People Like Us

29: Needy

-----------TWO WEEKS LATER----------

POV: Olivia

It's mid August, the heat overwhelming all of us. High 90s, sometimes 100s. But today, we go all the way to high 70s with some rain and thunder. It lasts all day, and Ethan and I spend most of it in bed, getting a little impatient.

He kisses me passionately, rubbing my waist with his hands, up and down. He's different today, Amy's different. I won't lie, I'm nervous and scared, but maybe he'll wait a day or two. Why am I putting this off? I don't know.

He's shirtless, which makes me weak. I'm not afraid to trace a finger over his abs while he continues with me. He trails down to my neck and I try to keep quiet with the moans. My hands crawl back to his shoulder blades and my fingertips press in a bit to the pleasure. His hands caress my waist, fingers almost to my spine. Then they start moving.

Ethan's hands slide down past my hips, and under my legs, which are currently together. His fingers glide under my thigh, lifting up and pushing out. Simply, he spreads my legs and puts himself in between. My stomach jumps and I can barely breathe.

Then, more things I can't handle. His hand trails up to just below my abdomen, my weakness. He runs up and down, teasing me and pressing down for additional pleasure. I whimper, resorting to gripping the sheets. I bite my lip and he stares down at me, sensually.

I moan out and he has to over my mouth himself before continuing. I sigh, thinking about returning the favor. It makes me nervous but I decide to give it a try. I reach my hand down and palm him.

He let's out a groan, opening his mouth,"Oh god, babe..."

Scared to stop, I rub, guessing in which way to go. He continues moaning and groaning, so I continue. So does he.

"Fuck, Ethan... ugh,"I sigh.

He smirks, mid-moan,"I fucking love it when you moan my name."

I stop, making him stop, and tell him to sit up. I sit in his lap, my legs spread over him. Now, both of our weaknesses are against each other. All we need is friction, which is my job.

I grind my hips against him, the grown bump rubbing back on me. We moan at the same time and I wrap my arms around his neck as I continue. He needs this, I can tell. His hands grip my ass, which I also get some pleasuring benefit from. His hands on my ass, he helps me with the grinding, helping both of us. The heat rises and he fondles it, gaining more moans and sighs from me.

Ethan is never like this... this is the difference. He's needy, just like me, and is showing me he needs me. Just the same as I need him. But I'm scared still, for the real thing. I don't want to be awkward and screw my chances.

But I'm liking this new side of Ethan.

What if we can actually... finish each other like this?

I moan at the thought.

Then. The tension rises in the knot in my stomach, oh my god, he just might.

"Baby, oh god,"I sigh, looking him in the eyes to tell him.

He smirks,"Come on baby, you can do it."

"Wh-ahhhh- what about you?"I tremble in his grip.

He smiles,"I don't care. Just helping you is good enough for me."

I grind harder, needing it more. He rocks his hips up to help me and my breathing is uneasy. As I feel the high coming on fast, I grab his cheeks and kiss him, just as it crashes. I moan out, signaling my finish to him.

His hands move from my ass to my waist, holding me tight as I twitch uncontrollably. My heart races and I sigh, letting the finish flush it's way out of my system. I sit there, in Ethan's lap, barely comprehending what he just made me do.

Our foreheads touch and I whimper in his arms. His green eyes stare into mine and he whispers,"That, was beautiful. Liv, I... wow..."

His hand caresses my cheek,"You helped me, too."

I gasp,"What?!"

I blush, really hard as he smiles and nods. Then, a call comes from downstairs,"Liv! Wanna get some lunch?"

I call back,"Sure! I'll be down in a minute."

I change lightning fast, brushing my bed head hair and fixing myself up. I'm reaching into the cabinet under the sink when I see something that makes my stomach jump. I finish fixing up before rushing down the stairs. Amy meets me at the garage door and I slip my flip flops on. We head out, and I have lingering thoughts about what happened between Ethan and I.

But in the bathroom... the sight of the box of condoms scares me.

POV: Ethan

I collapse back onto the bed, breathing out. I'm gonna have to change my pants and boxers, considering the mess. I lay there for a while, dazed and dreamy about Liv. That was perfect. How she finished was beautiful and perfect. Tonight's the night. I have to plan everything. I want tonight to be unforgettable.

I get reservations at the Palm again, get the soap ready by the big bathtub and make the bed. I head out after changing and go to the flower store, buy two bouquet's of red roses, one for my plan and one for her. I go get a strand of LED rope lights and come back to line it around the back of the tube so we can have low lighting. I grab a few candles placing them on either side of the front of the tub but not lighting them. I place one on the nightstand and one on the dresser.

Then, I take my bouquet and pick the petals off, sprinkling them over the made bed. Once all the petals are off and are spread evenly, I go down stairs to throw the stems out. I come back up to see Mark caught my work. He looks around the room before turning around and seeing me.

"Are you doing it tonight?"he asks.

I nod,"That's what I hope."

"Look at me,"he grabs my shoulders before continuing,"Take it slow, don't rush anything, no matter how bad you want it. Go at her pace unless she wants to speed it up. Got it?"

I nod,"Mark."

"Yeah?"

"I'm nervous... I've never done it either."

"You think I had before Amy and I?"he chuckles,"It's not that hard to figure it out. Just hold her and never, never let go."