Love Like Crazy

by Emma Chamberlain

  I was determined to make this trip good. I'd confided in my parents that Laura's mom and dad were neglectful and mean. Mom was more insightful than others. She wasn't surprised, having been around Laura.

  They gave us plenty of space to do what we wanted. They trusted me but I knew there were limits. I wouldn't go past them.

  We got our own room in the hotel. It was next door to Mom and Dad but we were finally alone as soon as the door closed.

  I put my rolling suitcase by the bed and threw my backpack on top of the cozy looking duvet.

  "What should we do first?" I asked.

  My hands were on my hips and I grinned at her.

  She walked into the room closer to me, fingering the edges of her cardigan sleeves. “I dunno,” she smiled. “This place is…” Nice. It was really nice.

  "I didn't notice. You're here," I teased.

  She bridged the gap between us and touched my neck with her hands. Her glossy eyes gazed up at mine vulnerably.

  I knew she was going to kiss me even before she shut her eyes and leaned in. Her thumbs kept me steady as she secretly tasted and gifted me a slow and deep kiss.

  We couldn't do anything but sleep and talk on the flight so this sparked hot in me. I put my arms around her and lifted her to deposit her on the bed. I reached out and pushed my backpack off and climbed up beside her.

  "Are you okay?" I couldn't read her sometimes, like now.

  Twisting her body to face mine, she nodded and stared over at me. Her crystal eyes were like sparkling pools. “Mmhm. A lot better now,” she said. “You have that effect on me.”

  I reached over to pull her shirt up some so I could play. My fingertips grazed over her abdomen and up under her shirt.

  "I want to touch you," I said.

  She breathed sharp when my fingers came close. “Okay,” she said, affected. The white crop top she was wearing had been teasing me her belly-button all day.

  I lifted it further so she would help me take it off. She took off her bra and I shed my shirt and sports bra.

  "I love looking at you," I said.

  “Good,” she answered. “I don’t want to be the only one.”

  I touched her chest where her collarbone rose under her skin. She had a reaction to everything. It was fascinating. I moved lower to cup her breasts and enjoy the feeling of them filling my palms.

  I dragged my thumbs over her nipples and sighed in wonder at how she arched towards me.

  "I love this," I murmured.

  “Me too,” she breathed, anxiously.

  "Take your jeans off," I said.

  Laura reached down and undid her zipper and button, tucking her jeans down and off of her body, she kicked the denim off and onto the floor.

  I watched and held myself back from touching her right away. I wanted to savor her.

  I took my joggers off before I let myself move closer and place my hand on her hip. I slipped the side of her underwear down and kissed her hip, sucking on the spot I'd chosen before I moved on to the next. I wanted to taste her skin and her sex, everything I could.

  I pushed her onto her back and kissed down her thigh and back up, diverting until I was hovering over the space I most wanted to be.

  I looked up to see if she was watching. Of course she was. She hadn't spent more than a few moments looking away since we got to see each other again and when we did video chats over the break her eyes were peeled, glued to mine, like she couldn't look away and never wanted to.

  Her fingers slipped into my hair lovingly. "Fuck," she exhaled, turned on. I'd hardly done anything.

  I kissed her inner thigh and reached out with my tongue to taste her. I slowly explored and teased, loving when her hands gripped my head and my hair. I used long deliberate strokes to wind her up before I lost control and took her over the edge. I didn't stop until she was shaking and too sensitive for more.

  "Baby," she ached.

  I moved up her body and kissed her lips before pulling her into my arms.

  "Yeah?"

  "You uh.. You can do that whenever you want," she breathed.

  "I want to all the time," I said.

  "Don't hold back," she asked. Laura loved to kiss my skin and suck on it. I felt her mouth making use of me, teasing the skin of my breast.

  Her hand held mine and her leg smoothed between mine, pressing in against my sex.

  "Fuck," I whispered.

  I was so aware of her touches everywhere.

  "Same goes for you. No holding back," I said.

  "It's so hard to," she breathed. "And I always want you. I want you so much."

  Her mouth found my nipple and she openly sucked on it. Her warm tongue slowly scraped the tip and she moaned.

  I loved everything she did to me. It never got old or less intense. It was always more than I expected. Her wild abandon made me unable to do anything but feel.

  "Laura, please," I muttered.

  "What," she breathed, sucking again a little harder and making out with my nipple. Her hand trailed down my arm, passing my other breast, and I felt her nails scrape down my stomach. "Should I stop?"

  "No! Do not stop. Please, more," I demanded.

  Laura stopped just to laugh. It surprised her, maybe. Her lips kissed up my breast and chest until she found my mouth again and slid her tongue inside, not holding anything back.

  Our tongues pulsed together and I felt her deep inside me, drawing me out. Since we were alone, her kisses were so much wilder and more dominant. She took control and stole me, until she was sucking on my tongue, forcing my hand to her breast, and sliding her sex across mine erotically riding me.

