by Bloom, Nikki
My lungs burned but I ignored their call as I savored her sweet, addictive taste.
Slowly, I broke away and stared into those beautiful eyes of hers. “I know you aren’t ready to believe me, but I promise I’m telling you the truth when I say I want to do nothing but cherish you.”
“Leo…” she whispered, and I prepared for her to say something profound – maybe even life-changing. “…you missed a spot.” And so, she took up the sponge and started to wash away all the mud.
And how good it felt.
9
Autumn
What am I doing? I thought to myself as I cleaned Leo’s body. Doing so, I could see his muscles flexing just underneath the skin. There was no denying that this man was attractive – painfully so.
I bit my bottom lip in a desperate attempt to keep back my hormones. We were rushing things –I was sure of it– and yet, I didn’t want us to slow down.
My heart urged forward while my logic lost its resolve. Sleeping with this man wouldn’t be the end of the world. Besides, it wasn’t anything serious. Just some casual fun.
With this thought in mind, I wrapped my arms around his torso.
“Oh!” he exclaimed as he felt my breasts pressing against his back. My nipples were as hard as diamonds. “Someone’s nice and excited.”
“Shh. Don’t ruin the moment,” I whispered against his ear before nibbling on the lobe. I waited for a beat before gliding my hands along his chest and down his taut stomach. I could feel the outline of his six-pack. This was definitely someone who spent a fair amount of time at the gym and I liked that.
Finally, my hands found his member. I wrapped them around his shaft and squeezed him tight. He was so thick that I could barely contain him between my fingers.
“Mmm…” He tilted his head back and exposed his neck for me. I took full advantage of the opportunity and decorated his skin with a trail of kisses, all the way down to his shoulder. Occasionally, I would leave behind a nibble or two.
Meanwhile, my hand moved faster and faster. Leo was as hard as a rock but I had every intention of making him even harder.
There was a fire burning just underneath my skin and it was enough to set my soul ablaze. Now that I had a taste…nothing was going to stop me.
I dropped to my knees.
Leo grinned and positioned himself against the wall, legs spread wide. I rested my hands on his thighs before leaning forward, lips stretched in anticipation. Once I was close enough, I wrapped them around his girth as my tongue went to work flicking against the underside.
He groaned with pleasure and that was enough to turn me on even further.
I reached forward and took his balls into my hand, fondling them. I rolled them against my palm as my head bobbed up and down. My tongue never stopped and that seemed to truly drive him crazy.
“Fuck…” he growled as he pulled my hair and guided me throat the motions. Each thrust of his hips was aimed at forcing his cock down my throat. He was big enough to make me choke but even so, I continued to please him, faster and faster.
He searched for my breasts and eventually found them. He twisted my nipple this way and that, forcing me to scream against his cock. He seemed to like that because he kept going.
And I was happy to hear him moan my name.
Suddenly, he pulled me away, helped me back on my feet, and picked me up into his arms. He had me by the hips, fingers tight against my skin. The next thing I knew, I was pinned against the wall with his lips crashing against mine.
I couldn’t breathe but I hardly cared. All that mattered was having this man next to me. I tugged at his hair and locked my ankles around his back.
His fingers migrated to my ass cheeks as he pulled them apart. A second later, he smacked one, making it jiggle.
I screamed, breaking our kiss. He took the opportunity to lean down and take one of my breasts into his mouth. At first, his tongue was rather gentle. It grazed against my sensitive areola and he took his time exploring every inch I had to offer him. When that wasn’t enough, he took my nipple between his teeth and rolled it back and forth.
“Leo…” I arched my back and instead of penetrating me like I thought he would, he ran his fingers along my entrance. His thumb lingered on my clit, circling about.
A wave of pleasure coursed through my entire body. “Mmm!” My toes curled as he continued to tease me.
Suddenly, his middle finger was knuckle-deep inside of me. He twisted it a bit before pulling out.
