by Jaden Wilkes
All the breath left her and she gasped, closed her eyes and trembled as she came to her senses. He was half off of her, receding from her body and relaxing as he came back to earth as well. She opened her eyes and caught him staring at her. She smiled and asked “What?”
“You are so beautiful when you come, I’ve never seen anything like it. It’s like you are going somewhere beautiful and bringing part of it back with you,” he said and traced her lips with his finger.
“You send me there,” she said. “I don’t know where I go, but it’s full of you. You’re what makes me beautiful.”
He rolled off, wrapped his arms around her and buried his face in her hair again. He must love the smell of it, she thought and smiled. I love that he loves every part of me.
*****
Sarah lay with her head on Tyr’s chest, the sweat of their bodies drying in the cool air. It was late now, and she needed to get up early for class. She still didn’t feel like they had resolved their issue though, she wanted to talk about it.
“I honestly didn’t mean to hurt you tonight, you know that right?” Sarah said, tracing the fine hair on his abdomen. “I never want to hurt you, please remember that.”
“I believe you, it’s just that guy drives me nuts...every time I look at him it pisses me off that he seduced you, took what was mine,” Tyr growled. “I trust you, I don’t trust him.”
She decided to not mention France and the Neandertals. She didn't want to ruin this moment. “I tried to call you, I wanted to come see you,” she told him. “Where were you?”
“I was dealing with mom, it got crazy last night. I woke up at a little after midnight and caught her sneaking out. I had to chase her and drag her back to my place. I didn’t have a chance to charge my phone, it died some time during the intake interview at rehab. I came straight here. I’m exhausted, drained and then to see you with...him-”
“I’m so sorry, I really am. I just ran into Adam, it wasn’t even planned. I never thought about how it might bother you, or what kind of day you must be having,” she said and kissed his nipple. He sucked his breath in and stroked her back.
“It’s all good babe, my mom is the only person in the world that makes me this fucking nuts,” he said. “I want to be able to walk away, to leave her to her pimp and her addiction, but she’s my mother. I can’t say no.”
“How could you? Your brother and sister need her...you need her in some way,” she said. “Did she say anything about me?”
“What do you mean?” he asked, propping himself up on his elbows. “Are you worried about impressing your possible future mother in law?” He laughed and pulled her down onto his chest again. “You don’t need to worry about her, it’s me you should be impressing.”
Sarah laughed back and bit him lightly. “Challenge accepted!”
He wrapped his arms around her and said “I don’t think you’ll have to do much to complete your task.”
“You mean I haven’t already impressed you enough?” she asked, batting her eyes and wiggling her hips. She could feel him growing hard again as she moved herself against his stomach. She knew if she just slid down a few inches she could have him inside of her again. She wanted to play with him a little though, to see his eyes full of lust and need for her. Being on top made her feel wild and sexy and in control, she liked it.
“Oh Sarah, come on,” he groaned and tried to push her down onto his cock. She laughed and pressed his arms down to the bed, pinning him. He could throw her off any time he liked, but he went along with it.
“What do you want?” she teased and wiggled some more. She felt light headed from lack of sleep and being in charge.
“You know what I want,” he said, his voice low and thick with desire. He pulled his hands away but she caught them and pinned him back down.
“Not yet, I want you to tell me what you want,” she smiled, enjoying the control. She slid herself down his stomach until she felt the head of his cock touch her wet entrance. He moaned and thrust up, but she was ready for that and jerked away. “Now, now, now, not until you tell me,” she laughed, dying to hear him talk dirty to her. God what has happened to me? she thought, a year ago I would never imagine I’d be riding my hot boyfriend taunting him to describe our nasty sex to me...and that it would make me so...fucking...horny.
“I want to fuck you,” he growled, trying to push her off and flip her over. Her strength surprised both of them and she kept him down, between her legs. He locked his eyes on hers, she leaned down until her face was over top of his, her hair falling around them, brushing his skin. She whispered “you have to tell me what you want.”
“I want to slide my cock inside of you, to feel how warm and wet and hot you are. I want to drive it up inside of you until I can feel your pussy tighten around it, until I can feel you milking the cum from my balls and I’m going fucking mad with desire for you Sarah,” he whispered in reply, his eyes penetrating. “I want to fuck you and tear you apart, then slow down and put us back together. I want to make love to you and watch you sob with the intensity of our passion. I want-”
She didn't let him finish, she needed him as much as he needed her. She moved downwards, not breaking their gaze and slid down the length of his thick cock. She still had her hands on his forearms, but she lifted herself up so he could thrust upwards from underneath, almost knocking her off balance with the force of it. She felt like she was riding him in the truest sense of the word, he felt like a wild animal out of control underneath her. His thrusting grew faster and she hung on to his forearms now, for balance and an anchor to keep her here on earth. The pleasure building up inside of her made her feel disconnected from herself, as though it was pushing her out of her body again. She loved this heady feeling, the freedom she gained from losing physical ties to herself and gave into the sensations of the moment.