  The distance must've made her crave me more, want me more.

  I matched her with my own frantic energy. I was so close and the way she moved against my body pushed me over. I shuddered and cried out, clinging to her.

  "Mmmmm," she moaned in my mouth. I could feel that she came with me. The rub and sudden collapse of her body onto mine was the proof. And she gasped when our lips parted, placing kisses all over my jawline and my face.

  "I'm tingling all over," I said.

  "That's good," she whispered. More kisses were pressed to my skin. Her hand was lost in my hair and I knew she loved touching me.

  "I love you," I whispered.

  She found my mouth and kissed me, watching my eyes as she did. The formula was like magic. When she broke away, I still felt connected to her. "I love you too, sweetie. More than anything."

  I had never asked much more about what happened with the pregnancy and her parents. It was clear she lost a very complicated chance at having a baby. She got so sad when anything like that came up now but in moments like this she seemed happy and free, so ready to be a part of me.

  There was always a little sad in her eyes most other times. I wanted to take it all away and fill her up with only the good things but that stuff would always be there.

  "I know, baby," I replied.

  Her soft warm hands stroked my skin lovingly. Every touch was one she savored. She let her eyes close and her lips blew a small stream of air out as she painted me with warm sweating palms and careful fingertips. “This is the best dream,” she whispered longingly. “When I wasn’t with you I’d lay alone in my bed and think of this.”

  All the fancy dressings of the hotel were only icing on this cake for us here.

  "It's real now or it better be," I said.

  I closed my eyes and smiled. Her hands were putting me in a trance.

  “I know it’s real,” she said, stroking her hands down my stomach and tracing my lines with her thumbs. Pretty soon she was messaging me instead of tracing.

  "My body can't decide if it's tired or turned on enough to explode now," I said.

  “You’re finally tired,” she laughed.

  "Not when you touch me like that," I said.

  Her hands were above my waistline but my sex still ached every time she squeezed or rubbed my skin.

  "Mmm, baby," I moaned.

>   I took her hand and led her lower.

  “Oooohhhh, I see,” she teased. Her body moved more to the side of me so that when she touched she could reach all of me and see my face. Laura wasn’t ever shy of touching me so it wasn’t ever weird. Her fingers slipped down into my wetness and she delicately rubbed. “Better?”

  "Fuck, yes," I gasped.

  Direct contact elevated me a little closer. I pushed my pelvis down, searching for more, wanting her inside of me.

  “Mmmm,” she hummed, watching me. She placed a kiss on my temple and slipped her fingers inside me. “It makes me happy when I touch you,” she whispered.

  "Uh, same," I said.

  There wasn't much cognition going on for me so I tried to limit my words.

  Laura must’ve noticed, she no longer shared words instead, choosing to play with me and pull out my pleasure one delicate move at a time. Over the last couple months we had to learn each other Laura had gotten really good at dragging this part out and keeping me just close to the edge for as long as she could.

  I stopped moving against her and let her take all control. It always felt so good when I just let go and felt what she was doing to me. She kissed down my body and met my sex with her mouth, the perfect warmth and wetness tipped me right over the edge and I moaned.

  "Laura," I whispered.

  I shook and arched my back until the initial wave passed and then settled back on the bed, breathing hard.

  “Mmmm,” she hummed, stroking a hand down the front of my body and watching me come down.

  "I missed you so much," I said.

  I rolled over and hugged her body to mine.

  "Too much," I whispered.

  She laughed a little and smiled. “It’s probably bad that I’m happy about that.”

  "Na, I'm happy you missed me too. It's way better than not being missed," I reasoned.

  “I miss you too much too,” she agreed. “My life’s really dumb without you,” she grumbled.

  "Mine was just empty and I was always wound up. I broke the treadmill in the gym at home," I admitted.

  “What?” She laughed. “Really?”

  "Maybe," I laughed and rubbed my face with one hand. "To be fair it wasn't that good of a treadmill," I said.

  "Wow, babe," Laura soothed. “So what was that? Like… Anger? Frustration?” She leaned back so that she could see my face.

  "Both, I've never felt like I needed sex or to be close to a person. I was running so hard, it just broke. I didn't tell you because I was embarrassed," I admitted

  “You should’ve told me,” she said. “Makes me feel like less of a freak… It’s also ridiculously sexy.”

  "Sexy? How?" I asked.

  I smiled and laughed softly.

  "I'm such a dork," I said.

  "Mm. No babe," she said. "It's really sexy,” she confirmed.

  "I'm glad you think so. My dad didn't see it in such a positive way," I said.

  Laura laughed and covered her mouth. “Sorry,” she blushed. “You could’ve just called me,” she reminded. “Video Chat works… Sort of.”

