Circles - Post Malone

Eight

Dahlia can't believe this is happening. Part of her is screaming at her to put a stop to this madness but then Austin bites down on the soft skin under her ear and grinds down against her. There is no stopping this. Dahlia will explode if anything stops this. Her stomach swirls and her knees go weak as Austin moves his wet mouth along her throat and then up along her jaw, slowly making his way to her mouth. When he slips his tongue into her mouth she can't help the groan that creeps up the back of her throat. Austin tastes better than she ever imagined.

The elevator makes a ding sound, indicating that they have reached their floor. Dahlia expects him to pull back but instead, he only kisses her harder and slides his hands around to the back of her thighs. "Jump, baby," he mumbles into her mouth. Dahlia's body jerks at the pet name. She jumps up and hitches her legs around Austin's waist. Austin walks them to his apartment while Dahlia continues to work on his neck, taking pride in a growl her work draws out from Austin's chest. Austin fumbles with the key and drops it so he quickly bends down to grab it with Dahlia still in his arms.

Dahlia can't help her laugh as she hangs upside down now in Austin's arms while he searches for the key. Austin starts laughing too. They are both a little drunk - on each other and beer from the bar. He has her hanging upside down long enough for her locket which is usually hidden under her clothing to fall out of her shirt. "Ah-ha! Victorious!" he yells as he finds the key and then holds it up for Dahlia to see. Dahlia laughs hard enough for her head to fall back as he swings upright again. When she looks back at Austin he is looking at her like she is made of gold. "You are very beautiful...have you been told that?" he asks. Dahlia nods and takes the key from him then reaching over she unlocks the door.

"I have. But only when people want to say something about my mother. They will tell me I am beautiful just like she had been," Dahlia explains as Austin closes the door and walks them over to the bed. He places her down softly then stands up and looks at her. "I remember your mother. She was very beautiful and although you may have some of her beauty...there is no beauty quite like yours," he says. She did not even know he knew her mother, let alone remember her mother. Her body breaks out in goosebumps from the way he is looking at her. "What is that around your neck?" he asks pointing to the locket. "Just a memory," she says then slips it off and places it on the bedside table.

She stands and steps closer to him, grabbing the hem of his shirt and pulling it off. She moves her hand over the waistband of his pants, "this ok?" she asks. Austin nods, leaning down to kiss her. She undoes his pants while he kisses her and there is a shiver up both their spines as his pants fall to the floor.  She takes him in her hand and starts stroking him. He breaks the kiss and lets his head lull back a little with his eyes closed, "Fuck, that feels good," he says and groans, pushing himself into her hand. Before too long he his moving her hand and giving her a sly smile. "Carry on with that and tonight will end in embarrassment for me and boredom for you, baby."

If only he knew. If this is all that happened tonight she would cling to this memory for years. The way he calls her baby, the way he tastes, the way he feels in her hand or on her skin. Heaven. Better than any of the millions of fantasies she has had about him. This is all she needs. But then his hands are tugging down her tight skirt and her heart beats at a million thrums a second. She pulls off her top at the same time. She is not sure what comes next. This is the furthest she has gotten with anyone.

Her hands start shaking as she rests them on his chest while his arms loop around her to unclip her bra. Austin looks down at them and frowns then covers them with his own hands. He looks at her with so much concern Dahlia would be forgiven for thinking he really cares about her.

"Are you cold, sweetheart?"

Dahlia swallows thickly and shakes her head, breaking eye contact and choosing to stare at where their fingers are intertwined on Austin's chest. Austin kisses the top of her head and they stay frozen like this for a few seconds. "We don't have to do anything you don't want to. You are in control here, baby," he says softly. What? No, this is the worst thing that can happen. Does he think she wants to stop? That is so far from the truth.

Dahlia looks up at him again and shakes her head again. "N-no, I don't want to stop. Please," she says. Austin frowns at her like he is not convinced. Trust him to be all serious now. "I am just scared...not of you or sex. It's the vulnerability it brings...I...I am not good with that," she manages to get out. Austin smiles at her softly then wraps his arms around her and pulls her closer to his chest. "You are lovely when you are soft like this," he leans down and kisses her then pulls back slightly, "I promise your secret is safe with me," he says with a soft laugh. It eases Dahlia's worry. Austin would never hurt her.

"I know," she says and reaches up to kiss him. His lips softer than she imagined. She used to imagine so much about him and now that this is happening for real she has realized that her imagination was seriously lacking. Except for the way she imagined he would make her feel. She knew he would make her feel amazing. Fucking hell she feels amazing. How is this real? She takes a step backward out of Austin's embrace giving him a coy smile then slipping off her panties and bra as Austin watches tentatively. "Come here," she says. "You don't have to ask me twice," Austin says grinning and tackling her onto the bed covering her giggling body with his own.