Alice
After using my emergency allergy relief, Ben took me to the hospital. I haven’t had to use my Epi in years, but it hasn’t been so long that I don’t remember proper protocol. The thing about an allergy episode is that you can have problems again once the Epi wears off, so he took me to the hospital where I could be monitored until the doctors were certain my body was going to be okay.
Then he drives me home.
By the time we get to my apartment, I’m exhausted, but I still invite him upstairs. To my delight, Ben accepts, coming up the narrow staircase with me. He doesn’t say anything as I unlock my dingy door to my tiny place, nor do I get the impression that he’s judging me. It’s definitely a starter-apartment in the truest sense of the word.
I lock the door, take his hand, and go into the bedroom.
“Alice,” he says carefully. “You’ve had kind of a long day. Why don’t you go take a shower and I’ll make us some tea?”
“No,” I say.
“No?” He raises an eyebrow. “Hmm, not the words I expected from a sweet little submissive.”
“Maybe I’m not as submissive as you think,” I counter, feeling a little edgy.
Today rocked me.
I don’t like knowing that it did, but it did.
Panic set in well after I was at the hospital. During the situation itself, I was brave and bold. Now, though? Now I want Ben to tie me up and make me forget.
“No? You seemed pretty sweet at the club.”
“I don’t feel sweet now, Ben.”
He steps toward me and wraps his arms around me, pulling me against his chest, for a minute, I just listen to his heart beating. I just listen to this wonderful man who has made me feel so many different emotions this week.
And then I turn my face up to him.
Ben reaches for my cheek and strokes it softly.
“You’re ridiculously beautiful,” he tells me.
“So are you.”
“I’m beautiful.”
“A man can be beautiful. Beauty isn’t limited by gender lines.”
“Alice…”
“Please,” I whisper. “Don’t do the right thing tonight. Don’t tell me you have to leave because I’m not thinking straight. You know I want you. You know I have for a long time.”
I’ve never spoken to a man this way before.
In the past, I’ve always held back.
I’ve always had to hold back.
When my parents were funding my life, I couldn’t risk upsetting them or it would affect me financially. There was no way I could tell them what I really thought because if I made them mad, they wouldn’t help me with school or activity fees or whatever.
It was the same in my relationships with men.
I never wanted to upset anyone.
I never wanted to rock the boat.
Now, though, I’m on my own.
And I feel like Ben can handle the truth.
“I need you,” I tell him.
And then he kisses me.
He kisses me deeply, like he can’t get enough. Suddenly, his hands are on my bottom, pulling me closer against him. I can feel that he’s already aroused: his cock digs into my belly as we kiss in my bedroom. Over and over, his tongue glides onto mine, and I feel my entire body begin to warm.
A craving stirs deep inside of me, one that didn’t rear its head for a long time before I met Ben. Suddenly, when I started working at Blossom Falls, it woke. Now, all I think about is sex with him. I touch myself all the time and now, my hands are roaming his body as he kisses me in the middle of my bedroom.
As he takes hold of my hair and tugs it back, just enough to remind me who’s in charge.
I wrap my arms around him, pulling him even closer, and I let myself go.
I let go of all of the stress I felt today at work when I was trying to get to my Epi.
I let go of all of the worries and fears I felt walking into Blossom Falls for the first time.
I let go of everything making me feel anxious or sad or alone or lost in the world.
I let go of feeling like a failure.
And I just allow myself to be present in this moment.
Ben kisses me for what feels like an eternity. I’ve never felt like this before. I feel powerful and strong as he kisses me, and I feel safe. He nips at my ear and kisses my neck, and I just want more.
“Please,” I whisper.
“What is it, baby? Tell me what you need.”
“I need more.”
Ben stops kissing me and looks down at me with a little smile.
“More spankings? Because I can arrange that.”
“I want you to tie me up,” I tell him suddenly. “I want to be blindfolded.”
“That’s quite the act of trust,” he says, giving it to me straight.
“I trust you,” I tell him. “You saved me.”
“Alice, you don’t owe me anything. If this is about earlier…”
“Ben, I can’t stand the thought of spending one more night without your cock buried deep inside of me. Please. For the love of dragons, I need this.”
That seems to be enough for him, because Ben lets out a low growl and lifts me, carrying me to the bed. He places me in the center and our eyes lock. Slowly, without another word, he starts unbuttoning his shirt. He tosses it to the side and continues undressing.
Slowly, slowly, slowly.
The entire thing seems to be happening in slow-motion, but that’s fine. Ben and I, we have all night. There is absolutely no rush here, and I have a feeling that this is going to be a night I’m never going to forget.
Finally, after an eternity, his cock springs free, and I can’t help myself. I shift onto all fours and crawl over to him. Before he can say anything, I lean forward, taking his length into my mouth, tasting him. He lets out a groan, and my heart soars.
Yeah, it’s going to be a great night.