The Big Ohhh

by Ashton, Nikki

  “I know it was, and it was a shit one too.” he muttered like a sulky child.

  He laughed and I felt my insides go mushy at hearing the sound of it again. One week I’d been without him and it’d felt like a bloody lifetime, yet this here, as we stood in his kitchen chatting, felt so easy; as if we’d never been apart.

  “You think it was a shit idea?” I asked as realisation of what he’d said hit me. “You don’t think we should split up?”

  He shook his head. “No, I don’t, I’ve been a miserable fucking idiot all week.”

  “But what about the blonde and what about Teresa and Johnny and all the reasons why you ended things in the first place?”

  I wrapped my arms around my stomach, unable to believe what he had intimated. I couldn’t, because if I did and he told me that although he missed me he still hadn’t changed his mind and we had to stay apart, I knew I’d cry and scream like a baby and I had some pride.

  “The blonde wouldn’t leave me alone, and I had to tell her to fuck off in the end.”

  “Charlie!” I was shocked but a little bit happy too.

  “She wouldn’t take no for an answer, trying to put her hands down my trousers, it was disgusting.”

  “She did what?” Now I was bloody furious. “What’s her name? She needs to know that only I’m allowed to put my hands down your trousers,” I shouted and thrust my hands to my hips.

  Charlie grinned. “That’s what I told her.”

  I stopped short and stared at him wide eyed. “You did?”

  “Yep. I said no chance, there’s only one woman who’s allowed to do that and she’s the most beautiful and funny woman I’ve ever met.”

  “You did not,” I replied and rolled my eyes.

  “It’s what I should have said,” he said quietly. “I wish I had. I wish I’d told her that I was an idiot for letting you go and that I’d do anything to get you back. Instead I told her to get her hands off me.”

  As the sound of my heart thundered in my ears, I studied him. He looked super sexy today, wearing grey sweatpants and a black vest that clung to his chest. His biceps were bulging, his eyes looked sleepy and sexy and his hair was a gorgeous mess. I adored him, I was falling in love with him and I wanted him back too; I’d never wanted to lose him in the first place.

  “Johnny and Teresa?” I asked as I took a step closer to him.

  “Johnny has agreed to getting a carer and he’s going to interview for a night one too, and Teresa,” he sighed heavily. “Well, she’s gone for now. I’m sure she’ll come back at some point and try and get us to let her live here again, but Johnny and I agree that we don’t need her in our lives. She drags us down and makes life difficult and I lost the best thing I ever had because of her.”

  Charlie licked his lips and reached out to pull me to him by the belt of my dress. I placed my palms on his chest and held my breath and wondered whether he was going to kiss me. Slowly he leaned forward and placed one on my forehead.

  “I’m so sorry, Will,” he whispered, his lips against my skin. “I made the biggest mistake of my life letting you go and hope you can forgive me and let me have another chance.”

  I tilted my head back and looked up at him to see the sincerity in his eyes and euphoria rushed through my veins.

  “I will never begrudge you the time you need to spend with Johnny,” I replied. “Because the way you love and care about him is one of the things that makes you so special. I love how you take care of him and nothing that Teresa does would ever make me think any less of you. If we are together, we’re in everything together and that includes being there for Johnny and facing whatever Teresa puts in front of us.”

  Charlie nodded and pulled me closer and I was a little shocked to feel he was hard beneath his sweatpants. I jumped and my eyes blinked quickly.

  “Sorry,” he groaned. “But I’ve missed you so fucking much and can’t get out of my head everything I was going to do to you in that hotel bedroom.”

  At his words, my own memories flooded back of all the things I was going to let him do to me, as well as the things that I was going to do to him.

  “You know I bought some new underwear for that night,” I whispered against his ear.

  Charlie drew in a shuddering breath and his hard on twitched against my leg.

  “Please tell me you’re wearing it tonight.” His voice was shaky as his arm snaked around my waist to pull me closer. “Because we have a house to ourselves, the locks have been changed so Teresa can’t walk in and I need to show you how good I can make you feel, better than you’ve ever felt before. I need to make you scream.”