I didn’t even have a moment to recuperate before he jammed it in once more. This time, he hooked it, searching for that infamous g-spot. When he found it, he targeted it with his skilled finger. First, it was just the one but then he added another until finally, he had three of them going at the same time.
My chest heaved, trying to keep up with the dizzying excitement.
The shower’s steam was so thick it was nearly impossible to see.
And then, his fingers were gone, and he held his dick in his hand. “Are you ready for it?” he asked as he leaned forward and pressed the tip ever so gently against my entrance. He was such a tease, it wasn’t even funny.
I tried to move my hips but he held me firm. He was in control now and he was going to make me aware of the fact.
“How badly do you want it?” His voice was husky, like that of a radio host. I could listen to it all night long. He nibbled on my lobe as he waited for an answer.
“So bad…”
“Show me.” He grinned. “Show me how badly you want me.”
“I don’t have to show you,” I answered. “All you have to do is reach between my legs and feel the river that flows there.”
He chuckled. “I will admit, you’re pretty wet.”
“Soaking wet,” I responded. “So wet that I bet you could slide right in. Why don’t you give it a try?”
“I think you took the thought right out of my head,” he said as he tangled his fingers into my hair. His lips were gentle against mine as he slowly inched his way inside of me.
I gasped against the kiss. He was huge, stretching my walls until I thought I would split in two.
He slowed his pace and allowed me to adjust as his fingertips danced along the small of my back in a soothing touch.
I melted against him as he rocked back and forth.
“That feels so good…” I murmured.
“Just enjoy the ride, baby girl.” His lips traveled along my collarbone and stayed there a while.
Minute by minute, his pace quickened until I felt his balls slapping against my ass.
“Don’t stop!” I begged.
“Oh, I have no intention of stopping,” he growled as he fucked me harder and harder.
My brain had long since turned to mush. My heart was beating so fast I thought it would explode at any minute. And yet, I was loving every minute of it. My nails ran along the length of his back, likely decorating it with long lines of red. My teeth sunk into the side of his neck, leaving behind love bites for all the world to see.
His cock moved at a breakneck speed. He grunted and held me a little tighter. His teeth were braced as he gave me his all.
“Fuck!” I howled, head thrown back with ecstasy. My whole body shivered with the pleasure of it. To make things even better, Leo rubbed my clit as I rolled through my climax.
By the time it was over, he had pulled out and shot his load all over my stomach. With the shower still on, it was easy enough to clean.
He kissed my cheek and carried me out of the steam-filled shower. He wrapped a large towel around our bodies and headed into the bedroom. Gently, he placed me on the bed. I expected us to crawl under the covers and call it a night but instead, he positioned himself between my legs and leaned down until I could feel his hot breath brushing against my sensitive lips.
Then, he took the tip of his tongue and grazed it along.
“My God…” I whispered, eyes rolling into the back of my head. “Are you trying to drive me to the brink of
insanity?”
He just grinned at me before grabbing my legs and tossing them over his shoulders. Once he had his hands on my thighs, he tilted my hips into the air, leaned down, and tasted me right from the source. His tongue moved with such hunger that it almost seemed like he was starving for it.
“Leo… please… I’m going to…” I breathed, unable to say anything else.
His tongue moved even faster before he concentrated on my clit, moving back and forth, back and forth. I didn’t know how much more I could handle.
He looked up with a devilish set of eyes. He knew exactly what he was doing to me and he was liking it way too much.
On the flip of a beat, his tongue penetrated my insides, searching all around. He lapped at my juices like it was the last bit of hydration left in this world.
Unable to control my desires, I grabbed him by the hair and pushed his head even closer until his nose was pressed up against my mound. I was sure he could no longer breathe but I didn’t care. All that mattered was the white-hot pleasure coursing through my veins.
“Oh god, Leo!” I screamed as a second orgasm exploded from within.
Only then did he pull away, his face soaked with my juices. He brushed them aside with a swipe of his arm. “I think it suffices to say that you enjoyed yourself.”
