Jealousy

Part 6

It's new and old at the same time. Our bodies feel different but our hands travel remembered pathways of pleasure. Forth knows how to turn me on so easily. He has me moaning and biting my lips from screaming and waking up my neighbors from just caresses.

I, on the other hand, do what I dream of night after night. Well, as soon as he lets me. I'm startled by all the new scars on his body. My tongue traces each one on it's way to glory. I want to watch him come apart.

Melt like chocolate on a hot day in my mouth.

His moan as I finally capture his glorious member is better than anything in my memories. I want to laugh out loud... Instead, I suck hard, taking him deep.

He sounds like he's talking to me from above water, I'm into it that deep. "Slowly, slowly... I want it to last." he mutters. "I've not been with anyone but you, Beam."

Shocked, I let go with a loud pop. "What the hell, Forth? Did you really think now was the time to tell me that?"

He nods. "I love you, Beam. It's always been you. I did try to date but nothing felt right." His eyes felt challenging, as if he dared me to say something different.

I didn't want to say the same thing. I didn't want to admit it was the same for me. I was confused and horny. I wanted to get up and yell, "How dare you come back and do this to me?"

Instead, I let the weariness of the day overwhelm me again. "I want to fuck you. Or you fuck me. I don't care, Forth. What I don't want is to talk about the past anymore. I can't do it. I can't."

"It's hard." I hated the fact my voice quavered. It showed how weak I am, how much I cared about him when I shouldn't.

I could see him thinking. Slowly he nodded. "Do you want me to leave after the sex, Beam?"

I shrugged. "That's your choice, Forth." I shuddered, knowing my fantasies were actually going to happen. "Just... just lets make it a damn good fuck, okay?"

He pressed wet, hot kisses on my clavicle and then bit me. "Oh, it will be. It will be..."

Suddenly, my head was once again pushed between his legs and all thoughts were gone. I felt his cock hit the back of my throat and groaned...

Reality was better that remembrances and imagination. Forth's hands never left my body as I pleasured him. I felt it, felt the veins begin to pulse and dance in my mouth as he fought himself for control. It was as if time reversed itself.

I felt him pull free and pull me upwards to lay upon him for a deep kiss, his tongue sweeping all areas of my mouth. Hands grabbing my full butt cheeks to press me close as possible. I moan into his mouth. I'm on fire... or fires are raging inside me.

Only Forth can put them out.

I place my hands flat on the floor and raise my upper body, meeting his eyes. He knows what question is in them... and suddenly, his finger finds my butthole, while his hand wraps firmly around my cock.

Ahh, I clench around him, holding it still. It's been so long. So long...

Using his strong thighs, he flips me over and spreads my legs. Exposed, I'm more relaxed. I want to cover my face, shield him from watching my expressive face. It's not fair he knows... everything!

It's beginning to feel good, no, amazing! No longer in pain, the intrusion of his fingers feels fucking good, and I'm wanting more. I want him. I want to feel him fill me. Stretch me. Fuck me.

"Fuck me, Forth." Oh no! I said it aloud! Well, hell... does it matter?

I think we've both lost our minds. He pulls his fingers out and slides in and I scream. It hurts but feels damn good at the same time. He stops and wait, knowing that I will be the first to move. I'm always the impatient one, always.

Once I've adjusted, my hips begin to move and I see the small smile slip across his face and vanish... he pulls out and thrusts deep inside me. I scream again, not from pain but from pleasure. How did we fuck this up so badly???

Again and again, he remembers where my sweet spot is, and hits it nearly every time. He's saying something but I'm lost in a world of my own sensations. Finally, I feel his hand start stroking my cock. Oh... Ohhh... Oh, mother fucker! What are you doing to me!

Hot cum shoots up between us, splattering my chest and face. With my release, my inner muscles tighten around him and milk his cock.

"Damn you, Beam Baramee!" He gasps, with two last thrusts. I feel the hot mess shooting into my ass. "Only you, Beamie, only you." Falling, gasping onto my sticky chest, the cum smearing between us, we lay, breathing heavily.

As I regain my senses, I feel his rapidly shrinking member slip out of me followed by a rush of his semen. Damn, I'll have to clean the floor. I push him on the shoulder, indicating get off me, and reluctantly, he finally rolls off.

Naked, I walk to the bathroom and shower, then go and clean the floor. I can't stand a messy condo. I sigh, looking at the beer cans. They can wait until tomorrow. I look at Forth, still naked, still laying on the floor.

I ignore him too, and go to bed. Everything else can wait until morning. I know I will sleep. I haven't felt this sated and satisfied in years.

I feel trapped in my blankets upon waking. With my eyes glued shut from the heavy sleep, I struggle desperately to free myself but they tighten around me. Finally able to crack open my eyes, I roll my head about and come face to face with Forth!

The memory of last night rolls over me in waves and I close my eyes, not wanting to remember it at all. But my body does. Every last minute of it. It doesn't care that all the emotional pain and hurt goes hand and hand with the joy of sex.

"You can't ignore me, Beam."

Yes, I can. I can pretend you're not here. If I pretend long enough, you will go away. You went away last time. Back then, I wanted you. Now, I'm still not sure if I do... even if my body does.

I close my eyes. I turn my back to him. If he won't let me free from his embrace, then...

Fuck my life, it was the wrong thing to do! Now, I'm even more aware of him than I was before...