  I was wet, my nipples were hard, and I desperately needed him inside of me. At this point I didn’t care if it was quick or he didn’t make me come, I only wanted to have sex with the man I was falling in love with – who was I kidding, the man I was in love with.

  “I’m wearing it,” I said as I pushed my chest closer to his and relished in the friction against my sensitive nipples. “I was hoping I might get lucky.”

  “Oh, you will,” he said around a low growl. “No fucking doubt about it.

  Did you really think I’d close the door after reading this far?

  * * *

  Willow

  Charlie’s lips and tongue seductively licked and kissed along my neck, leaving a trail of goose bumps on my sensitive skin.

  “Will,” he whispered. “I’ve missed you so fucking much.”

  “I’ve missed you, too.” The emotion at being back in his arms and hearing his words was almost too much, but I needed to remember every moment of this, because I knew it was going to be epic.

  “I’m going to worship you, just like I promised. You’re going to know exactly how much I care about you. How much I want you. How much I need you.”

  I felt myself getting wetter with each word and when Charlie’s hand moved down and pulled up my skirt to grab my bum, I thought I might collapse on the spot.

  “Fuck,” Charlie groaned and walked me backward into the lounge.

  I expected him to pull us onto the sofa, but he continued walking, kissing me and undoing each of the chrome buttons on my dress with every step and by the time we’d reached his room, my dress was fully open and the new pink underwear I’d bought was on full display.

  “Shit, you look beautiful,” Charlie said as his eyes grazed my body. “I can’t believe I nearly let you go.”

  “Well, I’m here now and I’m not going anywhere.”

  “Wouldn’t allow it,” he replied as he dropped his mouth to my collar bone and pushed my dress from my shoulders to let it fall to the floor.

  My head dropped back as Charlie slowly kissed along to my shoulder and then nipped it gently as he hooked his fingers into my bra strap and pushed it down. Anxious to feel his skin against mine, I dragged his vest up his body, urging him to put his arms up. I missed his fingers whispering against me, but as soon as I’d thrown the vest to one side, he wrapped his arms around me, and his warm body pressed against mine. His hard on pushed against me and strained the fabric of his sweatpants and I was desperate to feel him. Slowly, I trailed my hands down to his tight arse and gently squeezed it relishing in the low moans that it elicited from Charlie. While he continued to kiss my neck, I slipped my hand inside the waistband and moved it to the front, happy to find his cock was hard and bare. I wrapped my fingers around it and gave it a gentle stroke, trailing my nails along it before circling the head.

  Charlie groaned and covered my mouth with his, he pushed his tongue inside and kissed me deeply. While he pushed off my other bra strap with one hand, the other unhooked the back. Moving his chest away from mine to let the pink lace fall to the floor, he stooped to take my nipple into his mouth and suck on it, adding his teeth for extra intensity.

  The last time we’d been together, Charlie had rushed to reach his orgasm, leaving me frustrated, but now I was desperate for him to throw me on the bed and fuck me into oblivion.

  “Charlie,
” I gasped as he sucked hard on my nipple.

  “Tell me what you want?”

  “You,” I said breathlessly. “I only want you.”

  He made a low growl and before I knew it, I was being hoisted up, with his hands under my backside. I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist and pulled my hand from his sweatpants so that I could press down on his shoulders, giving him better access to my boobs. When he started to kiss down them and knead my arse, I dropped my head back and moaned with the pleasure that he was giving to me. He carried me over to the bed, and without taking his mouth off me, he put one knee to the mattress and lowered me very gently.

  “You are the most beautiful woman in the world,” Charlie whispered as he began to kiss down my stomach to my pubic bone, where he then licked along the edge of my knickers.

  “I need you to fuck me, Charlie, please,” I begged.