She felt him slow beneath her, he decreased his speed, loosened his arms and pulled her down to him. She felt him rocking against her, their bodies moving in time with one another. She pressed her body against his, running her hands through his hair and nibbling his lips. He kissed her, sliding his tongue inside of her mouth while his cock slid inside of her wet heat. She was pulled down by this slow rhythm and found herself completely in her body, feeling the tingle of every single nerve ending that touched him. Her hair cascaded down, she sat up and swung it across Tyr’s chest and heard his sharp intake of breath. She rocked herself against him, her hips finding his pace, rolling until she felt like she was going to fall over from the feeling.
She leaned down again, laid her hands on his chest and held completely still. She was about to come, she wouldn’t be able to hold back for Tyr but she wanted to try.
He made a small noise, like he was holding back, so she stopped moving and said “You can let go, I want this together.” As if on cue she felt his body tense, so she relaxed her own control and allowed the wave to wash over them both. She threw her head back, holding onto his chest to brace herself, she rocked her pelvis against him and could feel him explode inside of her. She felt like a wild thing, shaking her hair until she finally shuddered her orgasm and collapsed on top of him, breathless and gasping, as always saying his name. He was the one constant in her mind, leading her back to her body. From their first encounter saying his name filled her with hope and wonder as she shared this passion with him. He held her tight and nuzzled her neck, nibbling her here and there as they both came back to their senses.
“I love you Sarah, from the moment I saw your face I knew I had to have you. I never expected you to become my drug, to become as essential as breathing,” he whispered into her skin. She shivered at the words and the sensation of his breath on her neck.
“I never imagined I would go from a timid church mouse to wanting to fuck you like a porn star every chance I got,” she said, her voice close to his ear. “I don’t know what you’ve done to me Tyr, but I like it.”
“I like it too,” he laughed and rolled her off of him at last, cr
adling her in his arms, holding her tightly as they fell into sleep.
CHAPTER TWENTY NINE
Sarah ran down the wide walkway through the quad. She was dreadfully late for class, there were only three weeks left until the end of semester and she needed to attend to find out what was on the final. She had sent another night with Tyr and they both slept in. He was late for work and hadn’t been able to give her a ride. She had briefly considered taking a cab, but she was saving every penny for France.
She snuck into the back of the lecture theatre and prayed the professor wouldn’t notice. It was her intro biology with almost 200 students, so she managed to slip in without incident. She kept her head down and took notes, trying to keep her mind off her big secret.
She had said yes to Adam. She felt breathless and queasy every time she thought about it, she almost shook with excitement imagining herself in another country, excavating a Neadertal rock shelter site, meeting people, speaking French. It all felt like a daydream to her right now, even though she had gotten her passport two days ago and booked her flight online. She hadn’t told Tyr though, or her parents. This was the queasy part...imagining their reactions to her decision. She hadn’t even told Naomi, she had managed to keep this one all to herself. The only person she had confided in so far had been Eric. He was so supportive of her decision, he encouraged her to tell Tyr and her family. As he pointed out, they might react better than she expected, but she had to tell them to find out.
He’s going to dump my ass, I just know it, she thought for the hundredth time. I hate being in this spot. Maybe he’d understand though, he had done some traveling himself. Maybe Eric is right. He could even come visit her. And after all it was only two or three months, depending on what they found.
He’ll be ok, she decided then immediately imagined his face as she told him. He’s not going to be ok.
She realized she’d missed half of what was being said so started typing frantically to take down notes off the overhead before the TA erased them. Shit, I have to focus. Look at me though, swearing like an old sailor, she thought with smug satisfaction.
After class she walked through the campus thinking about how much she had changed in this year. It was still terrifying to think of standing up to her parents, but this past few months had shown her that she could survive on her own and that she was on the right track. The thought of moving home and farming in between popping out kids made her twitch with anxiety, that was not the life for her. She decided tonight would be the night she told Tyr about her plans. She had a feeling he was going to ask her to move in with him, her and Naomi’s lease was up at the end of the month and he assumed she had nowhere to go. I have to tell him, he’ll be fine. Fuck, he won’t be fine, but we’ll work it out.
*****
Sarah’s hands shook when she got into the Jeep. Tyr didn’t seem to notice, he had a wide grin on his face and kissed her passionately when she slid in beside him. Last night had been exhausting for both of them, they couldn’t seem to keep their hands off each other any time they got under the blankets. They revived the moment they were in each other’s presence though, Sarah loved the instant thrill she got every time she touched him. She still marveled that this gorgeous man with his black hair, deep brown eyes and unbelievable tattoos was all hers.
“You look like the cat that ate the canary,” she said to him. He was still smiling. “What’s up?”
“Oh, nothing,” he said and looked sideways at her. “I just have a little surprise for you later, that’s all.”