Instead of answering him, I pulled him in for a kiss. A deep, blazing flame erupted between us. My heart tingled with the sensation. Could it be that I had feelings for this man buried deep inside?
Maybe.
I’d figure it out later. Right now, I was more focused on our kiss and the way his lips matched against mine.
With our lungs burning for air, we finally pulled away. He looked into my eyes and smiled. “That was amazing.”
“You weren’t half bad yourself,” I said with a wink.
“Does that mean you’d do it again?” he asked as he pulled the covers around us.
“Don’t push your luck.”
10
Leo
“Don’t push my luck, huh?” I chuckled. “Why do I get the feeling that you aren’t being serious?” I rolled on top of her and pinned her against the mattress. “I might be wrong, but I think you enjoyed that almost as much as I did.”
“My lips are sealed,” she said.
“Why can’t you just admit that you like me?” I nuzzled her neck. “We can bury the hatchet and start fresh.”
“Because I’m stubborn.” She lifted her head and kissed my lips. “And one good sex session isn’t going to make me change my mind about you. Good try, though.”
“Then what will?”
“You just figure that out yourself.” She flashed a mischievous little grin. “But you’re a smart guy. I’m sure it won’t take you too long.” I frowned. My worry wasn’t getting through to her. My worry was that someone would get to her first.
“You aren’t going to budge, are you?”
“Not at all.” She kissed my cheek. “Now, if you don’t mind, can we get some sleep? I have to admit, you did a good job at wearing me out.”
“Oh, did I now?”
“Don’t let it get to your head,” she warned. “And I’m only staying because this bed is super comfortable, not because I want to spend the night or anything.”
“Oh, I wouldn’t dream of it. Why would you want to spend the night with me?” I took her into my arms and cuddled her against my body. “I can only imagine how horrible that would be.”
Autumn laughed at my sarcasm. I loved it when she laughed. It was such a pure and innocent sound.
“Well, goodnight then.”
“Goodnight, Leo.”
* * *
I woke up the following morning to the feeling of sunlight against my face. I scrunched my eyes together, but it wasn’t enough to keep the brightness at bay.
When I turned over, instead of finding an empty bed as I usually did, I was met with a mouthful of hair followed by the smell of fresh mint.
Then came the heat. It radiated from her body like she was some sort of human space heater. I savored that warmth and cuddled even closer. She stirred slightly but when I opened my eyes, she was still fast asleep. Her face looked angelic. I found myself staring. I just couldn’t help myself.
I would have stayed there all morning if it wasn’t for the growling of my stomach. I pressed a hand against it but it kept on with its protest. So, I rolled out of bed as gently as possible. I did not want to wake Autumn. After what we did last night, she deserved all the rest in the world.
Besides… I still needed to tell her.
I had nearly forgotten about it.
Just the thought caused a knot to form at the back of my throat.
I tried to swallow it back as I entered the kitchen. The least I could do was cook her some breakfast for when she woke up. Hopefully, that would make the whole thing a little easier on her. Or, she would throw up… one of the two.
Unfortunately, there wasn’t much to work with in terms of ingredients. I had neglected grocery shopping for a bit and now I was suffering for it. Thankfully, there was still a carton of eggs.
I opened it with bated breath. Two.
“Hmm… Sunnyside eggs it is.”
I added some butter to the skillet and waited for it to warm. Once I was satisfied, I cracked the first egg only to have the yolk burst on me. “Or, on second thought… maybe scrambled eggs…” But the more I looked at it, the more pathetic it looked. I scratched the side of my head, trying to think up a solution that would salvage this situation.
Another glance in the fridge revealed a package of bacon I had overlooked.
“Thank god,” I whispered under my breath. “Breakfast is saved!”
Soon, the smell of bacon shifted through the air and wafted all the way to the second floor. At least, I assumed as much because it didn’t take long for Autumn to appear in the doorway wearing nothing but one of my button-up shirts. I nearly dropped my spatula.