  “All in good time.” He grinned against my skin and then without warning, hooked his fingers into my knickers and whipped them down, pulling them off one leg but leaving them dangling off my red stiletto shoe.

  His large hands pushed my legs apart and when I felt the long sweep of his tongue against my clit, I thought I was going to rocket into the sky. Two more licks and then he pushed his tongue inside of me and pumped it in and out in a steady rhythm that his hips might follow, each pump followed by a lick. It felt incredible, it was out of this world mind-blowing, it was everything I had hoped and imagined, and it was only his tongue. I dragged my fingers through his hair, my nails scratching against his scalp, as I felt the waves start to build.

  “Oh my God, Charlie, oh my…aaaahhh.”

  Charlie lifted his mouth from my wet core and kissed my inner thigh before I felt the bed shift. I roused myself just enough to half open my eyes to watch him pull down his sweatpants and step out of them. His cock bobbed against his stomach; big and smooth and I knew I wanted it bare.

  “Don’t use a condom,” I said. “I’m clean, I’m on the pill, and I trust you.”

  Charlie’s face broke into the most beautiful smile, his dimples on full show, and when he walked back to the bed, I couldn’t help but marvel at how perfect his body was and how handsome he was. His sleepy eyes had gone, and the fern greens were now vibrant and shining. I had no doubts that coming here and being willing to forgive him for ending things was exactly the right thing to do. He was who I wanted to move forward with, who I wanted to make memories with.

  “Charlie,” I reached for his hand.

  “What is it, Will?” he asked as he took it and moved to kneel beside the bed. “Tell me.” He stroked my cheek and then ran a finger down my nose and along to my lips as he traced them gently with a sweet, concerned smile on his face.

  “I need to tell you something.” He nodded and urged me to go on. “I just…I, well…I love you.”

  When he didn’t immediately answer, I closed my eyes as I didn’t want to see the look of fear on his face. I should have kept my mouth shut and not ruined the moment, but the words wanted to spill from my lips. I lay there and wondered what to say to take the sentiment back when he surprised me with a kiss as his hands laced in my hair and then cupped my face. It was so powerful that I had to grip the duvet to ground myself, to be sure that I didn’t fall into shattered pieces, because that was the sort of kiss that it was – earth shattering.

  “I love you too,” Charlie finally whispered. “I know this is quick and that we’ve had some false starts, but you and me are going to have something amazing, I can feel it.”

  “You mean it? It’s not only because I’m lying here naked and you’re worried you won’t get any if you don’t say it back?’”

  Laughing, Charlie climbed back onto the bed and kneeled between my legs and looked down at me with a huge smile – and a huge boner.

  “I don’t give a shit if I don’t get any, but I told you I was going to worship you and make you scream, so that’s what I’m going to do.”

  He dropped down and leaned on his forearms, kissed me again and then pushed inside of me and began a gentle thrust and push. Our eyes locked together, and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he made love to me slowly as he continued his rhythm and built the pressure inside of me up and up and up until I was on the brink. I was almost there when Charlie pulled out and pushed both my knees to my chest. He then pushed back inside of me and continued with his thrusting, this time he was quicker, stronger and harder, with his hips and backside providing the power. Sweat slicked our chests and our fingers squeezed tightly together above our heads as the climax of our pleasure reached its peak, culminating in me screaming, just like he’d promised. Wave upon wave of heated sensation swept through my body as Charlie continued to pump and stretch out my orgasm until I felt him stiffen and cry out as he gave one final, hard thrust.

  As his chest heaved, Charlie slowly pulled out of me and placed his hands on my ankles and pulled my legs straight and then gently stroked them back to life as he dropped a gentle kiss to one of them.

  “Okay?” he asked as he grinned at me.

  I blew my hair out of my eyes and nodded, unable to speak or to find any words which could describe how ‘okay’ I actually was.

  “Good. Now, how about some food?”

  * * *

  Charlie had his back to the headboard, as I straddled him, with a huge dish of cottage pie between us. We tucked in, both of us hungry after our exertion and I didn’t think I’d ever felt so content and to put the cherry on the cake, Charlie’s playlist for me played in the background on his Bluetooth speaker.