Shit, he is going to ask me to move in, she thought. Any other time this would have been perfect, she would be walking on the clouds at the thought of it, but now that her mind was made up she knew it was going to go disastrously. She glanced at him, he was watching the road as he navigated the busy city streets so she could steal a long look. He was gorgeous, his profile was straight out of a Roman art museum, he was so well put together he looked otherworldly. It fascinated her that Donna had managed to produce such a noble and beautiful man. Sarah didn't know what she loved about him the most, if it came down to physical attributes it was hard to tell, she thought of his body as a continuum of hot features, she couldn’t pin only one down. Ok, his cock is pretty awesome, and that mouth...she sighed and hoped he didn’t notice. Maybe I shouldn’t go, this could destroy his trust in me and it took so long to build it up. Fucking Donna, if she hadn’t jerked him around so much growing up, he’d be able to handle this.
He was talking about work and she listened to him just enough to make the appropriate replies. She couldn’t concentrate fully though, she was starting to waver in her resolve. He is a once in a lifetime, she thought. France will always be there, maybe I should wait until we can go together. She was doing this lately, when she was on her own she was resolute in going. The moment she was in his presence, her determination dissolved and she felt sick at the thought of upsetting him.
They arrived at the restaurant and were seated immediately. It was busy, the dinner crowd on a Friday night. Most people their age were there to get tipsy before heading out on the town, looking for the constant thrill generated by searching for somebody to hook up with. Sarah counted herself lucky to have Tyr at that moment. She didn’t have to gather with groups of girls, drinking and trying to look sophisticated, laughing too loudly as the scanned the room for available guys. She knew more than a few of them noticed Tyr and tried to catch his eye, but he didn’t see any of them, he always focused on her. I love him so much, if he dumps me I think my heart will shatter. She hated the thought of him being single, all these women willing to line up to get in his bed, even for just a night. She felt a white hot rage flare up briefly as she thought of him holding another girl, stroking her hair...inside of her. She shook it off. He is definitely not that kind of guy, he’ll wait for me.
After they ordered Tyr looked at her and grabbed her hand.
“What are you thinking Sarah? You seem a million miles from here tonight.”
“Nothing much, I just can’t believe this year is almost over. I never thought I’d make it through one semester of university, let alone my first year,” she smiled and hoped he bought it.
He did. “I can’t believe we’ve been together for a couple months already, it feels like a lifetime,” he replied and brushed hair off her forehead. “I never thought I’d feel so...normal. I never thought I’d feel like I belonged with somebody. I never thought I’d find somebody I love as much as I love you.”
“I love you too,” she said, looking away. Her decision felt miles away at the moment. I can’t leave him, I can’t leave this. What am I thinking? France can wait, this man is in front of me right here, right now. Her heart swelled with emotion and she could almost feel the invisible ties that bound them together. She looked back at him and looked into his eyes. “I can’t believe I found you either. My whole life was spent looking for somewhere to feel completely at ease, completely accepted. I thought my education would do that, and it has on some level, but I only feel this good because I have you in my life Tyr.”
“I’m glad you said that, I have something to ask you,” his grin widened, he resembled the Cheshire Cat. She felt nervous and hopeful. He’s going to ask me to move in with him, he really is.
Tyr reached down into his jacket and pulled out a small velvet box. The air went out of the room and Sarah felt like the two of them were existing in a bubble. Nobody else existed. Is that an engagement ring? she thought. Is he asking me to marry him? Oh my god, I can’t do this, what is he thinking?
He opened it dramatically, laughed and said “Don’t look like you’re going to throw up Sarah, it’s not an engagement ring. It’s a promise ring of sorts. I am asking you to promise me that we will be together and eventually consider each other for marriage when the time is right.”
Sarah exhaled, relieved and said “Ok, I think I can handle that. You scared me Tyr, I thought you were going to get down on one knee for a minute there!” She laughed and took the
box.
“I almost did, I thought about it. I know I want to spend my life with you, but I think we need to get there first. We need more time to let this relationship grow into something that is long lasting, something that can withstand anything. We owe it to each other to give this enough time. Until then, you are mine and I am yours and we can leave it at that,” he smiled and leaned over the table to kiss her. She slipped the ring on her ring finger and admired it. It was native carving in silver, two animals twisting around each other, perpetually chasing their tails.
“What are they?” she asked. “What does it mean?”
“Well, I didn’t know if your people have totem animals so I used the wolf and raven from mine. I hope you don’t mind,” he explained.
“I don’t mind at all,” she said. “Besides, my people would probably use the milk cow as their animal anyhow.”
He laughed and continued, “Well, the wolf and raven are twisted in almost a celtic knot, like my tattoos. It means they are always chasing each other, but will never catch each other. It stands for all of eternity, the time we will be together.”
She sighed and knew she had to stay with him. Tall, dark, sexy as hell and romantic? How could she leave him even for a couple of months. “That’s beautiful, and probably true. I can see you chasing me for dirty sex in the old folk’s home. We’ll be the talk of the place with all our horny antics.”
“I hope so,” he said, sipping his water. “Speaking of which, where are you going to be living this summer?” She winced slightly, thinking of France again.