“Y-You look nice,” I stuttered like some storybook idiot. “I mean… you wear that thing better than I do.”
She scoffed. “Actually, you look pretty good in a button-up.”
“Did you compliment me?” I asked, bewildered.
“Don’t get used to it,” she said as she sauntered up to the kitchen table and sat down. “So, eggs and bacon, huh? Not really fit for my diet, but I guess I can make an exception if it means trying out your cooking.”
“It’s not my best,” I admitted. “I was a little short on ingredients. I haven’t had time to drop by Whole Foods lately.”
“Things picking up at the hospital?” She inquired before popping a piece of bacon in her mouth.
“You could say that.” I moved my eggs from one side of the plate to the other, trying to figure out the best to broach the topic. “Speaking of which, there’s something I need to tell you.” I paused to pierce my eggs with the tongs of my fork but I didn’t bother to pick them up. I had already lost my appetite. “Now, please, don’t be angry with me. I’ve been juggling with this for a bit because technically speaking I’m not supposed to even tell you this.”
“Quit stalling. You’re making me nervous.” She pushed aside her plate and gave me her full attention.
“Just let me explain.”
She looked like she wanted to interrupt me but I held up my hand to stop her. “At the hospital, when we diagnose someone, we like to have it reviewed by one of our peers. If we think its urgent, it becomes top priority, so that’s the good news.”
“I don’t get it.”
“What I’m saying is that this diagnosis isn’t life threatening –yet– which is why I’ve hesitated to tell you because I haven’t even told Sara yet. Her appointment with us is tomorrow and it’s there that we will tell her.”
“Sara…?” Autumn spoke the word like she had just seen a ghost. “What’s wrong with her?”
“Remember, you cannot tell her this. Technically speaking, I’m breaking patient-doctor confidentiality but I figured yo
u’d want to know so that you can help her through this–”
“Just tell me already.” She jumped out of her seat and grabbed me by the shirt.
“She has cancer.”
“Cancer?” she exclaimed. In an instant, she started pacing around the kitchen. “No. You’re lying. This has to be some sort of cruel joke.” She pounded her fists against my chest, trying to get away from me but I held her firm.
“Shh,” I cooed. “Calm down.”
“Calm down?” she howled. “How do you want me to calm down when you just told me that my best friend is dying.” Her voice cracked on the last word. Her body started to tremble. Suddenly, her legs gave way and if I wasn’t there to catch her, she would have collapsed to the ground. “And not to mention you thought it justified to have sex with me while you knew she had cancer! What kind of a pig are you?”
“Autumn. Please. Let me explain. The cancer isn’t that bad. So far, it’s localized. It should be treatable with chemo and perhaps surgery. I have high hopes that she will make it through this.”
“So that gave you the right to sleep with me first?”
“I already told you, I’m not supposed to be telling you at all. I’m taking a huge risk.
“And what about Sara? The longer you wait…”
“Yes. You’re right. The worse it is but we find that it’s better to explain these things face to face. That way we can prevent any major anxiety and make sure that all of their questions are answered. This isn’t something you can just text over the phone.”
“So, why are you telling me?”
“Because I want you to know so you can be strong for your friend. As I said, we’re telling her the news tomorrow and when she comes home, I want you to be prepared. I had every intention of telling you sooner…”
“But you decided it would be a better idea to sleep with me first?” She slapped my chest. “I can’t believe this…”
“That just happened. I was waiting for the perfect time to tell you and it never arose. I had promised myself I would tell you before Sara’s appointment at least. And I think it’s better this way. Had I told you sooner it might have festered inside you and you might have been more tempted to tell her beforehand. When that happens, patients have a habit of looking things up online and that always opens up a horrible can of worms. The last thing I want to do is make Sara nervous. She needs to stay optimistic if she wants to get through this.” I held Autumn by the shoulders. “That goes double for you. Don’t you dare start looking this up on the internet. Just wait for Sara to go to her appointment and then ask her to relay the information we give her. We supply our patients with plenty of pamphlets–”
