Chapter 22 #3
She starts again on my cock, licking and sucking, and I feel my balls tighten, my hips thrusting of their own accord.
Her movement quickens, and before I know it, she’s riding my damn face and it feels amazing.
She cries out, and her body stops. There’s barely a second before I feel her convulse around my tongue.
She moans, the sound echoing in my space as the spasms continue, and I feel a rush of sweet liquid, and it hits me.
She’s coming.
This…this is what it feels like when a woman comes.
The notion sets off something inside of me as I suck and lick, craving more of the sweetness and this feeling.
And then I feel her motions on my cock quicken and my balls tighten, and before I know it I can’t hold back, but I don’t stop.
I keep licking and sucking my reward as I erupt into her mouth, and she swallows me down.
I don’t know how long we lie there, entwined in ecstasy. All I know is when she stops, removing herself, I feel like I could pass out.
She turns around to lie down beside me, and I don’t hesitate to pull her close and kiss her, even though I’m well aware of where my tongue has been, and where hers has been. I taste myself on her, and it’s not as weird as I thought it would be.
I bury my face in her neck. “Stay here, please,” I whisper. “Don’t go.”
The vulnerability in my voice is not lost on me.
“I’m not going anywhere,” she whispers, and I ease. She threads her leg through mine, and I hold her close, breathing in her sweet shampoo as I fall asleep, feeling happier than I’ve ever been.
I wake in the middle of the night, hard and hot as hell.
I turn to see Nora sleeping soundly in my arms, and my heart skips a beat. I take in the sight of her like this. Naked—save for her bra—and in my bed.
I never thought I’d see this. Ever. A beautiful woman in my bed.
Certainly not the woman of my dreams.
I thrust myself against her absent-mindedly as I pull her closer.
Wrapping myself around her, I close my eyes and embrace the feel of our bodies pressed together. She stirs, and when she opens her eyes, she looks right at me, those warm blue eyes full of wonder and love.
“You look so beautiful right now,” I whisper.
“You don’t look too bad yourself,” she says with a sweetness that makes my heart flutter. She reaches out and brushes some hair out of my face, tucking it behind my ear. There’s an unspoken truth between us when she looks at me. An energy that can be felt like a living, breathing thing.
I thrust myself against her, pulling her hips to meet mine, my body asking the question my mouth can’t seem to form. I roll our bodies until I’m on top of her, relishing in the feel of her body underneath mine. I reach down to push some bright hair away from her temple.
“I never thought I’d see you like this,” I breathe, because it’s the truth. “I never thought I’d see anyone like this.”
Nora reaches up, her thumb grazing my jaw. “Tommy, I—”
Whatever it was she was going to say, it dies on her tongue because I kiss her until words disappear. She wraps her arms around my neck, bringing me closer, and I kiss her slowly as I grind softly against her, my cock aching for release. But this isn’t about coming.
It’s about the overwhelming love I feel with her, here. Like this.
Just the two of us.
The acceptance, the understanding. The warmth.
My cock settles at her entrance as she brings up her legs, the motion driving me against her.
I pull away, looking down at her. “I don’t have any condoms,” I say nervously. “But…I need you to know I’m prepared if you know…something happens.”
Her eyebrows furrow, and I feel the words tumble out without warning.
“I told myself I wouldn’t do it until I was ready to take that kind of responsibility.” I slide my hands through her hair, beckoning her gaze. “Until I found someone I loved enough to want those things with.”
“Tommy…” she breathes softly. Like a damn prayer.
“If you don’t want to, it’s okay. But I just…need you to know, I do. Want those things. With you.”
Her eyes glisten, and I think she’s going to cry. I tense, worried I’ve fucked up.
“I’m sorry,” I say hurriedly. “I didn’t mean…”
“It’s okay,” she says as she kisses me, thrusting up to meet my cock. “I just…no one has ever said that to me before. Like that. And Brett…” She lets out a heavy sigh. “He didn’t want those things with me, and all I wanted was—”
I kiss her with all I am and whisper, “Because he didn’t love you like I love you.”
The words are heavy, terrifying. But truer than any others I’ve spoken.
“You love me?” she asks, her voice full of sadness and affection.
I nod, knowing there’s no hiding the truth now.
“Yes,” I say. “I do. I love you, Nora.”
She kisses me, slow and deep. My cock twitches above her entrance, and she shifts herself, her hand coming between us.
I think she’s going to push me away, but she doesn’t. Instead, she guides my cock to her slick entrance, and instinctively I just know. Neither of us say a word, but we don’t have to. Lost in her gaze of warmth and truth, I fit myself inside of her.
The feeling is…overwhelming. Warm. Wet. Tight. I thrust into her slowly as she sucks in a breath. I kiss her again. Over and over as our bodies slowly move in tandem. The room is quiet save for our moans and our breath, and our steady heartbeats.
I get lost in the feel of her wrapped around me, her lips covering mine. I lose myself in each thrust, knowing there is no going back from here.
My mother always says what’s meant to be, will be.
She hadn’t planned on falling in love with my dad, or getting pregnant, but she always said finding out she was pregnant with Freddie was a blessing because it brought her and my dad together and solidified their love.
And I think a part of me hopes that’ll happen for Nora and me too.
I’m not so naive to think that I’ll get her pregnant the same night I lose my damn virginity. The chances of that are like, one in a million, but…it’s a chance I’m willing to take, because I meant what I said.
If it happens, I’m prepared. I will do everything I can to give Nora and our baby everything they want and deserve.
Everything my brother couldn’t.
I feel her pussy pulse around my cock, and I know that feeling.
She’s coming, and something about that—knowing I can please her like this even though it’s my first time doing it—with anyone—is a praise I didn’t know I could feel.
I kiss her as she moans in my mouth, my orgasm hitting me fast from the feel of her pulsing around me.
I empty myself inside her, filling her with my hopes and dreams. And love.
So much love, it’s overwhelming.
“I love you,” I whisper.
Her breathless reply will forever be tattooed on my soul.
“I love you too, Thomas.”
I slide out of her, my cock starting to soften, and roll us over. I pull the sheets down and we fit ourselves beneath them, tangled together in perfect harmony, and I think nothing in the world could destroy what we have.
What we could have.
And even though I know the possibility is slim, I pray for the one percent chance that it happens, and that Nora and I can emerge from this anew.
Together.
A family. For real.