JULES
I drop my coat and my scarf on the floor as we make our way across the room. The beanbag chair is in the same place as before but this time I am not fainting on it. Not even close. Ben’s hands are shaking as he holds me and I feel like maybe, just maybe, he’s as excited as I am to be together again. It’s not just sex; it’s more, it’s bigger. It’s Us.
The room is dark, lit only by the spotlight from the neighboring hangar shining through the window.
He lifts my sweater over my head and peels his own shirt off as I work on his belt buckle and his jeans. He’s so much taller than me that when he bends to kiss my neck, I can’t reach him and instead have to place my hands on his chest until he comes back within reach. He stands on his knees above me and grabs my hands, stopping me from removing his shorts.
“Jules. I need to say something to you.” He’s panting with exertion and there’s sweat beading on his forehead.
Nerves jumble my belly and I wonder for a moment if I misread things. “What is it?”
He sits next to me and places our hands on the faux fur between us. He looks into my eyes and swallows hard.
“Jules, I need you to know that what happened to me before, it really messed me up. But since you… it’s gone. Erased. From the moment I met you I have not been able to stop thinking about you. Our afternoon together healed whatever was broken inside me from before. You fixed in one afternoon a hole I’ve spent the last five years trying to fill. I’m different. Changed. This… what we’re doing here, isn’t like anything I’ve done with anyone before. This means something to me. It means everything. I need you to know that. Really, know it.”
The intensity in his eyes matches the strength of his words and I know nothing else in the world except that I believe him. I take his face in my hands and look into his eyes and smile. I kiss his forehead. “Ben Butler, I trust you.” I kiss his left cheek. “I trust you.” And his right. “I trust you.” Then his nose. “I trust you.” Then his mouth. “I tru—”
I can’t get the word out before he’s pressing into me and we’re all arms and legs fighting to get out of our clothes. When we’re finally free I reach for him, finding his swollen cock and guiding him to me. I am so wet he glides inside and we stop for a moment and bask in the feeling of how well we fit together. I can feel his pulse inside me as he kisses my neck, then he thrusts and there’s nothing of me left. I let him carry me away in his arms.
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BEN
Heaven. This is what heaven must be like. Not the sex, well… well, yes the sex, but the feeling I have is one of safety and surety and home. It feels so strange and yet so right. In this moment, I am not alone on the earth. I have found my other half and she’s right here, with me. I am inside her and she surrounds me and we’re are holding each other like our lives depend on staying connected. Maybe they do. I know for me it feels like my life has started again.
I pull away from her as she moans and I ease her back onto the cushion. I don’t want to rush this. I need her to know that she’s my focus. She comes first. I reach for her knees and she spreads her legs wide, welcoming me. I kiss her ankle, then her calf, moving up her leg to the tender skin of her inner thigh and once I am near her she grabs my hair and eases me into her.
I sink my tongue into her wetness and lick her pussy, bringing my mouth around the plump little pearl of her clit. She whimpers as I take her into my mouth and roll my tongue around her entrance, teasing her with my nearness to her most sensitive tiny spot. When I finally return to suck her with force, she shifts under me.
“I want to suck you.” She pulls herself around and urges me onto my side. “I need your cock in my mouth.”
When she takes me into her mouth, it’s all I can do to focus. Her body writhes and she bucks as I suck her pussy, using her moans as my guide. She’s got my cock in her mouth and she’s squeezing my balls and I can’t think about anything anymore.
We move together, our bodies thrusting and pulling, and squeezing and sucking. Then she’s kneeling in front of me, panting and begging me to take her from behind.
On all fours, she reaches for my cock and brings me into her wetness again. I grab her ass and slam myself into her pussy over and over until finally she stands on her knees and presses her back into me and guides my hand over her belly and down to her clit. I press my thumb onto her and rub her gently at first, then more firmly as she leans into my hand. “Harder. Harder!” She whimpers as my slick hand moves over her pussy and brings her to the edge.
“Yes, Ben. Oh, yes! Please!”
She arches her back as she comes and I finally let go, releasing myself as she continues to rock against me. I feel myself spill into her. We fall in a heap on the beanbag, and settle with her spooning in front of me.
She shivers as the chill of the room finds us. I rub my arms over hers pull a blanket from the basket and cover us with it.
“Thank you for coming back,” I whisper.
Her ears move as she smiles. “Thank you for letting me in,” she says, turning to kiss me yet again.