Chapter 4 – Maya
It was all happening too fast. When he asked me to go into the bedroom, I wasn’t sure what to say. I knew that it was going to happen, we both did, but I wasn’t ready for all of the emotions that came with it. Saying it out loud seemed to make it truer than before. Why did I feel so guilty about all of this? I knew that Tyler was doing the same thing. But this wasn’t Tyler doing it, it was me, and I didn’t know if my conscience could deal with it. If Dylan hadn’t felt so good kissing my neck, maybe I would have walked away. But it had been too long, and for once I just wanted to feel desired.
Pulling him down to me, I lifted my hips up, rubbing against the part of him that was hard and ready for me. It didn’t take long for my answer to be known, and then the sweet man who’d always taken his time with me changed a little. He was needy, and instead of kissing me, he pressed me down into the couch. There was a growl on his lips as I finally realized that we had to get to the bedroom or it was going to happen right then and there. I didn’t mind, of course, but what I did mind was how much I needed him right then.
“Let’s go to the bedroom, Dylan.”
He was up so fast that I had to stifle the laughter that I felt. It was clear to me that he was in need, but I still wasn’t sure if I was. The feel of his kisses and touches egged me on, but I still trembled with the idea of what I was about to do. I was about to sin, more than I ever had before.
Dylan took my hand and met my gaze. His green eyes told me that he was ready for more. The same look was mirrored in my own dark depths, I was sure of it. I had to have him that instant, and I moved to the bedroom with him, my body shaking in anticipation.
When we got into the bedroom, I looked around and the weight of it all hit me. I was really going to do this. Dylan was already taking his shirt off, showing the wiry body that I knew he possessed. He was hard everywhere, not a lick of fat to be had. My hands itched to touch his chest, but there was no time for that as he made his way towards me. His eyes had darkened, and he reached to take off my clothes.
“God, you’re so beautiful, Maya. Do you know how beautiful you are?”
I didn’t answer him because I didn’t have to. It didn’t matter what I thought. All that mattered was the look of need and desire in his eyes. It was amazing how he looked at me. As he pulled the dress over my head, I heard the sharp intake of breath when he finally saw me.
“I don’t know how I’m so lucky to have you, Maya, but I swear that I’m never going to let you go.”
His words were the balm that I needed. I wanted to be desired, but more than that I wanted to be loved, and in that moment I knew that I had both with Dylan. It was a look that I hadn’t seen in a long time. It didn’t matter that my body shook. That was just because of how badly I needed him, nothing more.
Dylan pushed me down to the bed as he pulled his pants off and I got to see how ready for me he really was. I could feel my core flooding, and my eyes closed to cut off the intensity of his gaze. My arms went out to reach for him. I was sick of waiting. My need was too much to deny any longer. It had been far too long.
“I want this to be perfect, Maya.”
“It will be perfect because it’s us. I don’t want to wait anymore.”
He crawled up me, stopping to take a lick of my cleft and then kiss the tops of my mons. I wasn’t even in the mood for that. I wanted Dylan inside of me right away. It was all I could think about, and when I opened my thighs to invite him forward, he took it quickly. As he pushed himself against me, I could feel the probing head against my core and I wiggled, trying to make him enter me. That was all I needed and I would be in heaven.
“Please, Dylan.”
He was fighting himself and fighting my words. I lifted my hips up to slide his cockhead against my wetness, encouraging him while I begged in his ear for him to enter me. “Please, Dylan. I need you now.”
As he pushed in slowly, my eyes closed and I was lost in the moment. It felt too good, far too good, and I didn’t know what to say or do. A low moan came from my mouth as my insides contracted around his penetration. There was no comparing the two men together. Dylan moved slowly, enjoying every moment, while I was used to being pounded by Tyler. As the need inside of me started to grow, I grew impatient with the speed of his lovemaking. I needed more, and when my nails went into his back, he finally seemed to realize it.
“What do you want, Maya?”
“I need you, all of you, now!”
With my words came the first real thrust that he’d made. He started from just the opening, and then he slammed forward. I cried out with pleasure, his name on my lips as I felt the first bit of shaking. It was too much, and my orgasm washed over me so quickly I was left trembling.
But Dylan wasn’t done. It seemed I’d opened the floodgates. He pulled back and pushed in harder and faster than before. I looked up into his face, and I could see that his eyes were closed. Pulling him down for a kiss, I squeezed him and told him that I wanted more. When he gave me more, my body exploded again and again. Who would have thought such a gentle man had it in him? It was like years of pent-up frustration were coming out of him. It felt so good, and when I knew that he was about to lose himself as well, I tightened my grip and pulled him down for another kiss.
He came inside of me, and I felt the hot blast immediately. It was only then that I realized what I’d done and what he’d just done. Had he just given me the child that I was dying for, the one that Tyler had refused to even talk about? I wasn’t worried about Tyler anymore, if I ever was. Dylan had just proven that he had everything I needed and everything that I really desired.