Across the Ocean

by Heather Sosbee

  “What do you mean? I never said that. Why the fuck would I say that, Brooke?” The confusion is evident in my voice as I come closer, grab her upper arms, and force her to hear what I am saying. She just looks up at me with those gorgeous eyes, her open mouth trembling with emotion.

  “You are everything to me. Do you hear me? While I was with Lára, I wished it was you. I didn’t realize it at the time; no one holds a candle to you.” I shake her shoulders for emphasis as I lick my dry lips as I get ready to put it all out there for her.

  “All I ever wanted, or needed, is you in my arms. One kiss from you, Brooke, and I was a goner. I’m so goddamned crazy about you; I don’t know why it took me so long to leave Lára. I’m such a fucking idiot.” I look down for a moment as heat flushes my cheeks with embarrassment.

  Brooke smiles softly and watches me. I can’t stop looking at her lips.

  “These years I’ve known you, I’ve never felt more open and honest with anyone. I felt like you knew me better than anyone else, even though we had never actually met. You understood me and never judged me. You laughed with me, cared about me. How can you fall in love with someone over a computer screen? Fuck if I know, but I did, and I do. I am in love with you, Brooke. I thought you had left without saying goodbye. I went to the airport, you know.” I grin wryly from happiness that even though that experience sucked royally, it’s fading away to nothing while I stand here with her.

  Brooke raises her hands and cups my face tenderly. A little frown mars her brow and I lift one of my hands to smooth it away with my thumb. Her forehead relaxes as she smiles at me again.

  “I love you, too,” she whispers sweetly. Music to my ears is what that is. Three magic words to complete my life. I pull her body against mine and my lips fall onto hers like a starved man. My body lights up the instant they touch and I’m addicted.

  ******

  Brooke

  My whole world has flipped inside out. In a matter of minutes everything I was afraid of fell away to reveal all I ever wanted underneath. The Universe has gifted me with so much.

  The relief I feel at knowing for certain that Ari didn’t send me that nasty letter is so overwhelming that my knees almost buckle. Ari loves me.

  My arms snake up and wrap around his neck while my fingers play in his hair. I pull his lips down more firmly on mine and feel the liquid desire instantly light up and spread like wildfire through my body. Only his touch sears me like this.

  My mouth opens to allow his tongue inside. The desperation in his kiss tells me so much that his words couldn’t. He needs me just like I need him. His lips dance against mine as they nip and tease me.

  Ari’s hands slide down to my hips, pulling them against his more firmly. I can feel how hard he is behind his zipper, and only fleetingly remember that we are still standing outside his front door.

  “You have got to be kidding me,” A British accented voice whines from behind Ari. Both of us jerk away, startled out of our moment.

  Lára.

  Chapter 13

  My brain struggles for a second to come out of the desire induced fog and I look around Ari to see Lára standing there with her hands on her hips, looking at us with complete disgust. Don’t worry; the feeling is mutual, bitch.

  “What the fuck are you doing here, Lára?” Ari asks, seemingly trying to protect me from seeing her. It’s a nice gesture, but I’m not having any of it.

  I’m so sick and tired of this chick that I can’t hide it anymore. In the beginning, it seemed like she had welcomed me with open arms. As the time went on, though, I realize that she’s always been dishonest about it. My dark side pops out and is suddenly alert. She warned me before that if we saw Lára again, it wouldn’t be pretty.

  Taking a step around Ari, I begin walking toward Lára, my fists clenched at my side. Her eyes look to me, and open wide. Maybe the error of her ways is coming to light right about now.

  Anger is rolling over me in waves, burning inside of me. All the bullshit that Lára has pulled, all the bad things she made me feel bubble up inside of me like a geyser ready to explode. I can see a gleam of fear flash in her eyes. Good.

  As I take the last few steps, one of my hands lift to point at her. Lára goes to take a hasty step back and stumbles a little.