  "Next time, even though I don't want there to be a next time," I said.

  I had to accept that there would be time that we couldn't be together. Before summer I hadn't handled it well. When we were actually apart for those two weeks I tried to stay cheerful when we talked because I knew she was having an awful time. I couldn't help her. That's what made me angry.

  “I know,” she said solemnly. “I don’t want that either but… It’s okay. I hope one day we’ll live together like this and there won’t be a date ahead where we know we’ll be separated. I know that probably sounds gross and clingy but it’s all I want.”

  "No, that sounds perfect. I wish it was like that now. I don't care what people say. Sometimes you meet someone and you just know. I believe that now because of you," I said.

  “Oh god,” she groaned. “I’m doomed.”

  "Oh no, doomed why?" I asked.

  "You're just too perfect. If you ever get bored of me I'll be screwed."

  I laughed. "Never. You're always keeping me entertained," I said.

  "Yeah but it's only been a couple of months. Vic and I used to be inseparable until she ditched me."

  "I'm glad I'm not Vic then," I said.

  "Why? Too much power for one person?" She joked, cuddling me.

  "Uh no, I'm not gonna ditch you and I know how I feel about you. I'm keeping you forever," I said.

  "Better prove it," she challenged.

  "Oh, I will," I assured her.

  She kissed my cheek. "Did you daydream about me," Laura wondered.

  "I thought about you and what we could be doing. I ended up making a list of all the little things about you that I love. Some of it was just how you do things and what I noticed about you the first few days," I said.

  "I miss when you'd come back from practice," she said. "You always smelled so good and your skin glowed. Plus I'd always be thinking about you before you came back. Sometimes I'd even do more than think," she confided.

  "You mean? You'd?" I asked.

  "You sent me such cute pictures," she said.

  "Oh, wow! Why didn't you tell me?" I asked.

  "I dunno," she smiled nervously. "It definitely started before we even…" she shrugged.

  "Wait… what? When did it start?" I asked.

  "I dunno," she smiled. Her voice was high pitched. "When I started to realize I wanted you? When you started to flirt with me a lot and touch me more without noticing."

  "Woah, and I never knew," I said.

  I smiled and pet her hair.

  "So we were both into each other way before," I said.

  Laura gripped a small bit of my skin in her teeth and gently tugged. "Why do you think I was so mad at you when you got all agro in that boathouse?"

  "Oh damn, that was… I jus- that sucked," I said.

  "It was unlike you," she swallowed and watched me. Her hand stroked my cheek lovingly. "There were so many times I thought you might kiss me. And I loved every time that you did. Even when I was still with Logan I was thinking about touching you. Wanting to… Wondering what it would be like."

  "I should have kissed you. I'm not so scared anymore," I said.

  "Mmmm," she hummed. "Good."

  "Are you tired?" I asked.

  "I should be," she said. "I think I'm just so happy to be with you that sleep feels like a waste."

  "Good thing we don't have to do much tomorrow," I said.

  We were on our own for most of the day while mom and dad went shopping. I'd begged to stay at the hotel and catch up since I always got really bad jet lag.

  It was also a sneaky way to get time to ourselves. We would have to go to dinner but the rest of the day was ours.

  "We don't even have to get out of bed till the afternoon," I pointed out.

  "Mmmm," she hummed. "We should turn a movie on or something. And you should hold me all night, obviously."

  "Obviously," I agreed.

  I rolled over to find the remote so I could turn on the TV. I flipped through the channels, trying to find something before stopping when I saw Wonder Woman.

  "Yes, hot superheroes please," I said.

  “Wait, hey,” she laughed stealing the remote from me. “I dunno if I like you thirsting after someone else while I’m in the same room.” She shut the TV off and stared at me.

  "I mean, you're hotter than Gal Gadot so it's not like I'm really thirsting," I teased.

  “Um. Yeah right,” she laughed. “In no universe am I hotter than Gal Gadot. Is this what you were doing without me for two weeks?”

  "Nope, I told you, I was breaking things because I was so sexually frustrated and sad without you," I pointed out.

  “Hmm… Well… I’m here now,” she reminded.

  "Which is why I'm happy and no longer frustrated."

  "Mmm," she hummed. "I love you baby."

  "Love you too."

  I took to playing with her han
d and moving so I could kiss her shoulders. We could do this every day. We had a whole month and who knew what would happen after that. Hopefully, we could stay together.

  Love sickness could ruin a person. I didn't have it as bad as Laura but I did go crazy over those two weeks. Everything was less fun without her. I needed her now more than I ever wanted her.

  Loving her like crazy came by instinct. I was still learning how to do it right. She taught me everyday and filled me up with only the best feelings. Even the sadness was better with her.

  I was the one who was screwed. If she ever left me, it would be dark times. Good thing I never planned to let her go.

  Fin

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