by Jaden Wilkes
They talked for over an hour. Things were amazing now that the lie was off the table. Sarah told him all about Tyr, and he opened up about his relationships. He was dating somebody for over a year but she broke it off a few months ago when she moved to Ontario. They finally said their goodbyes and Sarah lay on the bed feeling content with how things had played out with Eric. Their switch up lie had been stupid, but at the time it made sense...now that everything was in the open she knew she had it good...a loving boyfriend, an awesome best friend, and the kind support of Eric. Now if she could just get rid of Donna...and figure out what Adam was up to.
CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT
By Sunday evening Sarah still hadn't heard from Tyr. It was driving her crazy, but she was doing her best to leave him be. She didn’t want to blow up his phone with texts if he was doing something with Donna. She decided to call home to pass the time. Her mom picked up on the second ring.
“Hi mom, how are you?”
“Sarah, we were just talking about you. What a disappointment Eric doesn’t seem interested in you, he is such a handsome man,” her mom complained, not bothering with hello or happy birthday.
“Yeah, so sad. I’ll be ok though, I have a good feeling about that,” Sarah said, wondering if her mom would remember that she had just turned 19.
“You shouldn’t be so flippant about this, you know your chances will be limited. If you get fatter or they find out about your cooking, you’ll end up living with us until you’re an old maid,” her mother fretted. Sarah could tell her father had been complaining and getting her mom worked up.
“I’ve actually lost weight mom, maybe your cooking isn’t that good for me,” she laughed. Actually I think it’s all the sex I’m having, she thought, imagining how the conversation would go if she said that out loud.
“You can’t blame your lack of self control on my cooking,” her mom retorted. “I still don’t know if this whole thing is good for you, you’ve gotten even ruder since being there, if that’s even possible.”
Sarah did lack self control, but only when it came to Tyr. And sex. She loved sex so much, she couldn’t imagine her life without it now. Gone were the days sneaking to the barn to have a quick orgasm in the hay, or waiting until her sister got up in the morning for a fast session. She loved the freedom she had living here on her own, she could masturbate, fuck Tyr, learn everything she could about archaeology. I’m never going back.
“I’m sorry mom, I’ll try to do better,” Sarah replied automatically. She hated lying to them now, she wanted to shout her love from the rooftops, but her family wasn’t quite ready. And neither was she.
After she hung up with her mom she couldn’t help herself, she called Tyr. She needed to head out and grab something to eat and thought maybe she could swing by his place for some much needed affection.
It rang once and went straight to voicemail. She left a little message wondering what he was up to. He knew this drove her mad, when he ducked away from the world to hide in his own problems. She wished they were at the point where she was automatically included in his life, that she didn’t still feel like she was imposing when he secreted himself away like this.
She worried that Donna had said him something nasty about her, or that she hadn’t gone into rehab. Why isn’t he calling me? She wandered into the kitchen and looked for Naomi and Nic. She hadn’t seen them since last night but knew they were in the apartment earlier. They appeared to have gone out already. Sarah sighed and opened the fridge. The light lit up take out containers and some vegetables in suspicious states of decay.
Sarah decided dinner out was in order, but felt odd going by herself. She was transported back to her first month on campus, how out of place she was, how strange and overwhelming it all seemed back then. She had no choice, she would walk to the mall food court and pick something up. It might be a good time to spend the last little bit of her Christmas money on new shoes. She needed cheering up.
By the time she got to Lougheed Mall, it was pouring. She loved living on the coast, but thought it was ridiculous how the night could go from clear and crisp to miserable and wet within a matter of minutes. I guess they called it the Wet Coast for a reason, she thought, getting the joke at last. She shook herself off and considered buying an umbrella for the walk home, she left hers in her hall closet, it wouldn’t help her now but she didn’t want to waste the money on another one. Her stomach insisted on her attention first though, so she headed to the food court.