  “I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with you, Lára. You are a soiled soul. Maybe you don’t realize this; when you fuck with people, it will come back to bite you in the ass.” I glance back at Ari. “Did you know that your ex-girlfriend here wrote me a very pleasant letter while pretending to be you, telling me that I meant less than nothing to you? She told me that you didn’t love me, or want to see me ever again. The schmuck that I am believed it was you.” I turn back to Lára and try my hardest to shoot flames out of my eyes. If only I had that super power.

  “You don’t belong here, Brooke. You had no right to take Ari away from me. He’s mine, even if he’s just blinded by his lust to fuck you.” I blink in surprise at her vehemence.

  “That’s all this is, you know. He just wants to bust a nut and toss you to the side. Who wouldn’t, having some pussy taunting them for years from a distance? He just needs to play around a little with you before he’s done with you.” Lára spits all of this at me. I think she honestly believes the words coming out of her mouth.

  My hand lifts before I even realize and a loud cracking slap echoes in the air. The sting of my hand tells me that I just slapped the shit out of her. The red handprint on her cheek wastes no time in showing itself while she covers it with the palm of her own hand.

  My dark side is smugly preparing to slap Lára’s other cheek just for the hell of it. I don’t blame her but I do my best to rein her in. I know that Lára is not a threat anymore.

  The shock on her face is both comical and pathetic. She’s practically sputtering with anger, and fortunately seems at a loss for words. I can feel Ari step up close behind me, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me tightly against him.

  “Lára, I suggest you get the hell out of here.” The amusement is evident in his voice. I bet he’s trying really hard not to smile. Is that a hard cock I feel pressing against my back?

  Lára looks back and forth between Ari and I for a second, contemplating her next move. A nasty sneer lifts the side of her mouth, ruining any attractiveness she has.

  “You two deserve each other. Fuck both of you!” She spins quickly on her heel and makes a hasty retreat out to the street, where she rounds a corner and we can’t see her anymore.

  I turn in Ari’s arms to face him and the adrenaline pumping through my body from confrontation quickly turns into liquid hot desire. The realization that Ari is mine now, and there is no guilt, shame or remorse standing between us, is filling me full with joy.

  Standing up on my tiptoes, I grasp the back of his head. I drag his mouth to mine with a demanding growl that I can’t believe came out of me. Ari’s response is instant and his arms pull me closer. One hand is on my ass while the other is between my shoulder blades.

  His lips are hot and our kiss is wet and intoxicating while we nibble and suck on each other for several long moments, fueling the fire. I’m completely caught up in all of it that when I feel my world shifting abruptly, I am astonished.

  Ari has lifted me into the air and wraps my legs around his hips. Without freeing my lips, he somehow procures his keys from his pocket and unlocks the door with me still clinging to the front of him.

  The second the front door closes, he pushes me up against the wall of the hallway and struggles to kick his shoes off. His lips are still desperately moving against mine as his tongue slides inside to mingle with mine with a promise of more to come.

  My pulse is pounding so hard that I bet he can hear my heartbeat. My pussy is already pulsing and on fire. Moisture trickles down the inside of my thigh. Why did I wear jeans? I should always wear skirts from now on! My dark side is already naked and waiting impatiently for the good stuff to begin. That little slut.


  I can feel Ari’s hard cock pressing against the v of my thighs, adding delicious pressure to my clit. Now that I’m propped up against the wall, one of Ari’s hands lifts to tangle in my hair and pulls my head back for easier access to my mouth and neck.

  His other hand slides under my shirt in search of my breasts. I wiggle to give him more room, and when his hand finally reaches under my bra to lightly stroke the underside of my breast, I moan hungrily for more.

  Just one touch, one kiss, and I’m lost. This man is more than I could have ever asked the Universe to give me, and I don’t think I’m ever going to be able to let him go.

  I struggle between us to pull his shirt up, and he helps me remove it by lifting his arms over his head, grabbing it from the back, and tossing it to the floor. He gives my shirt the same treatment. His lips instantly begin leaving a blazing trail down my neck before he slides my bra straps down my arms.

  Tilting my head to the side for better access, I relish the feel of him against me. His hips have me pinned against the wall. His cock is hard between us, rubbing against my pussy.

