Life Match

Unmatched: Day One

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Day One

I should definitely be sleep right now, and a few short weeks ago, I would’ve been. But I miss Riah. Sleeping alone just doesn’t seem as great anymore, knowing the greatness of sleep next to a warm body.  I hear a tapping on my window and sit up. A part of me is scared, but I only know two people who would visit me like this in the middle of the night.

I open the curtains and see Riah perched on small edge outside my window. I open it up and he comes in, bringing in the chilly night air. It reminds me that summer is nearly over, and fall is creeping around the corner.

Riah kisses me and I pull away from him, “What are you doing here?”

“I forgot something,” he says placing his cool finger tips on the warm flesh of my hips. I back up, and he keeps coming closer.

“You see, Love, I was just about to go to sleep, when I started thinking about everything we did, and our mutual friend- you know that we aren’t married anymore, and I know that, but our friend, he doesn’t care- He was really excited. And then I remembered I forgot to claim something of mine.”

“What’s that?” I’ve back up to the bed, and Riah pushes me easily onto it. I’m too entranced with him to fight.

“I’ve claimed here,” He puts a finger to my lips and trails them down to my sleep boxers’, running a finger over my already damp slit, “And here, but there’s one more place that I haven’t claimed yet. Can you guess what it is?”

“No,” I say. He wouldn’t ask that of me, not in my own house, with my parents’ one room over.

“Yes,” he kisses me gently, and against my wishes my lips part for him. It feels too good to have him back, even though it hasn’t even been a whole day since we’ve been apart.

He pulls away and yanks my bottoms down, tossing them to the side. Riah runs a finger over my slit, and pulls them away, “You sure are wet for someone who wants me to go away.”

“I didn’t say that,” my lips say, “I just don’t think-“

Riah kisses me again, slipping my shirt up and over my head, “You know that I’ll always pleasure you Love. That’s my job.”

I tremble under his touch as he kisses the sides of my breasts. This boy of mine, the one I couldn’t stand for so long, is intoxicating. I can’t think clearly with him touching me. Riah removes his shirt, revealing his flawless chest and the v leading to all his other perfection. He moves and pulls me to the edge of the bed, connecting his lips to my core. He laps at me juices, causing me to moan.

“Be quiet,” He orders, “Or I’ll have to gag you.”

I don’t tell him that I don’t think that’s possible, considering how electrified I am. I bite back moans until an orgasm rips through my body, taking me to a place of pure bliss. Riah removes his jeans and straddles me.

“Please, Riah,” I want him to reconsider, and quite frankly, I’m scared.

He kisses me, “I want us to be able to try new things. If you don’t like it, we don’t ever have to do this again. But I need to know I’ve marked you as mine. Don’t you want to be mine, Sage?”

“Of course,” I say. I’m still terrified, but I trust him.

Riah kisses me again, much more passionately than last time. He pushes into me, coating himself in some of my juices, and then flips me over, bending me over the bed. I feel his tip press in and intake a sharp breath.