by LK Collins
With slow, calculated movements, he pulls and pushes himself inside of me, causing my body to burn from head to toe. Every ounce of me needs this. I know this isn’t the first time Bain and I have had sex, but it feels like the first time we’ve really connected. I’ve only ever experienced this connection with one other person and to feel this again is so enlivening. With deep breaths, I begin to moan Bain’s name.
“Fuck…say it, A,” he grunts into my ear with a deep voice, pushing himself even farther inside of me.
I repeat it over and over again, letting the cries of passion take me far away from this world. He never picks up speed or moves with urgency. Finally, he lets go of my hands and pushes off of my back. I rest up on my elbows and then he pulls out of me, flipping me over and in the blink of an eye, he’s nuzzled himself back inside. With my eyes tightly shut, I wrap my legs around him and do my best to meet his every thrust.
His noises are such a fucking turn-on, they’re so deep and low. I can’t help but listen to him closely and get lost to him in this moment. Looking at Bain, he is in his zone, eyes closed, forehead creased, and lost in us.
“So sweet,” he whispers, a phrase that only Nate has ever said to me. Instantly, his face flashes before my eyes and I can’t help, but grab each of Bain’s ass cheeks, holding them firmly. The moment I make contact holding him like this, Nate is gone, and before me, only Bain, sexier than ever. In that moment, I realize maybe God brought him into my life for a reason. I’ll never get Nate back. I know that and I need to let him go. Maybe Bain is who I’m truly meant to be with?
Bain leans down, connecting our mouths, and I give him all of me. I turn over every single ounce of the woman that I am to this gorgeous man. As we kiss and fuck, he holds me firmly, coming inside of me. On cue, my body lets go along with his. Our tongues thrashing against one another’s, only intensifies every sensation.
Scene 7
Wanna Shower?
Arion & Bain
Crashing my lips against his, I get lost in Bain, in who he is, what we have, and what he gives me. There’s a sense of security about him and knowing that I helped him continue following his dreams, makes me feel proud. With his hands tight around my body, we lie there together, enjoying each other.
“I’m so proud of you.”
“It’s all because of you. Thank you for motivating me.”
“Anytime.”
“Wanna shower?” he asks.
“Please,” I respond, and he lifts me in his arms, carrying me into the bathroom. He sets me on my feet and turns the water on. I can’t take my eyes off of him as he undresses. He’s so tall and muscular and…mine.
We step into the hot water, letting it cascade down our bodies. Leaning my head back, I drench my long, blonde hair knowing he is watching my every move. With his head tilted down looking at me intently, water beads off the tip of his nose, and some rolls down his oh-so-plump lips.
He catches me off guard as I run my hands through my hair. He separates my pussy, touching the inside of my already swollen lips, as he moves his fingers in a circular motion. He’s giving me the right amount of pleasure and I almost jump from the sensation. Looking at him, his eyes are watching exactly what he’s doing, and without speaking, he drops to his knees. I step forward so the water doesn’t pelt him and brace my weight on the square tiles of the shower.
He grips my ass and sucks my clit, swirling his tongue over it so gently. I moan, giving in to the desire, and close my eyes. Bain’s very patient in what he’s doing. The pleasure’s so great, I instantly want to come, but I fight the feeling, keeping myself focused on not letting go.
We stay like this, in this moment and position, until I cannot take anymore. My noises show him what he’s doing to me, and I pull away looking down at him as he still stares at my sex. Reaching for his hand, I guide him up. He stands, and I reach between us, gripping his hard cock with more force than he showed me. I rub him against my sensitive pussy, stroking him at the same time.
Bain makes the sexiest noises when he’s turned on. I love that I can do that to him. Suddenly, he pushes my hand away and takes ahold of his massive cock, guiding himself inside of me. Slowly filling me, both of our eyes watch the contact of our bodies molding into one.
Taking my arms, I reach up and brace myself on his forearms. Leaning away from me, he holds my hips and moves at a gentle pace. Not fast or forceful – just right.
His size confounds me, just like his endurance. Leaning my head back, I close my eyes, shutting out the world and everything else in the process. My breaths are short, enjoying this bliss. Then out of nowhere and without warning, Bain explodes inside of me. A warm surge of cum fills me, followed by his thrusts and my body finds its own release. So strong, quaking from the tips of my hair to the bottoms of my feet. Leaning into Bain, I scream into his skin.
As possessively as ever, he holds me to him. I grip him back, never before experiencing a feeling quite like this.
Scene 8
Unleash The Animal
Bain & Arion
Tilting my head to get a good look at her, I can see the pain. Not knowing what to do in that moment, I wrap her in my hold, pressing our naked bodies as closely together as I can. My cock aches wanting to be inside of her. I don’t need to move, or come, or do anything else, but just enjoy the closeness. So I nudge myself against her opening and like a good girl, she accepts me.