  Ari’s hand snakes behind me to unhook my bra and take it off in one smooth move. The cool air in the room causes goose bumps to cover my chest and my nipples to pucker into tight peaks. They’re not cold long before Ari’s mouth covers one, flicking my nipple with his tongue while his lips suck simultaneously. I moan softly, threading my fingers through his hair, pulling his head closer.

  He teases my other nipple, pinching it between his thumb and index finger. I can feel how soaked I am. I’m sure that the crotch of my pants has to be fairly damp by now, as well. Ari turns the heat up inside me into an inferno that threatens to burn me into dust. I’d be more than happy to burn away, as long as Ari is the one lighting the fire.

  I wiggle against him for a moment to communicate that I need my legs to touch the ground. Ari obliges me while both of our breathing is hot, fast, and heavy. Toeing off my shoes, I quickly work to unbutton my pants and slip out of them in record time. Ari’s teeth nibble at my earlobes and almost distract me from my task.

  I turn my attention to his pants and begin to unbutton them while turning us around so that Ari’s back is against the wall instead. I slide my hands into the waist of his jeans and can feel that he’s not wearing any underwear again. Yes! My fingers quickly reach to find his cock, already eager for my touch when I release him from his pants.

  I’ve been dying to have another taste of his cock. Dropping to my knees in front of him, I look up into his eyes and give him my sexiest little smirk. Ari leans back against the wall with his hands cupping the sides of my face in a tender moment. His eyes blaze with heat that I know is aimed completely at me, and my heart squeezes in response.

  ******

  Ari

  Brooke is looking up at me with that little smirk, and my cock twitches in anticipation of her mouth. Lára had always behaved like it was a chore to go down on me, and seeing the excitement in Brooke’s eyes is such a turn on. Sexy as sin, is what it is.

  Brooke takes a firm grip at the base of my cock, guiding it toward her lips. Her dainty little pink tongue peeks out and licks around the head. Pursing her lips, she softly blows her breath over where she just licked. A shiver tingles up my spine right before her mouth covers my cock and envelopes it in searing heat.

  My breath comes out in a loud hiss. The heat inside her mouth so goddamned delicious. Her tongue is flat against the underside of my cock, swirling around my shaft, driving me wild. Very slowly, she begins to move her head up and down, before alternating her speed to keep me on my toes.

  One of her hands comes up to cup my balls, her fingers sliding down to the skin right behind, massaging and stroking, while her mouth continues to work my cock. Her pace starts to quicken, and I hear her moan softly. The vibrations feel so good that I think my eyes roll back in my sockets for a moment. I moan loudly and I’m consumed with the pleasure.

  “I love your mouth. You feel so fucking good.” I murmur incoherently, and I can feel her lips smile around my cock in response.

  Lára never touched my balls, yet Brooke seems to love it. She’s sucking on my cock like it’s her favorite treat. God, Brooke is abso-fucking-lutely perfect.

  It only takes a few moments of her delicious sucking and licking before I can feel the tingle at the base of my spine alerting me that I’m too close to coming in her mouth. I need it to be inside of her.

  My hands are in her silky hair, and I use them now to pull her away, watching as her lips slowly slide off my cock. Just watching that is almost enough to make me come. Her tongue snakes out for one last lick, oh shit. The satisfied, smug smile on her face is just plain sexy. Like she knows she’s pleased her man.

  I lift Brooke to standing, bringing my lips back to hers. She is soft and pliable in my arms and absolutely divine. Naked except for a pair of silky red panties, I just want to rip them off with my teeth. I can’t stand not being inside of her anymore.

  I can’t even wait to take her to my bedroom. I have to have her now. Reaching a hand between us, I take hold of her flimsy panties and pull quickly. They tear easily. I growl lowly in my throat when I realize the wetness from her arousal soaked the fabric. I’m the one driving her wild.

  Brooke giggles at her ripped panties; it’s sweet and sexy at the same time. Everything about her infuses my senses with happiness and joy. Her energy is what my body thrives on. I’ve never felt this way before, and now that I’ve had a taste, I don’t know that I can ever go back.