Everything was closed. What the fuck was I thinking? she berated herself. It’s past 6 on a Sunday night, nothing is going to be open. She remembered a decent restaurant on the other side of the mall, but it was pricey. Maybe I should buy myself dinner and a drink instead of shoes. She was 19 now after all and could buy her own beer. This thought cheered her up and she started walking.
“Sarah! Hey, Sarah, I was just thinking about you!” She heard a male voice over her left shoulder. She turned and saw Adam rushing towards her, a huge smile on his face. He looked less douchey than he had been and Sarah relaxed as he approached. He was slightly damp from the rain, water droplets were still gathered on his shoulders and his hair stuck to his forehead, giving him an innocent, fresh look.
“Oh hi Adam, what are you doing all the way out here?”
“I was at the dollar theatre with some colleagues catching the latest Drive Hard. I have a soft spot for mindless car chase movies,” he confessed, looking sheepish. “What are you doing here?”
“I live just over there,” she gestured in the general direction of her apartment. “There’s nothing to eat at home. I totally forgot the food court would be closed, so I’m kind of stuck.”
“I was going to grab a bite before I went home, would you like to join me?”
Sarah hesitated, Tyr would freak out if he knew, but she was curious about the offer to work in France. How was Tyr going to accept her going away for two months if he couldn’t handle her having dinner with Adam? “Ok, sounds good,” she smiled and walked to the other side of the mall with him.
Dinner came quickly and Sarah dove in with enthusiasm. She ordered a thick steak topped with shrimp and a cream sauce. If she was going to blow her Christmas money, she was going to spend it well. Yeah, I would never make a good Mennonite wife, especially on Sundays, she thought, her mouth full of food. This tastes too damn good, I will never fast again.
“I got your reply about field school, but I didn’t have time to send the details yet,” Adam said between bites of his fish. “Basically it’s a rock shelter in Provence, it runs for all of July and August, but there is the chance that you could come for June as well. You would be helping run the lab and process anything we find, and you would be sharing a tent with the lab manager. She’s a grad student from Paris, a lovely girl. It would give you a chance to work on your French too. Tu-parle francais?”
She swallowed her steak and nodded her head. “Oui, je parle un petit peu. I know enough to get by, I took it in high school.”
“Your accent is perfect, you’ll do just fine,” he agreed. “Anyways, you would need to cover the airfare but room and board would be free. We could even arrange for a grade if you want to consider this an archaeology course. That would count towards your degree.”
“Oh, I could take one less course next year, that would be awesome,” Sarah said. “I want to say yes, most definitely, but I have to run it past Tyr. I don’t know how he’s going to take it.”
“Tell him he has nothing to worry about,” he reassured her. “I still like you Sarah, but I realize how inappropriate it was, what we did. I don’t want to cross that line again and potentially ruin our friendship.”
We? Is he fucking serious? It didn’t seem like he was ready to accept his role in her seduction, but he seemed genuine in his apology. “I’m leaning heavily towards accepting this Adam, but I do need to talk to Tyr about it. He’s part of my life now and deserves to know what’s going on.”
“Fair enough, but I’ll need
to know by Wednesday so we can start on the paperwork. You’ll need a passport as well. This opportunity won’t present itself again Sarah, keep that in mind. I believe you have a curious mind with the intelligence to back it up. I’m offering this to you in place of a fourth year student, that’s how much I am vouching for you.”
I’ll need a passport! Her heart jumped and she felt dizzy. This is happening, I’m going to travel. “Of course Adam, I understand.”
They passed the rest of the meal chatting about Adam’s travels. Sarah was reminded why she found him so charming and attractive in the first place. His smile was stunning and his stories were thrilling. He surprised her by covering the bill and they walked slowly through the mall, talking about the site in France. They got the exit and Sarah was appalled at the amount of rain falling, she would be soaked by the time she got home. She pulled her jacket tight and turned to say goodbye to Adam.
“Do you not have your umbrella?” Adam asked, concerned.
“I don’t, it was nice when I left home,” she said. “Did you bring one?”
“I drove, remember? I live pretty far away,” he replied.
