Avenoir

Avenoir - Marlena

Marlena

John is hovering over me, and it feels like eternal torment having him so close but not being able to feel him moving inside me. I mean, I know that last orgasm just about made me pass out. That's not even an exaggeration. I saw stars in front of my eyes. I think I saw the end of the universe. Or something. Something magical. Something existential. The mysteries of birth, death, and creation, all wrapped up in a single explosive moment.

But nothing compares to the feeling of him moving inside me. It's been so long and last time, guilt came as an unwelcome chaser, filling me more indelibly than he ever could. Well, except that he left me with a gift that I will forever be grateful for in the shape of our beautiful daughter.

But now? Now my love is freely given. My heart is his, and only his.

Him? I know he loves me and there is a part of me that is scared that after all this is said and done, Kristen will not let him go. At least not easily. But his heart is mine, that I do know. He is woven into the tapestry of my life, a beautiful, complicated past, and a future that I can only dream of. Even if legally, we have some threads still to unravel.

"Oh John," I moan and slide my hand around the back of his neck again. I can't wait any longer. "I need you. Now. I need you inside me."

"Oh Doc," he murmurs, his voice caught in his throat as I bring my knee up, my thigh soft against his waist and I rest the sole of my warm foot on his fine, fine ass. With my other hand, I slip down between us and draw it down through my warm, moist opening, coating my fingers with the copious moisture that still spills from me. I vaguely wonder what a mess we are making of my sofa and then I banish it from my mind. I can have the sofa recovered if needs be. No one needs to know.

When I am sure I have enough lubrication, I reach for him, my fingers curling around his length. He is hot and hard, but his skin is velvety soft, and I can feel the pulsing in the veins that run down the sides of his shaft as I trace them with my sticky thumb.

I slide my palm and fingers down his cock until they nudge the tight dark curls of hair at the base and then I draw it back up, gently guiding him toward the aching space that exists just for him.

"Oh fuck," His voice is tight and choked in his throat. He reaches between us and grabs my hand, pulling it away from him and then he pushes my arm up over my head as he bites his lip, looking at me with a shake of his head. "Give me a moment,"

His voice is rough and shaking as he closes his eyes, and I see the effort of trying to control himself. "Fuck, baby." He rests his forehead against mine as he forces the breath from his lungs and then sucks it in again. "You turn me on so much, you know? You... I'm so fucking horny for you. All the fucking time." He lifts his head again and looks at me, fixing me with his bottomless blue eyes. "And I have wanted this for so long. I have dreamed of this for years. And I don't want to blow it by coming before I even get inside you. So, let me just get control of myself. It'll just take a minute."

"Whatever you need baby," I say softly. Instinctually, I lift my face to his and run my tongue along the seam of his lips. "I just want to make you as happy as you've made me. That's all."

"Oh honey," he groans as he moves himself, and I can feel his hot, hard length slide down the inside of my thigh. My pussy contracts with the thought that he will soon be inside me and I moan my encouragement against his mouth. "Oh God. You have made me the happiest man on earth today. You have no idea."

"I think I do," I move myself as he hovers over me so that the head of his cock nudges against the wetness of my opening. I am hot and swollen and I am aching to have him slide inside me. We both groan loudly. "Oh fuck, John. Are you.... do you need more time? Because, baby, I need you inside me now. Now."

"Oh God, Doc," he breathes against my mouth. "Oh, fuck baby...." My heart soars as he calls me baby again. It has been so long. Occasionally he slips and calls me baby, usually in times of crisis and I have brushed it off, thinking it was just habit. During our last frantic coupling, it was all Doc's and Marlena's. It was far too serious, far too angsty for sweet and gentle endearments. I have longed to hear these affectionate words from him for so long. His baby's, his sweetheart's, his pretty lady's. He knows how to make me feel like the most beautiful, most loved woman on the planet. He knows how to make me feel like I am the most important person in his life.

He moves his hips, pushing against my entrance and I move my knees about his hips, opening myself up to him. "Ready baby?" he pants. "I'll try and take it slow. Tell me if it hurts at all."

"Don't worry about slow," I moan. "I just want you inside me."

"I love you," he groans as he breaches the tight, thrumming folds, the head of his cock pushing into me. "Oh Doc, oh baby I love you so much."

"Ohhhh," I inhale a sharp breath as the pain comes. He possesses quite a sizable 'member', and it has been a long, long time since I've had sex. It always takes me some time to adjust to his girth, and four years with no love has made me nervous and tight.

"Too much?" he asks softly.

"No. I need you to wait," I tell him, trying not to grit my teeth. "Stay right there."

"You want to..? We don't have to do this now if it's too much," he tenderly strokes the tousled hair from my forehead.

"Oh no," I shake my head in determination. "You are not getting away from me now, Mister!" I curl my arms around his neck with a small, nervous smile. "Please... please. We're so close." I can't bear the thought that this moment I have waited so long for might be snatched from me by my own nervousness, by my own uncooperative body.

"Okay, okay, just relax honey," he says softly, brushing butterfly kisses against my jaw and my lips. "We can take our time. We have plenty."

I think we both know we really don't have a lot of that. Kristen is somewhere in this hospital and if she knows John has come looking for me, she is going to come after him, sooner or later. But I appreciate his effort at trying to take the pressure off.

"I love you," I whisper as his tongue toys with my earlobe before he sucks it between his sensitive lips and nibbles it softly. "Oh, I love you so much."

"Oh baby, I love you too," his breath is warm against my ear, his lips soft on my neck. I sigh and then whimper as he kisses that spot below and slightly behind my ear. He follows it up by licking it and then sucking on the sensitive skin. I groan and move my hips upwards so that he slips slightly deeper into me. It still hurts but it's starting to feel good. That good kind of pain when your body starts to relax and accommodate something that you know is going to end up feeling incredible.

"Oh Doc," he groans as I feel him withdraw slightly. "You feel so good, baby."

"More," I gasp, feeling the emptiness of his retreat. My hips roll and I let out a lengthy sigh as he pushes slightly deeper into me. I can feel every inch of him, but it feels better and better as the moments pass. "Oh God," I thread my fingers through his hair and arch my head away from him, pressing my body harder against his. He licks the skin at the base of my throat and sighs happily.

"You taste so good, Doc," he says as he runs his hand down the back of my thigh, keeping my hips in place as he pulls out and then pushes himself inside me even further. I groan and roll my hips up to accept even more of him.

"Oh, John," I pant. "Mmmm, more baby. That feels so good."

"More? Deeper?" He wants to make sure, and I love him for that. I love him for everything. He is the most amazing person I have ever had the privilege of knowing. Of loving. I am a one-man woman and this man is my whole world.

"Deeper," I nod, pressing my breasts against his chest as encourage him to slide further into me. "Oh, fuck!"

"Should I stop?" he asks, worried.

"NO!" I practically shout. "Oh, God, No!" I press my lips together and try to repress the cry of pleasure that wants to slip forth. But then he bucks his hips and pushes even deeper into my inner recesses and there is nothing I can do to control myself. "Oh fuck, yes baby!" I cry, as I wrap my calves around his hips and his taut ass and welcome him deep inside me. "Oh, oh! Oh shit, John. Oh God, I have missed you!"