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“What do you think I’m telling you, Pierce?” she teases. Arie leans back on the bed and spreads her legs ever-so-slightly, revealing a pair of pink lace panties. The corner of her mouth tilts up in a playful smile, and I am completely overwhelmed by lust. I’ve been in love with Arie since I was seventeen years old, but all I feel for her in this moment is pure, unadulterated lust.
I stare at her beautiful body and let out an exhalation of air before I slide on top of her. I lock my hands on either side of her, trying to sort out where my common sense has disappeared to as my cock hardens and the desire to slide inside of her pulses through me.
Arie stares up at me with a determination in her eyes that I have never seen before. She lets her hands drift down my torso, touching me as if we are meeting for the first time. Gingerly, she pulls the towel away from my hips. My cock is already hard, straining, the skin tight and hot. Her eyes grow wide when she catches sight of it.
“It’s big,” she murmurs. “Really big.”
I wait, and try to breathe in deeply as blood flows to my cock. I can’t imagine anything in the world that could convince me to pull away from her in this moment. And when she bites her lip, when she gasps as her hand drifts over my shaft, I’m an absolute goner. I imagine letting her stroke me, coming all over the expanse of her perfect, pale body. My balls filling and releasing.
But tonight is about something more than that.
I take her by surprise, falling on to the bed next to her and crashing my mouth down onto hers, pressing passionately against her, and tracing my tongue around the lines of her perfect lips. She moans and claws at my chest, grabbing at my neck, like she’s trying to pull me in even closer to her, eliminating all of the space between us. When I pull away, she moans as if I’m denying her oxygen.
“This is what you want, Arie? Are you sure?” I ask, still somehow shocked she’s in my bed right now. As I look down into her crystal blue eyes, my girth throbs. It’s so hard it’s almost painful.
“Yes,” she whispers. “I’ve been thinking about it. It’s all I think about. Maybe if we just get it over with, we won’t be so focused on it anymore. You are my forever guy, aren’t you?”
“Yeah,” I say. I brush my thumb over her bottom lip. “I’m your forever guy.”
I push my pulsing length against the warmth of her panties. She’s already wet there, like she’s been considering it ever since the moment she told me to buzz off. Getting wetter and wetter until she couldn’t stand it anymore. “You want me to fuck you tonight, Arie?”
“God, Pierce, I said…” she starts. “Fuck. Yeah I do.”
My fingers press against the wet fabric of her panties. There’s heat there, almost molten hot against my hand. I close my eyes and open them again. I’ve imagined this moment a thousand times, and I want to make sure I’m not dreaming.
“You feel so good, baby,” I say. I stroke her with more pressure, moving down to her pussy, and she starts to melt. I pull her panties to one side, sliding my fingers over her slickness, up to her clit and down over her delicate folds. She shudders, hips arching up beneath my hand, like she’s pushing against me, begging for more. Needing it. I slide the lace of her panties down to her knees, and she kicks them off. They land in a crumple at the foot of the bed, and she laughs. A blush rises over Arie’s body, making her turn the most beautiful shade of pink. I let my hand hover over her sex again, and I realize that all the pain has vanished from my body. There’s a doctor’s cure. A goddamn beautiful woman giving it up for the first time. Wet and ready, the hem of her dress pulled up over her hips.
“You want my fingers inside you?”
She nods, pink spreading to her cheeks. “I do.” She arches her hips toward my fingers. “Please.”
I bring my hand to her again, and I thrust two fingers inside of her, unable to control myself. I growl, pressing the base of my palm hard against her clit. Her voice comes out in a soft, strangled moan, and she throws her head back, hands finding her breasts, fingers tugging at her nipples. They’re stiff beneath the fabric, like tiny bullets. I feel a pearlescent bead of precum at my tip.
I work my fingers inside of her, listening to her moan. The soft rise and fall of her breath tells me when she’s getting close, and I pull away, leaving her empty on purpose.
“And you want me to fuck you? To come inside of you?”
She nods. “Yes.”
“I don’t know if I believe you,” I growl into her ear. “It’s been almost ten years, Arie. Why now?”
I plunge my fingers inside of her again. She’s tight. I groan. I’ve known this part of her body many times. I know how to make her come for me, body shaking. But I’ve never entered her, not truly. Never made her mine. I watch as goose bumps spread all over her skin, highlighting her increasing arousal. She gasps for air, as if she can’t breathe, and she licks her sweet lips as she considers my question. I study her beautiful face closely, as if she’s a stranger in my bed. With each passing year, Arie hasn’t aged; she has always looked fresh and young and new. It makes me want to protect her. And ruin her. In equal measure.
Arie’s eyes are closed tight as she processes her pleasure, and she tries to stifle a whimper.
“Things change, Pierce,” she chokes out. “Like I said, I’ve been thinking about it foreve
r. I want it now.”
Arie’s hips begin to writhe from her excitement and she squeezes her thighs together snugly. I nuzzle my nose into the curve of her neck, taking in a deep breath of her as she moans with pleasure. She smells like gardenia on a warm, summer day and it’s more intoxicating than all the liquor I had at that stupid party.
All I can think about is filling her up with my cock, taking her over and over again, letting her feel just how hard she is making me. I want her to know what she’s been missing all these years.
“I’m going to make you scream tonight.”
I don’t know what comes over me, but I reach down and rip her dress off her in a single motion. Arie gasps, but I cover her mouth with my own as I keep caressing her sex, parting her slick folds, making her moans flood into my mouth and increase my hardness ten-fold. I show her no mercy as my fingers explore the soft, warm flesh of her wet pussy.
Our tongues dance as she shivers beneath touch, and I have to pull away to watch her body react to me. I trace my fingers across her warm flesh, watch her squirm when I blow cold air against her neck. I am barely suppressing the urge to bite and mark her flawless skin, to make sure the whole world knows she’s mine.