Taking my time, I slowly ease my way all the way in. Nestled in her to the hilt, she pulls away trying to get some friction. Who am I kidding? I can’t be inside of her without moving, so I appease her efforts and comply, but still only moving slowly. Being inside of her always sets me on fire, whether I am going as slow as this, or fucking her madly.
I need to take care of her, so I walk us to the bed and lie down with my feet still hanging off the edge. She keeps her eyes closed as her hair hits the mattress like a puff of wind. I lean up, taking one last look at what is the perfection of her body beneath mine, before I unleash the animal that’s inside. It’s been knocking at the door all day, watching her cheer me on. If it wasn’t for her, pushing me, I don’t know that I would have given basketball another try.
“God, Bain,” she cries gripping my forearms. Looking down, my muscles and tattoos tighten under her hold. My movements are now urgent. I have my weight braced above her, my hands balled into fists, allowing me to move effortlessly inside of her.
“Jesus, A, your cunt.”
She moans, locking her feet behind my back, the friction is just as much her demise as it is mine, causing us to simultaneously combust together. The moment I let go, my orgasm is so intense, like nothing I’ve ever experienced. Hers is just as good. I can tell because as soon as I look at her, she is panting – struggling to catch her breath.
The pleasure fades away and I can’t help, but laugh at her with her nails still dug into my arms.
“You okay?” I ask.
“I’m more than okay.”
Leaning down, I leave a kiss on her salty chest and then hop off. She follows suit and we get into the shower together. She doesn’t bring up the fact that I asked her to move with me if I get drafted. I know she’s worried about her job, but there’s got to be a thousand Starbucks across the US that she could transfer to. Deep down, I know if I go, she’ll go, she has to. We can’t be apart.
Scene 9
Her Pussy Is My Kingdom
Bain & Arion
She takes her hands and knots them into the back of my hair. I weave mine tightly into the back of hers and take my time trailing my lips over her mouth, beginning slowly then gaining more access. Finally, with our tongues fully connected, I kiss her the way I love. Her knees are slacked and my dick is as hard as ever.
“God, I wanna fuck you so badly.”
“Then do it.”
“There are people a hundred yards away.”
“So, let them watch. I want your cock inside of me now and I don’t want to wait.”
I stare
at her, so taken aback by her words that it almost makes me come thinking about what she wants me to do. “Dammit, Bain, fuck me.”
Placing my hand over her mouth, I tell her, “Shhh, be quiet.”
She smirks at me, reaching between us and pulls her pants down. I slide my shorts down a little and look around. Then grip my cock at the base and slam into her. She cries out in pleasure, but my hand still covers those sweet lips, muffling the noise.
“You asked for it. Now be fucking quiet.”
Her breathing is heavy. Her chest heaving up and down, up and down. But my demand quieted her noises. Taking both of my hands, I hold her face and fuck her gently. I’m so turned on that someone walking by could see us. Her pussy is my kingdom – it was made for my cock and I love how perfectly we fit together.
Working her like this, she pulls my neck to her mouth and begins to suck on my skin. It helps to muffle her uncontrollable noises so I let her, knowing that it might leave a mark. It’s better than having to slow down.
“Fuck, baby, I love your pussy.”
Saying the word “love” so freely makes me realize that maybe my feelings for her are more than I ever intended them to be. I do love more than her pussy. Fuck, I love every goddamn thing about her.
Her heels are dug into my legs, holding us tightly together. Then she relinquishes her orgasm over to me and I lose it. She tightens that sweet pussy, holding my dick like a vice, causing me to grunt like an animal. Letting go, I come inside of this beautiful woman I love. Dammit, I love her. She told me to not have feelings for her and to just fuck, but I’ve failed miserably.
How could I not, with what we’ve been through and helped each other cope with? I slow my movements, so torn up by my mind-fuck. She protests my stopping and grabs my ass, pushing and pulling me in and out of her.
Upon opening my eyes, all of my fears fade away. Her eyes are closed and her bottom lip is sucked into her mouth. I keep my movements strong, and watch her as her face changes. Pleasure takes over her body, blood pulsing under her light skin, which is now covered in a sheen of sweat. Staring at her, she never opens her eyes and only trembles lightly. However, it lasts for at least a full minute and I don’t stop as aftershocks give little jolts here and there. I don’t know how to handle this or why I didn’t see it coming. Maybe I should talk to her this weekend and be honest and tell her my feelings?
Scene 10
Mr. Sexy Man
Arion & Bain
I rinse and turn the water off. Both of us are so hot for one another that you could cut the tension in the air with a knife. I know what I want. I want Bain and his cock to do what he does best and I want it now. Watching him move the white towel over his body almost makes me tear it away. I get bits and pieces of Mr. Sexy Man as he dries himself. Sex. Sin. Cock. Tattoos. Then just when I can’t take anymore, he drops it.
“Don’t look at me like that,” I warn. His eyes are hooded and his stance shows he’s about to take me at any moment. “Better run, then.”
I lick my bottom lip and bolt out of the bathroom, stark naked. The cool breeze on my skin chills me, not to mention how it makes the skin of my tattoo tingle. Bain is right behind me, his presence this close is not something that can go unnoticed. I don’t make it far, weaving in and out of this elegant home, before he catches me by one of my wrists.
