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The water rises as he sinks into the tub, his back against the opposite end. His cocky demeanor doesn’t make an appearance. He is far from innocent, but there isn’t any gloating coming from him.
Our legs tangle underneath the surface. Carefully, I let my feet slide up his legs, his thighs, finally reaching his cock. It immediately jumps for me.
“Fuck, Rose. This is literally a fantasy of mine.”
I move my feet to the outside of his legs. Holding on to the edge of the tub for leverage. I pull up and slide forward. I am kneeling before James, my breasts so close to his face, my nipples bud in response to his exhales.
“What, Archer? Tell me.”
“You and me in this tub, you— Fuck.” I drop my hips onto his, nestling his length along my pussy. I am so ready for him. I want to tease him, but I won’t be able to resist him much longer.
“Me what?” I let my fingers trail up his torso, grabbing a hold of his shoulders, lifting my body upwards once more.
“What are you doing, Rosy?”
“Apparently, making both our fantasies come true,” I confess. There is an unspoken complicity between us. We are communicating without words. I lower myself onto James, he holds my hips, guiding me.
“Archer,” I barely whisper as I sink back into the water, and he sinks into me. My head falls backwards. I feel his hand run the length of my neck, down my chest, leaving hot water droplets which he eagerly sucks dry with his lips and tongue.
I set the pace, water rippling softly around us. The sloshing sound it makes against the tub, providing an erotic soundtrack, the perfect accompaniment to our labored breathing.
I need to feel as much of James as possible, I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling his naked chest against mine. He hugs my waist, helping me keep our rhythm going. I am consumed by this experience. I need James more in this moment than I have ever needed anyone before.
I look for his lips, maybe to share this truth I just discovered with him. Our kiss is sultry, passionate, and eager. There is a hunger, a deeper yearning between us.
James breaks away, leaning his forehead against mine. I can’t take my eyes off him. Fuck. My hips are moving faster, completely at the mercy of this spell we have cast around each other. His pants fan my face. He is climbing to new heights just like me, ready to jump off with me once we reach the summit.
“Ahh. Fuck, Rose. Fuck.” James' movements miss a beat as he sinks into me one more time. His hips jerk forward, pushing me into him. I kiss James once more, as my muscles clench around him, moaning straight into his parted lips. My body contorts, splashing water over the edge of the tub.
If we hadn’t crossed a line yet. I know we crossed one now.
The embrace we share as our bodies settle is intimate, raw, real. No fakes. I let my body rest on his completely, hiding my face in the crook of his neck to confess.
“No one can take your spot, Archer. You’re one of a kind.”
Chapter Seven
James
“How come we both live here, and we’ve never bumped into each other?” I watch as Rose sips on her pink champagne and nibbles on her deep-dish pizza. She is once again surprised I knew what her favorite food was.
Her perfect, just-fucked halo is glowing brighter than a dying star. She looks exquisite. Red, cock-teasing lipstick has me hypnotized, in an endless daydream, staring at her mouth. “James?”
“Huh?” She did something to me earlier. I can’t pinpoint what, but it’s fucking with my brain. I didn’t comment on it, but I saw how desolate she looked when she thought I had bailed on her. It was a fucked up night. I confessed to something I had been repressing for a long time. Maybe I shouldn’t have.
“How come I've never seen you around here?”
“I’ve seen you, buttercup. Just made sure you didn’t see me.” I went out of my way to get out of hers. It was enough to be at each other’s throats every Christmas, birthday and fucking Valentine’s Day.
“What? Why?”
“Because, first, this ‘us’ didn’t exist back then, have you forgotten how much you hate my guts?” She wants to deny it, but wisely chooses to let it go. “Second, because you weren’t alone. Fuckface isn’t exactly my favorite person on earth, and I wasn’t looking for jail time.” Rose laughs and her whole face lights up. I unexpectedly feel her giggles, front and fucking center, right in my chest.
She’s never laughed because of me. I was the motive behind her pubescent rage, I purposefully poked my thorn in deeper every chance I got. I loved riling her up. I thrived on hearing her grunt and growl.
Turns out, all that doesn’t hold a damn candle to her contagious laughter.
I’m starting to see that what I enjoyed in it all, was knowing how much I could affect her.
