AN: My fellow aca-people, this is it. This is the end. U_U Do you know how hard it was for me to mark this as 'Complete'? Do you?! I almost cried and threw my computer out my window. But then I remembered I still had that unfinished game of Solitaire so I didn't.
Sorry this last chapter took me so long to post. It's as though my brain and heart knew what it meant so the bitches conspired against me and kept me from being able to produce anything fordays!
But alas, here we are. I hope this story has been as fun to read as it was to write. :)
I dedicate this last chapter to all of you! 'Cause whether you guys feel the same or not, I consider you all my mothereffin friends. T_T
Tori
Love is one of the most selfishly selfless emotions we are capable of feeling.
The way we so desperately seek for the happiness of the other person, because only then can we ourselves truly be happy.
I guess that's the difference between making love and having sex.
I know I don't have much to base myself on, given that I've only been with two people in my entire life. But even then… I think back to my experience with Steven. It was quick and awkward and over before I could even understand what was happening. There was absolutely no connection between us, though I was so sure I loved him. Throughout it all, he was solely focused on getting off while I waited and waited for the good sensations that never came. And neither did I. Ha! Jade would be proud of my little pun.
Jade.
How can I even begin to explain how it is with Jade?
I was as nervous and scared the first time with her as I was with Steven. But it wasn't so much from fear of what was gonna happen to me, or how I was going to feel. No. I was nervous because I didn't want to disappoint her. Satisfying her was the only outcome I knew would make me happy in the end. And I seriously doubted my ability to make that happen.
But suddenly, it became so much more than that. Touching her, kissing her, savoring her… Making her feel good became my ultimate pleasure. But not because that's what I had originally wanted. No, that was just an amazing bonus. Doing all these things to her was as gratifying for me as it was for her. And that's all I could focus on. The feel of her skin, the taste of her lips, the sight of her writhing in ecstasy as I greedily ravished her entire being.
See what I'm saying?
Selfishly selfless.
Like now, for example. Our hot, sweaty bodies move in beautiful synch as we become lost in one another. Her hips rock in rhythm with my hand while my fingers strum her skillfully. Her eyes squeeze shut and her head arches back, which in turn causes her chest to align perfectly to my face. I, of course, immediately seize the opportunity and hungrily attach my mouth to her breast.
"Tori…"
God, I love it when she says my name like that. All breathy, and moany, and just- ugh… so – freaking – sexy.
I want to hear it again.
I need to hear it again.
I always do. Because it's an affirmation that I, and only I, make her feel this way. That it's because of me, and only me, that the usually calm and always in control Jade West is willinglysubmitting to my complete and utter dominance.
So I do the things that I know will cause her to say it again, and again, and again.
'Cause you know… love makes you selfish like that.
