Court of Ivy and Desire

I'm With You

Trey

I chased after Maya as she stormed out of the dining room, her footsteps echoing through the hall. Aurora's revelation was a lot to take in especially for Maya.  

"Maya, wait!" I called out, catching up to her in the corridor. She stopped abruptly, turning to face me with fire in her eyes.

"What!" she snapped, her voice trembling with frustration.

"I want to be there for you," I stepped closer. I wanted to comfort her in any way she'll let me. "I know this is a lot to take in, but I am not going to let you process this alone."

She laughed bitterly. "Maybe I need to be alone. My whole life has been a lie, Trey. How can I trust anything or anyone anymore?"

I took a deep breath, trying to find the right words to calm her down. I knew that her trusting me mattered and it was time to tell her the truth about me. "Maya, there's something you need to know about me, too. I'm not just—"

"Not just what, Trey?" she interrupted, her eyes searching mine with a mixture of desperation and anger. "Is it another big secret? Another lie? If it is, I don't' think I can-"

I hesitated, the moment slipping away. "It's not like that. I—"

She cut me off again. "What is it then? Just tell me!" I could see that she was losing control of her emotions. We stood there, the tension between us so tense as she waited for me to speak. She was spiraling and telling her my secret may be just the thing to push her over the edge. In a moment of desperation, I did the only thing I could think of to stop her from spiraling further. I kissed her.

 At first, she stiffened in my arms. But then, slowly, she began to kiss me back, her lips softening against mine. The anger and frustration seemed to melt away, replaced by a fierce, passionate need. I picked her up effortlessly, carrying her towards her bedroom. When we entered the room, I laid her down gently before I reclaimed her lips, savoring the warmth and softness. The kiss deepened, our tongues battling back and forth. My hands moved to her blouse, unbuttoning it and sliding it off her shoulders. I nipped at her neck and shoulders, teasing her skin, drawing a moan from her lips.

I lifted myself off her, causing her to frown in confusion. "What's wrong?" she asked, her voice breathless.

I gazed at her, the sight of her vulnerability and beauty beneath me made my heart ache. "You're beautiful and vulnerable right now, and I don't want to take advantage of that," I answered softly.

Maya smiled, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "What if I want you to? You're the only I can trust right now."

I closed my eyes, fighting the temptation. "Don't say that."

"Say what? That I want you because I do, Trey. I want you so bad that it hurts and I'm tired of resisting."

Hearing her say that nearly broke my strength of determination. "Maya," I breathed out, my voice strained with desire.

"Please, Trey," she begged, her eyes pleading with mine.

I took a deep breath, unable to hold back any longer. I kissed her again, more urgently this time. Our clothes quickly came off, and I hovered over her, admiring the beauty of her body.

"Damn, you are gorgeous," I whispered, my voice filled with awe. Maya's confidence radiated as she traced her fingers down my abs, her touch sending shivers through me. Her eyes glowing a red tint.

"You are too, handsome," she replied, her hand moving to my back. She traced the scars from my time in captivity, and I tensed for a moment before relaxing under her gentle touch.

Suddenly, I flipped her over, positioning her on top of me. I held her waist as I took a nipple into my mouth, sucking and licking at the sensitive bud. Maya's eyes rolled back, and she began to grind against me, her wetness increasing my arousal. Lifting her up, I positioned her center over my face and began to devour her, my tongue working her clit with relentless precision. 

"Ahhh Trey!" she cried out, her hands gripping my hair as she rode the waves of pleasure. I held her thighs tightly, preventing her from pulling away until she came, shuddering and moaning above me. She collapsed onto me, panting heavily.

 "Wow," she murmured, her body still trembling from her release.

I smirked, not done with her yet. "You are delicious," I said, licking my lips.

"You are a freak!" Maya giggled, the sound like music to my ears.

"A freak that wants some more of you," I teased.

Maya smiled smugly. "Hmm, let me think about it."

I waited, amused, as she lined her center with my hard length before lowering herself onto me. The tightness around me made me groan, and I helped steady her as she adjusted to the size. Once she was ready, she began to move, slowly at first, then faster, her pace increasing as she rode me with a lack of restraint.

I matched her rhythm, wrapping my arms around her waist and thrusting up into her. "Yes!" she hollered; her voice filled with pleasure.

"You feel so good," I muttered. We moved together, a perfect harmony of desire and need, losing ourselves in the moment, in each other. And in that moment, everything else faded away. I felt myself get harder and I flipped her over before placing both legs on one side of my shoulder. I slowly entered her and began moving at a pace that was both agonizing and pleasurable. I watched how she enjoyed taking me. Her expression was beautiful. Occasionally, her mouth would open as she takes in a deep breath. Her soft moans does something to me. It was like a signal to keep moving inside of her. My arousal was building up and I was so closing to releasing myself inside of her.

"Please Trey," Maya begged. "Please don't stop."

I didn't have any intentions. I wanted to show her how I felt about her through our love making. I wanted to pour out my heart and soul to her. I increased my speed and tried to hold back, just to feel her warmth a little longer. Maya's legs began to shake as she was on the verge of cumming again. "You're right there. Just let it go, baby."

She did just as I told her. I kept going until I couldn't hold back and with one last thrust, hot spurts of my fluids shot into her. After we both calmed down, I slid out of her and pulled her into my arms. I've never felt so content and comfortable. Our connection was beyond what was expected from both of us. Right now, the only thing that mattered was the connection we shared, the intimate moment that I would forever cherish. There was unspoken promise that we would face whatever came next, together. But there was still my secret. I knew I needed to come clean, but right now, it wasn't the right time.