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"I don't care. Those pricks tried to rape you. Again," he says firmly. "Who knows how many other women they've assaulted? If I don't call them, who knows how many more they'll go on to victimize. These pricks need to pay for what they've done to you."
“What about—”
He waves me off. "Like I said, I'll take whatever hit comes my way. It'll be worth it if it means putting those assholes in a cage where they belong."
A small smile touches my lips as Director Ballard—Micha—leans forward and cleans the shallow cuts on my face with peroxide. He gently dabs at my wounds with a cotton ball. He’s almost being too careful. Even his voice when he speaks to me is softer. Gentler. I never knew Micah Ballard had a soft and tender side. It seems so odd when contrasted with his usual gruff demeanor, but it’s almost like the pain I feel when he’s inside of me. It doesn’t take long for the pain to accentuate the pleasure I feel. The gruff and belligerent side of Micah only serves to make this unexpectedly kind and gentle side of him all the more striking. And attractive.
I know things between Micah and me can't be together long-term. I know that I have school… or I will have school once I go back and register. And he has… well, everything he has going on as the head of a massive media conglomerate. Logistically, it would be a nightmare. Plus, even though he insists it isn’t an issue in his mind, there’s the fact that he is twice my age. There are people who would crucify him, a forty-year-old man for having a twenty-year-old girlfriend. Maybe it doesn’t matter to him but there are a lot of people it would bother.
So, with time starting to run out on us, really all we can do is enjoy what we have left. Enjoy each other. I can’t lie and say it doesn’t hurt. Over these last couple of weeks, we’ve gotten to know each other better. It hasn’t just been all about sex. We’ve grown closer as people and have shared bits of our lives. Talking to Micah and absorbing his wisdom and the lessons he’s learned from his life have accentuated the teachings and lessons I’ve been learning in my one-on-one and group counseling sessions. He might not realize it, but he's helped me every bit as much as the staff at Forward Path have. So yeah, it’s going to suck to have to say goodbye.
Micah dabs the cotton ball against the cut on my cheek then sets it down and gently wipes it with a clean cloth. After that, he applies a small Band-Aid to it and sits back against the arm of his sofa. The sound of the fire cracking and popping fills the room along with a growing sense of connection between us. At least on my end. The way he protected me combined with the tender and gentle way he cared for me afterward is making my heart swell. It feels six sizes too big for my chest all of a sudden.
Although I want to tell him what I’m thinking and feeling right now, I bite my tongue. I know that will only complicate things… and complications are the last thing we need. Our situation is difficult enough as it is without making it worse by telling him how I feel. As I look into his eyes though, I can’t help but see the same sort of emotion I feel reflected back at me. He looks like he’s holding in the same sort of feelings that are bubbling up inside of me.
It's an impossible situation.
“Are you all right?” he asks.
I nod. “Thanks to you.”
The air between us crackles with a sense of anticipation and maybe even some longing in the realization that we don’t have many more nights together. Seizing on all those feelings roiling around within me, I find my courage and boldness and climb across the couch, straddling Micah’s lap. I hold his face in both hands then lean down and kiss him. As our tongues swirl around one another languidly, I melt against him, reveling in the feeling of his taut, hard body pressed so close to mine.
I feel his cock growing thicker and harder beneath me and roll my hips, moaning as the sensation of grinding against his long, thick staff sends goosebumps marching up and down my body. Our kiss is filled with heat and fire like it usually is, but something feels different this time. It just feels like there’s more passion, but it’s delicate. It’s softer. Gentler. I lean into him and let the warmth fill my body, reveling in the way his hands glide slowly over my body. Micah slides his hands beneath my shirt, trailing his fingertips up my back and I shudder, my moan lost in his mouth.
Still sitting astride him, I sit up and take my shirt off and toss it aside. My eyes never leave his as I quickly get out of my bra and fling it in the direction of my shirt. Micah pulls me down and kisses me again, our bodies, like our tongues, writhing in a sinuous rhythm together. Every movement is slow, the care exaggerated, and the delay of the pleasure of having him inside of me makes the warm, slick center of me pulse with anticipation.
Micah gently pushes me off and we stand, facing each other for a long moment. He trails his fingertips across my cheek, letting them slide down my neck, breasts, and all the way to my stomach. He pushes my shorts down, letting them drop to my feet, and I quickly step out of my panties as he takes off his clothing. I step to him, pressing my naked body to his, and relish his warmth and the steady beat of his heart. Micha cups my chin and raises my face and kisses me. It’s filled with such passion and care, it literally takes my breath away.
Placing my hands on his chest, I push him down onto the couch behind him. When he lays down, I give him a wicked little smile then turn around and straddle his face. The second his tongue hits my slick folds, my entire body grows taut and a moan bursts from my mouth. I savor the sensation of electricity shooting through my veins for a moment before leaning forward and taking his cock into my mouth. I feel the muscles in Micah’s legs grow tight and hear him let out a groan. His breath is warm makes my swollen lips tingle, drawing a gasp from me.
