuse.’

  ‘Believe me… darlin, once I sink my cock into that hot, slick, tight pussy of yours… you’re going to find it extremely fucking difficult to continue riding that bike outside.’ A deep rumble came up from his chest that I felt underneath me as I laid my head down on it, which made me smile.

  I could wait, for him I would do anything. I settled down and let my tiredness sweep over me.

  BELLA

  We left St Louis early, it had clearly rained in the early hours as the roads were glassy and the sun shimmered in the puddles. The air was fresh and clean and it was good to be alive. I had the man that I loved in my arms and although I wasn’t looking forward to another day on the bike, the fact he was there was somewhat of a consolation prize. We were headed to Tulsa. The famous song kept going around in my head this morning and I certainly hoped it wouldn’t take twenty-four bloody hours to get there. I giggled lightly at my stupid thoughts.

  The broad hard figure in my arms moved.

  ‘You laughing to yourself now, Bella?’

  ‘Just trying to keep myself amused, sex God, that’s all.’

  He laughed and turned on his music. I let myself drift off, trying to take in some of the country we were too quickly zipping through. One day I would like to come back, when we could take our own sweet time about it. It was funny but after our conversation last night I was now allowing myself to actually think about being with the man I loved, for the rest of our lives. I felt stronger when we were together and I think he felt stronger with me.

  Who the hell was I and what had he turned me into?

  Not since I was a little girl had I had dreams like this and it was warming, it made my soul light and I felt carefree. How crazy, I had some bloody frightening sons of bitches doing their level best to find me and sort me out, and I felt warm and fuzzy.

  The music in our helmets muted as a call came in.

  ‘Morning all,’ I heard the now recognisable tones of Hunter as he came over the speaker. ‘How are you both doing?’

  ‘We’re good,’ replied Nathan. ‘Whatcha got for us?’

  ‘I’m just checking in with you both as Mr. Blackmore has taken his wife to the clinic, he just asked that I check-in with you then I can report back.’

  I interrupted, ‘Is Frankie OK?’ I grabbed a tighter hold onto Nathan’s jacket.

  ‘Yes, Ma’am, she is. It’s just a routine scan.’ The relief I felt was palpable. Nothing could happen to that baby, I would never be able to forgive myself.

  ‘Yeah, well you can tell them we’re all good. We set off early today so we’re making decent time. Tell Alex I’ll speak to him later.’

  ‘OK, bye.’ The click of the call ending reverberated around my torture chamber and I settled back into the ride. I don’t think I had ever had so much time to just sit and think before and I wasn’t convinced as yet, whether that was a good or a bad thing. I must have spent the last fifty miles of the journey wondering how the hell I was going to finish my story.

  Give Nathan his due he had been relentless on the road today, almost as if he too had been thinking that the quicker we arrived, the sooner we both could finish reliving our past histories and move forward. He had been quiet and thoughtful and we had spent the last six hours and twenty minutes in the saddle, listening to music. Fleetingly we had stopped to relieve ourselves and grab some caffeine. The huge breakfast had sustained us in our haste to reach the conclusion of our journey in rediscovering each other. Apart from bathroom breaks, we had been connected in some way all day. I loved the fact that he seemed to need that connection as much as I did.

  The motel we pulled into, just before Tulsa, was the best yet. It wasn’t the decoration, but the happy vibe it seemed to have around it. We came to a stop and Nathan switched off the engine, and as he went through his routine of getting the bike sorted I had a quick look at our surroundings. I spied a small pool in the middle of the complex and in the heat of the early evening, children were happily splashing each other. I glanced around, there was a take-out place that seemed to do a variety of food and a small coffee shop. No bar for dancing, that was a slight disappointment, as boy could he dance. Apparently, all of the siblings had received dance lessons when they were younger.

  ‘Well this one looks OK,’ I offered.

  ‘Yeah… I’m not sure if that’s a fucking good thing. The place looks busy.’ Nathan swung his leg up and over the front of the handlebars. He was wearing his jeans today and the way they fitted him always caught my attention. I loved the way he always wore his belt buckle over to the side, just another one of his little quirks and his non-compliance to the normal. I just found him as sexy as hell whatever he was wearing and I had recently been reminded, whatever he wasn’t wearing. I watched, still sitting on the bike, as he shook both of his legs waiting for his jeans to fall comfortably back down his legs, after having been pushed up so long.