“Why were you wet when you came after me? Weren’t you just in the movies?”
“You’re so astute, nothing gets past you, does it?” he laughed. “Well, to confess, I was driving away when I saw you walking in. I parked and rushed to find you.”
Sarah stepped back. “That’s kind of stalkerly, don’t you think?”
“Not at all, suspicious Sarah,” Adam smiled and shook his head. “I wanted to talk to you about the field school in person. I swear, no harm meant.”
“Ok, I don’t mean to sound overly weird about it, sorry,” Sarah said, feeling foolish. “I should get home though.”
“Let me give you a lift at least,” Adam pleaded. “To make up for my...what do you call it? Stalkerly behaviour.”
Sarah looked out at the sheets of rain coming down, looked back at Adam and said “Ok, just a ride. It will save me catching a cold.”
The ride went without a hitch and Sarah felt foolish for ever suspecting him of acting like a creep. They pulled up in front of her building and said good bye.
“Remember, I need to know by Wednesday. Don’t let this opportunity slip away, it is a once in a lifetime chance,” Adam said as she opened the door.
“I promise I’ll let you know, and I promise I will take this seriously.”
She got out and he drove away. She walked up to her apartment and fiddled with the door. Her key rarely worked on the first try and the couple of glasses of wine with Adam didn’t help. It swung open and she looked up, startled.
“Having fun with your boyfriend?” Tyr spat, his face a mask of unreadable rage.
“Tyr! I’ve been trying to call you!” Sarah exclaimed and reached out to hug him.
He stepped backwards and said “I’m sure you have, did you call before or after you fucked professor Douche?”
Sarah took a second to process what he was saying before she said “Are you kidding me? Is that why you look so pissed off? Come on, do you think I’d go back to him after finally getting you?”
“I don’t know what to think. All I know is I show up to surprise my girlfriend after going through one of the hardest days of my life and I find her with the fucking asshole who took her virginity. What am I supposed to think?” he said, his voice was low and steady. This scared Sarah more than if he had started yelling.
“Can we go upstairs and talk about this?” she asked, pleaded. She didn’t want to fight in the lobby, in front of the neighbors, but she didn’t want him to leave. She reached for his hand, he pulled away at first then let her take it. He seemed to be calming down.
“Please Tyr, I would never cheat on you. I saw him at the mall and we had dinner, that is all the happened. I love you so much the thought of being with anyone else makes me physically sick. You are my world Tyr, you should know that much by now,” she insisted, tears coming to her eyes. “I love you so much I’m willing to leave my family for you,” she whispered, squeezing his hand.
His face softened, he pulled her to him and held her tight against his chest. He wrapped his hand into her hair and whispered into it “I love you too Sarah, so much that the thought of losing you destroys me. I would kill for you, die for you...” She felt him take a deep breath and exhale slowly. The tension left his body and he tilted her head up to face him and continued “you are mine now, as much as I am yours. I live for you.” His mouth covered hers and she felt his emotion in his kiss. The fear of losing her made him kiss her like he owned her, and in a way he did. He owned her heart and soul, she knew she would willingly die for him as well. She stood on her tippy toes and pressed herself against him to feel the full force of his kiss. He held the back of her head in his huge hand, his other one cupped her ass and pulled her closer. She could feel the heat of his hardness on her upper thigh and ground herself against him. He groaned, a sound that sent an electric thrill through her body. How could he ever think I would want to do this with anyone but him?
They broke apart as the front door opened. It was the elderly Asian neighbor again. He seemed to find them in the most compromising situations and Sarah wonder what he thought of the horny young people in his building. He nodded politely and walked towards the elevator, hit the button and waited.
“Let’s get the next one,” Tyr suggested and pulled her in for another kiss.
They were almost half naked by the time they got inside the apartment. Tyr carried her to her room and set her down. He slid her shirt over her head and unsnapped her bra. Sarah leaned into him, feeling her nipples brush against his shirt, sending a jolt of pleasure through her. He dropped to his knees in front of her, his hands encircling her waist. He looked up at her, his eyes shining with love, and said “I’m serious, you have become my everything. I can barely stand to be away from you.” She reached down and brushed a stray strand of hair off his forehead.