I spin in his hold and he turns me back towards him.
“Gotcha, beautiful.”
I laugh and give in to him, the same way I always do.
“Maybe I wanted you to.”
“We’ll have to see about that,” he says scooping me up in his arms and taking me into the bedroom. He uses extra caution, holding me to make sure that his hand doesn’t touch my tattoo nor does he move in a way that will irritate it. Gently, he lays me on the bed and says, “Stay there.” I listen, sitting up and watching him walk back into the bathroom. He comes out with a bottle of Aquaphor and squirts a dab on his finger then straddles my legs with his and begins to very gently apply a thin coat.
“You gotta keep it moist, but don’t suffocate it, okay?”
“I think you better keep it moist,” I respond reaching down and grabbing his cock. Holding it tightly in my grip, he shakes his head and puts some ointment on his tattoo. Then as he wipes his hands, his hips begin to move in my hold, pushing in and out. “You want me to cum on you?”
“Maybe.”
“We’ll see,” he says pulling my hand away and pinning it against the mattress, then he crashes inside of me. My pussy is instantly consumed with all of him. I love the feeling, so full and hard. Now with both of my hands pinned out to my side, Bain looks at me, his hard dick inside of me, and says, “Jesus Christ, babe, this pussy of yours is amazing.”
I tighten my muscles, holding fiercely onto him, as he loves the inside of my body. Then I tighten myself around him and immediately want to come. The pleasure is too great, causing me to let up. Bain grunts above me, both of my knees are slacked to the side and my hands are held under his, leaving me fully in his control.
I can’t stop the cries of passion, what he’s doing to me is too much to handle. These slow, long thrusts are pushing me over the edge. Then Bain says, “My kingdom, your pussy is my kingdom,” and I lose all logic and fall under his spell. My body quavers and writhes on its own, with my eyes tightly shut, enjoying this bliss. Then Bain lets his release go, his noises are the loudest they’ve ever been, causing me to focus on him in this moment. The veins on his neck change and his tattoos morph as his muscles strain from underneath. The pressure from his hold on my wrists is so tight that it ignites something inside of me. Something deep within, a craving I’ve been searching for since the day…I lost him.
Scene 11
I’m Not Done With Her
Bain & Arion
Fumbling to slide the card into the door, I can’t do it fast enough. Arion is on me. Hands everywhere, hot mouth all over my skin, her tight, little cunt pressed up against me and finally the motherfucking door opens. Walking her in backwards. I drop both of our bags and kick the door closed. Looking around, the bed seems so far away.
She rips her shirt off and I grab her by the thighs dropping us to the floor. Fuck it. I need her now. Right here. I watch how relaxed she is lying there waiting for me. Leaning down, I unbutton her jeans, skimming them down as quickly as I can. The moment she’s naked, her scent intoxicates me. “Fuck, you’re wet. I can smell you, so sweet.”
She takes her fingers, fanning them down her stomach and I watch, frozen. She wouldn’t dare. Would she? Then she opens her soft pussy and begins to please herself. I’ve never seen her touch herself. Christ, it’s hot.
“Have you touched yourself like this lately?”
She nods her head.
“Really? What did you think about?”
“You and your cock,” she says, reaching over and grabbing me through my pants. I unbutton them and with urgency she get’s right inside. She’s barely able to get my dick out as it strains the fabric and is starting to hurt. Once I’m free, she sits up and has her lips around the head before I can even look down and see what she’s doing.
She’s no longer touching herself. Her hand simply rests over her sex and I lift it up, devouring the sweetness off of those fingers. Jesus, I love her. I fucking love every single thing about her. Especially how sexy she is. With her fingers in my mouth, she doesn’t stop what she’s doing as she bobs up and down on my dick.
Watching her move and how she makes my dick glisten, has me about to lose it. My balls tighten and before I let go, I pull away. She looks at me confused and I rip the shirt above my head. I haven’t come in well over a week and I won’t do that to her.
“Take your bra off,” I command as I nudge the head of my cock against her waiting pussy. “Mmmmm, you’re so fucking hot, Arion.”
“Nothing like you,” she says, running a trail of her fingers down my chest and abdomen. I pull her ass up close to me, keeping her legs spread wide, and press my cock full
y inside of her. She looks up at me with the clearest expression I’ve ever seen. Her arms are stretched up above her, making her tits so high and perky.
With our two bodies connected like this, I know I should begin moving and fucking her. But I can’t. I need to get as close as possible and this is the only way I know how, with part of me inside of her.
“What’s wrong?” she asks, as I’m motionless, watching her lie in my control.
“Nothing,” I respond and begin to make small pulls and pushes in and out of her.
The inside of her pussy is like nothing I’ve ever experienced, it’s so warm and tight. I swear her body was made for mine. The way my hands feel around her hips – perfection. Or the way her skin tastes on my lips – heaven.