  ‘You coming, darlin? Or you waiting for me to pick ya up off my fucking bike.’ He bestowed on me a lopsided grin.

  I smiled up at him and placed my helmet down in front of me. I ran my hands through my hair and fixed my eyes to his. His leather jacket was unzipped and an old maroon coloured T-shirt was stretched over his muscular torso.

  ‘You’re OK… I know you’ve been building up those muscles, but I think carrying me is probably a bit more difficult than you think, with your bad leg.’ I winked at him as I teased him.

  I watched as he took one step back towards me and easily swung me into his arms.

  ‘Grab your rucksack, darlin.’

  I leant back and did as I’d been told. I placed one arm behind his neck and the other hand found his shoulder as he hoisted me up further into him to a comfortable position. I was so proud of myself. I didn’t even squeal. He walked a few steps towards the door labelled reception and tapped it hard with the toe of his boot. The door swung open with a bang and Nathan manoeuvred us both in and around the doorframe. I peered out from inside his jacket, as he had walked us here I had been breathing in the smell of him, the body wash I loved and the sweat of the day on his body just spoke so loud to my libido it practically screamed.

  ‘Hi there, can I help you both?’ the middle-aged lady asked us. I could see the fact that Nathan was carrying me, was giving her a cause to smile.

  ‘Yep we’d like a room please, just for the night… If you have a honeymoon suite that would be great.’

  I moved my hand down and pinched his barbell a little, just to let him know I wasn’t amused.

  ‘We do have one of our deluxe rooms available, we don’t have a honeymoon suite here, sorry.’ The poor woman looked serious and I increased the pressure on his taut and puckered skin around his barbell, to show my displeasure at his continual teasing of her.

  ‘That’ll be fine, thank you,’ I smiled to her. I removed my hand from his jacket and took the key she was offering.

  Nathan passed over the cash she asked for and managed somehow, by sitting my bum down on the edge of the counter, to sign in her book as Mr and Mrs More. I was hoisted back up higher into his arms as we made our way out to our room.

  ‘You’re bad… you know that, right? The poor
woman looked mortified that she couldn’t offer us some sort of bloody pink pussy palace.’

  ‘Pink… Pussy… Palace?’ He questioned, smiling widely.

  ‘Yeah that’s how last night’s room will remain forever imprinted on my mind.’

  I could feel and hear him laugh as he began to carry me up the flight of stairs towards our designated room with, it appeared, very little effort. I could however feel his limp was becoming more pronounced with every step.

  ‘If this is causing you pain, put me down.’

  ‘Bella, you’ve caused me pain before… this is nothing and I’m never putting ya down again, even when you goddamn fucking ask nicely.’ His hand playfully squeezed my bum cheek.

  I gripped hold of him tighter and buried my head into his chest, offering him my silent thanks for the meaning behind his words.

  Nathan pushed the door open with his foot as I had bent down to unlock it. The door flung open to reveal a half decent place. He carried me in and dropped me unceremoniously onto the bed. I bounced a little and then pushed myself up onto my elbows, watching as he threw his jacket down onto a chair and went to check out the bathroom.

  ‘Nathan, when can we start? I’m so nervous,’ I called out to him.

  He appeared back in the doorframe, both arms up on the top of it, above his head. Quite simply the man took my breath away. The maroon T-shirt had risen up and away from his belted jeans, revealing his defined abs and exposing the V that I longed to follow with my tongue. Unconsciously I licked my lips. I forced my eyes back up to his face.

  ‘How d’ya want to go about it… darlin. Shall we get comfortable and talk now, or do ya need some alcohol in your system?’

  ‘I need to do it now, but I think some Dutch courage would help to relax me.’

  ‘That’s fine, I’m gonna order some food in and get a bottle of JD. I’ll be ten minutes tops… OK?’ He started moving towards the bed and me. He bent down and kissed my forehead. ‘OK?’