Falling for the Fire

Chapter 37

*Ariana's POV

Brooklyn's grin grew as I agreed to her proposition, and I laid there nervously. I wasn't sure why I was so nervous, but the idea of doing another new thing with her had sent butterflies shooting through my stomach.

She grabbed the harness and pulled it on, making adjustments to it as I watched. Shit that thing was big.

Owen was obviously the last man that I had been with, and let's just say that he wasn't nearly as well-endowed as what Brooklyn was currently pulling on.

She crawled back on to the bed and positioned herself over top of me. I looked up at her as she licked her hand and ran it over the length that was now attached to her.

She held on to it and guided it towards my entrance, slowly pushing the tip in. I groaned at the feeling as I reached up and held on to her arm.

She grabbed on to my leg and positioned it so it was resting over the top of her shoulder as she continued to push further in.

Her movements were slow, giving me time to adjust as she went. She leaned over top of me, giving me a quick kiss as she started to thrust her hips back and forth.

"Does that feel good?" She asked, keeping her lips against mine.

I nodded eagerly, feeling like I was unable to form any type of sentence.

She kissed me again as she pushed deeper, and my arm came up and wrapped around the back of her neck. My fingernails dug into her skin as my moaning increased and the pleasure continued to rise to the surface.

Brooklyn took my leg off of her shoulder, moving it to the side so she could press her body into mine.

She was fully inside of me now, and the faster she moved, the more mind blowing the pleasure became.

I moaned and breathed deeply between kisses as I held on tightly to her.

I felt like I was extremely close to having an orgasm take me over, but Brooklyn slowed down her movements and pulled away.

"Turn over," she said breathlessly.

My chest was rising and falling rapidly, and I wanted to protest when she stopped. She gave me one stern look with her darkened eyes and I quickly turned and got on to my hands and knees.

She grabbed on to my hips and pulled me back towards her as I leaned my forearms down on to the bed.

I closed my eyes and let out a low groan as I felt her push inside of me again. She held on tightly to me as she thrust deeper.

Her skin hit against mine as the whole length of the strap-on slammed into me. I was dangerously close to hitting my climax, and I didn't want her to stop.

"Harder," I breathed, "please."

Brooklyn's hand wrapped around my waist as she became more forceful with her rhythm. When her fingers found my clit and started to rub against it, I felt like I was going to come undone.

"Cum for me Ari," she groaned out.

I bit down on my forearm as my body tensed up, and I thought I was going to collapse.

Her fingers continued over my clit as the length hit every possible pleasurable spot inside of me.

"Fuck...fuck," I moaned as my whole body shuddered and a blinding orgasm took over.

Brooklyn kept an arm around my waist and held on tightly as I rode the wave of pleasure. When I felt like I couldn't hold myself up anymore, I finally let my body fall on to the bed.

She slowly pulled out as she kissed up my spine and to the back of my neck.

I kept my eyes closed and tried to catch my breath as I heard her taking the harness off. She tossed it aside and laid down next to me as she put her hand on the side of my face, trailing her thumb along my jaw.

"Are you alive over there?" She asked teasingly.

"Just barely," I responded as I opened my eyes to look at her.

Her gaze had softened, and she leaned in and gently kissed me.

"That was..." I started, "fuck, I don't even know how to describe it."

She smirked at me and shrugged, like she knew that she was that damn good.

"This is why you should trust me," she said.

"I never said that I didn't," I told her, "but believe me, I always will after that."

She laughed quietly as I moved over closer to her and draped an arm over her waist. This might have been the first time that I didn't have to remind her not to run off the second that we were done having sex.

I gave her a number of quick kisses before I tilted my head down and rested it against her chest. Her hand had moved down to my arm, and her fingertips slowly trailed up and down.

I felt like I was on the verge of falling asleep, and I didn't want to push anything too far by trying to stay the night.

"I should go," I finally forced myself to say.

"Okay," she said quietly, letting her hand fall away from me.

We both got out of bed, and I started to put my clothes back on while Brooklyn wrapped a blanket around herself. She walked with me to the door and grabbed ahold of my hand before I could walk out.

"See you later," she said, leaning in to kiss me.

"Bye Brooklyn," I grinned.

It seemed like she was starting to act quite a bit differently when we were together, but I was trying not to read too much into it. I couldn't.

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A few days later when Friday came around, Brooklyn and I were on the way to my house shortly after work.

I parked my car and she pulled in behind me before we both got out and walked towards the front door.

We were almost inside when I heard another car door shut, and I turned around to see my mom walking towards me.

Brooklyn glanced over at me, but she stepped out of the way when my mom got closer.

"Hi Ari," she said, "I'm sorry to just show up like this but I really need to talk to you."

I was trying to stay calm, but I could feel my anger bubbling to the surface.

"Talk about what mom?" I asked, "how you cheated on dad with his best friend? Or was there something else?"

"Ari that's not -"

"Oh no, wait," I cut her off as my talking quickly turned into yelling, "you must mean how you left me to watch dad die while you went and fucked his best friend behind his back, is that it or have I missed something?"

"Ariana please," she pleaded, "that's not how it went and you know it."

"Are you fucking kidding me?" I asked, letting out a sarcastic laugh, "that's exactly how it went, I literally had to sit there by myself and hold his hand as he died, because -"

My voice cracked before I could finish, but I forced myself to keep going.

"Because you were too busy running around with Jack to fucking care!" I yelled, "do you not realize what that did to me? What it's still doing to me?"

I felt the tears start to well up in the corner of my eyes, and there was nothing that I could do to stop them. I didn't want all of this to be happening in front of Brooklyn, but I couldn't hold back any longer.

"Listen Ariana," my mom said, "this obviously isn't how I wanted this to go, and I was hoping that we could have a better conversation before I told you this."

She paused, and I narrowed my eyes as I waited for her to continue.

"Jack and I, we..." she started, "we're getting married."

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