Not This Time

Jon: February 14, 1986

     When I'd asked, I'd only meant for one kiss.
     But one kiss turned into two.
     Then two turned into three.
     Then it was way more than three, but I'd stopped counting.
     I'd told myself that this was only happening because we were both drunk and lonely on Valentine's Day, but with each kiss I believed it less. I couldn't deny it anymore; despite all her attempts to convince me that I was supposed to be with Dotty, I'd fallen for Nina instead.
     With Nina's hands on my shoulders, I slid mine up her waist, wrapped my arms around her middle, and pulled her to me. Just like that, she was pressed against me and any thought I might have had about pulling away from her had vanished. I could feel her heart racing, just like mine was. It was exciting to think that I did that to her. I walked her backwards toward the couch so we could sit, but she propped herself against the back of the arm rest and that's where we stayed.
     She didn't seem to care that my hands wandered from her waist upward toward her chest. In fact, she smiled into the kiss. I could feel her hands playing with the baby hairs on the back of my neck. With the very thought of it, one of my hands slid up the back of her neck and into her hair as well. The other hand slid down to rest in one of her jean pockets. Nina made a small, pleased sound when I did this, but continued to kiss me hungrily.
     One of her hands slipped down and tugged on my shirt hem. A second or two later, her other hand followed the first one down and she ran both of them up my chest, under my shirt. I broke the kiss and smirked at her. She watched me with a small smile as I pulled my shirt off. Then she ran her hands over my bare chest, seemingly unfazed by my chest hair, and pulled me back to her.
     I grinned as she trailed kisses along my shoulder and up my neck. She kissed my cheek on her way back to my lips. After a minute or two, she pulled away and looked at me, breathing heavy. She looked over my chest and then shook her head. I watched in surprise as she pulled her own shirt over her head. She set it on the back of the couch and smirked at me.
     I couldn't help staring at her breasts, how they rose and fell with her breathing. I leaned forward and kissed her again, but my hands were between us, kneading through her bra. She smiled into the kiss. I leaned down to kiss her breastbone, slipping her brastrap off one shoulder in the process. I slid my hands around her waist and up her back, enjoying her reaction. She grinned when she realized what I was reaching for.
     With a slight laugh, she reached back and helped me unclasp her bra. She shimmied out of it and tossed it off somewhere. I smiled and stepped a little closer, leaning forward to kiss her. I guess I got too close.
     Nina tried to grab the back of the couch as she lost her balance, but her hand pulled up the shirt she'd left there earlier. My hands had been resting on her waist, but I didn't react quick enough to catch her. Her legs came up as she fell and I was forced to jump out of the way to avoid getting hit in the balls. She landed on the couch and then rolled off onto the floor, laughing the entire way. Holy crap, she was drunk.
     What was I talking about? I was drunk. I ran a hand through my hair, taking a few deep breaths to clear my head. I'd only asked to kiss her, how had this happened? I stepped over to help the giggling girl off the floor. She plopped down on the couch and shook her head. I sat down next to her and leaned my head back against the back of the couch. I looked over at her and waited for her to stop laughing.
     "Are you alright?" I asked her, trying to catch my breath. With an annoyed scoff, I looked down at my crotch. I reached into my pants and repositioned my dick so it wouldn't press against my pants so uncomfortably. It was embarrassing enough that she'd be able to see my boner. I'd only asked for the one kiss; The last thing I wanted to do was assume she wanted me too. Nina brushed her hair out of her face, still taking heavy breaths, and shook her head. She continued shaking her head as she scooted closer to me.
     "No," she breathed, leaning toward me, "I'm horny." A slow grin spread across my face and I raised an eyebrow at her as she ran a hand over my bare chest.
     "Really?" I joked with a small chuckle, "I hadn't noticed." I leaned my head back again and rubbed my face. Nina swung one of her legs over mine and straddled me. I blinked at her and, before I thought about it too long, let my gaze drift over her body. I paused at the fly of her jeans and bit my lip thinking about all the things I'd like to do. Then I closed my eyes and shook my head. "You're drunk," I reminded us both.
     Nina scoffed, "I'm no more drunk than you are!"
     "Yeah," I agreed without opening my eyes. That didn't make the situation any better. I leaned my head back yet again, trying with all my might not to look at her.
     "Uuugh," Nina groaned, leaning her head on my shoulder. "There's so much tension between us, Rockstar!" she complained, "Things are going to start getting weird if we don't fuck soon."
     I opened my eyes and stared at her ceiling. At first I thought she was serious, but then she giggled. It must have been the wine talking. She left soft little kisses on my shoulder and then trailed them up my neck. When I leaned my head forward so she couldn't torment me like that anymore, she frowned and rested her forehead against mine.
     She just barely touched her lips to mine and whispered, "Do you want me, Rockstar?" I nodded, nodding her head as well. "Then come on," she breathed before repeating the same barely-there kiss again.
     I pulled her in and gave her a real kiss in response. God, I wanted her more than she could understand. She grinned and kissed me back eagerly. She moved her hips against mine. A fleeting image of Mystique's lap dance flashed in my head, but it was gone before I could realize that what I'd seen wasn't Nina. The idea of Nina giving me a lap dance only turned me on more, bringing my attention to my very persistent boner and the fact that I hadn't exactly planned for this. Shit. I groaned and pushed away from her. She stared at me in confusion.