“I will never leave you Tyr,” she whispered, their eyes locked. He unzipped her pants and slid them off, pulling her panties after them. She stepped out of them and felt the cool air and rough hands on her skin. He buried his face in the junction of her upper thighs and found her clit with his tongue.
“I don’t know if I can stay up,” she moaned and grabbed his head with both her hands. She parted her legs and tilted her pelvis to allow his tongue more access to her sensitive area. I love this so much, he must be taking notes too, she thought. Is there going to be a Sarah manual someday? He was relentless, his hands were on her ass and he held her against him in spite of her trembling knees and curling toes. He flicked his tongue deep into her cleft, she writhed and almost fell back, holding his head to gain her balance.
“I think I’m going to cum,” she said, her voice harsh with the build up of desire. “I love you so much, oh my god, I need you so much Tyr...” Her knees buckled and he caught her, held her up so she could release the build up of her pleasure. She felt a wave travel from her toes to the top of her head, exploding in a constellation of emotion and sensation. She knew she was panting and moaning, although she tried to keep the noise down she was unsuccessful. With a last cry, she fell forward, almost collapsing from the effort of her orgasm. Tyr’s tongue stayed in place, softly sliding around and sending her into an aftershock of pleasure. She said “I need to lay down, I can’t...oh god Tyr, I need to lay down and feel you on top of me...”
He pulled away, stood up and helped her down to the bed. He stripped his clothes off, lay down next to her and pulled the covers up. “Happy to do your bidding,” he said and parted her legs with his hand. She was still sensitive and the feel of his fingers on her clit was almost too much. She shuddered and gasped, he kept going until she felt like her body was on fire and she had to beg him to stop. She pulled him on top of her, I love this so much too. The weight of his body made her feel connected with him in a way that she had fantasized about since she first discovered herself as a girl. She loved holding
him up with her own body, the way they undulated together as he thrust himself inside of her. She spread her legs to receive him, he teased her for a few seconds, parting her lips with the head of his cock, and buried himself deep in her pussy. She was ready for him and clenched hard as he reached the end of her. She could feel him pulsing inside of her, they froze in that position for half a moment, feeling the pulse of each other’s hearts, the blood rushing through their bodies and their point of connection. They were completely entwined with one another, physically and emotionally, Sarah wanted to weep for the raw intimacy of the moment.
Tyr drew himself out with excruciating control. Sarah fought the urge to push herself up to envelop him, forcing herself to enjoy the sensation of each nerve in her pussy feeling him pass. She gasped and threw her head back, arching up towards him. He leaned close to her ear, covering her body with his and said “you are mine Sarah, don’t forget that. We are in each other’s veins now, we need each other like the ocean needs the shore.”
Sarah sobbed her intaken breath and tried to tell him how much she loved him. It came out as a series of incomprehensible noises, she had lost the power of speech as he fucked her slowly. Finally she forced herself to focus and said “I love you Tyr, I will never let you go.”
“That’s what I want to hear,” he said as he plunged into her with a force that made her cry out, curl up and bite his shoulder to keep from screaming. The pleasure of the act exploded in behind her eyes and she saw swirling colours and patterns as she squeezed them shut.
She could hear his breathing, ragged in her ear as he neared his completion. She knew she was going to cum but wanted to wait for him, sharing this moment always made her own double in intensity. She tensed her body, letting herself build up until she could release along with him. She felt him stiffen, could feel his cock swell inside of her and she let go. She felt as though she tumbled down from a great height, sliding into waves of sensation, the scent of his body, the sound of his effort as he came, the feel of his rough hands on her upper arms pinning her to the bed. All of it was more than she could contain in her physical body and she felt as though she left herself for a moment, was looking down on their bodies wrapped around each other, struggling in mutual enjoyment.