  I grind my cock against her heat for a moment, teasing both of us, before lifting her up against me and flipping our position back to where her back is against the wall. She’s so fucking wet that it’s unbelievable.

  My lips seek hers as I wrap her legs around my waist once more. Her mouth is swollen; her lips delectably plump when I nibble on them. Her hard nipples are poking against my chest and her fingers are scratching roughly up and down my back. I’m overwhelmed in the best way by this woman.

  ******

  Brooke

  I’m on fire. I’ve never been so turned on by going down on a guy before. Ari’s scent and taste are stuck in my head, and I think I’m drunk on them. My clit is throbbing in time with my heartbeat, and my pussy is aching with the need to be filled. I don’t think I can wait much longer.

  Tearing my lips away from Ari’s, I lean back against the wall and breathe heavily. My hand drops between us, finds his cock, and guides it to my entrance. Running my fingers through my wetness, I rub it over the head of his cock. Ari’s eyes are two glittering orbs of heat and desire that watch my fingers move between us.

  The moment my fingers move out of the way, Ari plunges inside of me as deeply as possible. Both of our moans fill the air with relief and pleasure. Ari slowly pulls almost completely out before thrusting firmly back inside, completely absorbed in watching where our bodies are joined.

  The position we are in is deliciously deep and the angle provides excellent rubbing against my g-spot. My own hips begin to move in sync with his thrusts, writhing against him in a challenge to really fuck me like I want.

  I can feel the pressure slowly building within me. One of Ari’s hands is supporting my ass while the other hand takes two fingers to spread the lips of my pussy apart in order to stroke my clit firmly with his thumb.

  “Yes, yes, yes!” I chant in time with his thrusts. My own fingers begin to fondle his nipples, pinching hard enough for him to let out a hiss before I release them.

  Ari begins to pound into me, obviously lost to the pleasure. His thumb pauses rubbing my clit for a moment while he maneuvers one of my legs to where the knee is hooked over his elbow. Leaning into me, he continues his fierce pace, the altered angle making me moan with every thrust.

  The hand on my ass slides between my cheeks, surprising me with a finger brushing against my normally forbidden place. I’ve never had much anal play in the past, but with Ari, I’m willing to try anything. Wherever he touches me is pleasure
. I’m so wet that it has dripped between my cheeks. I relax easily into his touch, feeling sensations I’ve never felt before when his finger slides inside of me.

  The feeling of fullness only intensifies, and my clit is beginning to feel like it’s going to explode. My own hand slides between us to continue rubbing myself. I’m getting so close as the finger in my ass begins to thrust along with his cock.

  Ari buries his face into my neck and moans against me. My other hand grasps the back of his neck and is holding him against me. A tingle begins to spread from my pussy all throughout my body, and I know I’m going to come.

  His fierce thrusts never waver or slack off, and I can feel sweat drops dripping onto my chest from his face. The pleasure and pressure inside of me coalesce and fill an invisible bubble inside of me full to bursting. I’m just waiting for it to pop.

  I’ve never had an orgasm quite so intense. The joy, love, and happiness mixing with the pleasure inside this bubble, and I can’t wait for it to supernova.

  One thrust, two, and I’m catapulted over the edge. The tsunami beginning in my pussy quickly spreads through me. My body begins to convulse and tremble forcefully against Ari. I have little control of my limbs as I’m lost to the storm. Pleasure is crashing over me like waves attacking a rocky coastline. My pussy clamps down so tightly against his cock that he moans and has some difficulty moving within me while he rides the wave of my orgasm with shorter thrusts.

  The intensity of my climax is so much that I scream through clenched teeth and tightly closed eyes. I’m certain that the neighbors will hear. Not that I care. It’s almost as though I’m a fish out of water, with how much my body is convulsing. My whole body is completely blown away.

  Ari’s thrusts pick up again the second my pussy relaxes the tiniest bit. His own arms trembling from exertion and his oncoming orgasm. I make a valiant effort to keep moving my own hips in time with his thrusts, and it only takes three before his whole body tenses against mine.