As he pumps his hips slowly, driving his stiff rod into my mouth, I grind myself down on his face, forcing his tongue deeper inside of me. The tingles of electricity coursing through my body rock from head to toe. They’re so intense that I throw back my head and cry out as I start to tremble wildly. I grip Micah’s dick as hard as I can, squeezing him in my fist and pumping it up and down on his shaft as he buries his face deeper between my thighs, lapping at me with a wildly passionate abandon that makes me writhe and moan.
“Oh fuck. Yes, baby,” I cry out.
The orgasm that hits me is so powerful, I feel not just weightless, but breathless for a moment. Every muscle in my body tenses as I shake wildly, writhing against his face. I’m squeezing his cock so hard, I’m worried about cutting off circulation but there’s nothing I can do as I tremble and flail against his mouth. Micah though prolongs the pleasure by sucking on my clit and plunging a pair of fingers deep into me.
As my orgasm goes on, the knots in my muscles constrict painfully and I gasp. My heart is beating faster and wilder than a drummer on meth and my breath is a labored wheeze. I climb off Micah’s face and my shaking, rubbery legs nearly give out under me. He catches me though and lays me down on the couch. Never taking his eyes off me, Micah climbs on top of me, putting one arm on either side of my head, bracing himself above me. I part my legs, wrapping them around his waist, that icy blue gaze of his adding an intensity to the intimacy that’s making it harder for me to catch my breath.
The tip of his cock presses firmly against my opening, slick and waiting for him to fill me up. Micah kisses me with that tender passion that’s marked our whole time together this evening. I taste myself upon his lips and feel myself growing hotter and wetter, my desperation to feel him inside me building to a fever pitch. As if he can sense my impatience, Micah presses forward. I gasp as his cock parts my lips and slides along my slippery inner walls, moving into me inch by inch.
I grab his forearms, digging my nails into his flesh as the momentary flash of the pain of him stretching me open so completely hits me. It takes a moment, but Micah is finally sheathed inside of me. He kisses me again, giving me a little time to adjust to his size. His mouth trails down my neck and then down to my breasts. And when he starts to gently roll his hips, moving slowly within me, his mouth finds my nipples. He licks and sucks on one and then the other, sending a bolt of electricity from my chest straight down between my thighs, and making me gasp.
Sitting up slightly, I kiss his chest and his neck, gently biting at his skin as he starts to pump his hips slightly faster. His thrusts deep into my pussy are firm yet still gentle and make my body vibrate with pleasure. He looks down at me, his gaze direct, making the intimacy between us build. It floods my body with adrenaline and sends my heart racing so fast, it feels like it might burst. But what a way to go.
Our bodies move together in a sinuous, sensual rhythm, the eye contact making everything feel so much more intense. Every gasp, every thrust, and every movement feels amplified. As Micah’s long, thick staff slides within me and he maintains that direct gaze, my entire body quivers. I’m a live wire of sensation and every nerve ending inside of me crackles with an erotic electricity that’s breathtaking.
I’ve never experienced a moment of intimacy like this before. Hell, I didn’t even know I could feel a moment of intimacy like this with anybody and my body craves his touch even more. His breath grows ragged and I feel him swell inside of me. My molten core tightens around him and Micah’s breath bursts from his mouth as his face grows red. I can see he’s trying to hold back, trying to prolong the moment and preserve the pleasure for as long as possible.
I gently place my hand on his cheek and pull him down, kissing him with the same passion he’s shown me all evening. I kiss his cheek and then whisper in his ear.
“Come for me, Micah,” I say softly. “Come inside of me. Fill me up.”
His entire body twitches and I feel him pulse deep inside of me. The veins in his neck and forehead stand out as he cries out, erupting violently within me. The force of his seed bursting inside of me touches off an explosion of ecstasy within me that leaves me breathless and trembling along with him. As he shoots every last drop of his cum inside of me, I wrap my arms and legs around him even tighter, savoring the feeling of it.
Micah collapses on top of me, out of breath, his entire body limp. I feel him starting to soften inside of me and close my eyes, relishing the feeling. After a couple of long minutes, he props himself up on his arm and kisses me again, his tongue twirling around mine leisurely. He rolls off and flops onto his back, pulling me on top of him. I rest my head on his chest and feel him shudder as I trail my fingertip across his belly.
I listen to his heart pound in his chest in a strong, steady rhythm that’s beginning to slow. Micah strokes my hair and we lay together in silence, enjoying the moment. As I idly trail my fingers down his chest and through the thatch of hair on his belly, I close my eyes and smile. This is what it must feel like to make love with somebody rather than just fucking them. Something between Micah and I changed tonight but I can’t say for certain what it is.