  “You’ve got gravy on your chin,” I said as I rubbed at Charlie’s square jaw.

  “Oh no, you’ve got gravy on your left tit.” He dipped his finger in the pie and wiped it on my boob and then leaned forward to lick it off.

  I giggled and shuddered as his tongue tickled against my skin.

  “You’re bloody insatiable,” I said and captured his mouth between my thumb and forefinger and squeezed his lips into a pout which I dropped a kiss to.

  “It’s you, you make me insatiable. I think I could go all night with you.”

  I rolled my eyes. “One decent shag and you think you’re Superman.”

  Charlie laughed and tickled my sides making me squeal. When we almost tipped the pie dish over, I gasped and pushed against Charlie’s chest.

  “Stop, we’re going to drop cottage pie all over the bed and then we won’t be able to stay in it, because I’ve got to be honest, I’m liking this bed. It’s really comfy.”

  “Well we’d better move it then, because we’re not using Johnny’s bed or Teresa’s old one and that sofa is a definite no after last time.” He picked up the dish and stretched to carefully place it on the floor. “So, apart from the obvious, which give me a half an hour for the pie to go down and I’ll be more than happy to oblige, what do you fancy doing. Want to watch a film, or carry on snuggling?”

  I thought about it for a few seconds and then a song came on to the playlist that summed up everything about how I felt.

  “I’m in the mood for dancing,” I said with a huge smile.

  “Really? You want to dance?” Charlie shook his head and shrugged. “Okay then, let’s do it.”

  As he started to lift me, I squealed with excitement and clapped my hands as I sprang off the bed without any help.

  When my feet hit the floor, I began to jump around, soon joined by Charlie whose grin was just as big as mine. We raised our hands in the air, his cock bounced, and my boobs jiggled as we leaped around to The Nolans singing ‘I’m in the Mood for Dancing’, and I had one of the best nights of my life.

  2 Years Later

  Love is not about sex, going on fancy dates or showing off. It’s about being with a person who makes you happy in a way nobody else can

  * * *

  Willow

  I looked over at Charlie and let out a little sigh. He was so bloody perfect in every single damn way, and I mean in every way. Things in the bedroom department ha
d continued to get better and better and we hadn’t even needed my dad’s help. All Charlie needed was to relax and not worry about having to get home to make sure Johnny was okay, or that Teresa wasn’t passed out drunk with a cigarette in her mouth. He simply needed some me and him time.

  The fact that we had moved into our own house had helped and the fact that Johnny seemed to be pretty loved up with Kristy, a really lovely girl who Charlie had taken on as one of two carers for Johnny; the other being a really nice guy called Pete who did the sleepovers. Not that Johnny thought he needed one carer, never mind two, he was too independent and thought it would be the start of his decline so when he’d stalled about getting one despite his promise, Charlie had taken charge and done the interviews. As soon as Johnny had seen Kristy though, he’d fallen hard for her, but she’d managed to keep him at arm’s length for six months before she realised she’d fallen for him too. I believed she spent more time at Johnny’s place than her own, often swapping shifts with Pete, so I doubted it would be long before she moved in permanently.

  Once we moved into our own home, it wasn’t long before Ruben moved into my old room, he’d even kept Hedwig, as Charlie had stridently refused to let me take him. My youngest brother was finally doing what he wanted to do all along, working and not going to Uni and was the manager of a mobile phone shop. He wasn’t going to stay there long; he’d made that clear and was already looking for manager posts at larger retail stores. He’d also met a nice guy called Michael who he seemed to really like and who didn’t want to hide Ruben or their relationship. We never did get to meet Cane properly, his move from home never happened and he still couldn’t tell his parents that he was gay, so ended things with Ruben. I think my brother’s heart was a little broken by it all, but now he was with Michael we got to see a lot less scowls and far more smiles these days.