     "I don't have a condom," I grumbled.
     Nina blinked, but seemed otherwise unconcerned. "I'm clean, are you clean?" she asked.
     I nodded. "Yeah, but STDs aren't the only thing we-" Nina cut me off with a kiss. She let out an airy laugh, shaking her head as she kissed me again.
     "Birth..control," she said between kisses.
     Thank God! I thought as I stuck my tongue into her mouth. I slipped one hand into the back of her jeans to rest on her ass and I supported the small of her back with the other hand. Nina wrapped her legs around my waist in surprise as I stood. She giggled a little, but held onto me all the same. Her fingers played in my hair as I kissed what was in front of me: her breastbone, her shoulder, her neck.
     I navigated blindly through her living room, stopping only once when she guided my face back to where she could kiss me. I nudged open her bedroom door with my foot and stumbled into the room. Nina stopped kissing me and reached past us to push the door closed. I stopped at the foot of her bed and she unwrapped her legs from around my waist to step down onto the mattress.
     I planted soft kisses on her stomach, taking pleasure in the airy little sound that each kiss produced. I looked up at her with a grin as I unbuttoned her jeans. She watched me do this, but didn't object. I unzipped the fly and tugged on her pants, smirking up at her when I saw her underwear.
     "Don't give me that look," she laughed, "I wasn't expecting this either!"
     "Mmh, granny panties," I teased. She wrinkled her nose at me, but I ignored it, tracing my fingers along the sensitive skin above her pantyline. I stared up at her as I did this, tracing lower and lower with each inch that I pulled her underwear down. Her eyes were closed and she seemed to be enjoying it.
     I slid her underwear down her legs to join the puddle of her jeans at her ankles. She stepped out of them and kicked the pile onto the floor at my feet. I looked back up at her admiringly as I ran my hands back up her legs.
     Nina shook her head and dropped to her knees so that we were level. "Your turn," she whispered before leaning forward to kiss me. I could feel her unbuttoning my pants. One hand kneaded one of her breasts as she unzipped my fly, the other traipsed down her front toward her legs. As Nina pushed at my pants to get them off, I pushed a finger into her. She gasped into the kiss, giving me the opportunity to slip my tongue into her mouth again.
     Her hands were still on my pants, but they weren't doing anything. She was too preoccupied with what I was doing to her. She sucked gently on my tongue and pushed, weakly, at my jeans again. Once she got them off my hips and over my ass, they fell around my ankles. We both broke the kiss and looked down. I brought my eyes back up at her with a smirk and I curled my finger up inside her. She let out a moan, grabbing my shoulders and falling forward against my chest. Oh man, that sound.
     She kissed along my collarbone, searching my skin for sensitive spots, as I took the liberty of making things a little hotter. I wrapped my free arm around her and squeezed her ass, pulling her toward me and slipping another finger into her in the process. She had kissed up to my jaw by this point, and moaned in my ear. Then she returned to my lips and resumed kissing me as I touched her.
     After a few minutes, Nina pulled away from kissing me. She bit her lip with a teasing smile and moved away from me. I watched her as she scooted back on her bed. She was taunting me. I wiped my fingers on my boxers and crawled onto the bed after her. She let me get close, but the first thing she did was reach for my boxers. She pushed me over and pulled my boxers down my legs. I grinned at her excitement as she tossed my boxers off the side of the bed.
     I pulled her back to me and kissed her. I wanted to touch her again. I wanted to make her make that sound again. Before I could even reach down, however, she was pulling away from me once more. She left kisses along my neck, then trailed them over my shoulder and through my chest hair. Her hair dragging across my skin tickled a little, but I didn't want to laugh; I knew it would ruin the moment.
     I was glad I didn't, too. She didn't hesitate when she got to my dick. She took the head into her mouth and sucked gently, teasingly. My breath caught as she took more of me into her mouth. I could feel her tongue as she moved her lips up and down. She knew what she was doing. Her fingers wrapped around whatever she couldn't get in her mouth, squeezing slightly whenever she sucked. It felt so good. After a few unfairly short minutes, I could feel the pressure building. I knew I'd come if I didn't stop her.
     I tapped her head and laughed a little, out of breath. "Nina," I chuckled, "Stop!"
     She looked up at me, confused, and licked her lips. "Stop?" she questioned as I sat up, "You don't like it?" She stood on all fours over my waist, watching me for an answer. I smirked and shook my head as I leaned toward her.
     "God no," I assured her, "I loved it. You were doing great, but.." I shook my head and kissed her as I pushed her over onto her back. Her arm came up around my shoulders as I laid her down. I broke the kiss, staying close to whisper, "I want to fuck you before I get finished." I didn't give her a chance to respond before I kissed her again.
     She brought her other hand up into my hair and ran her fingers through it as I kissed along her jaw. She made a sweet, pleased sound when I reached a spot beneath her ear. I smirked and sucked there lightly. I could feel her make a fist in my hair, but she didn't pull. Her skin against mine was soft, but warm. Even though we were both already hot, I couldn't help wanting to press against her. I loved the way she felt.
     I kissed her ear softly and breathed, "Are you ready?" She only nodded, trying to catch her breath. I could feel the rise and fall of her chest against mine with every heavy breath she took. I grinned, sitting up so I could position myself. I reached down and got my dick in place. With one more quick glance up at her face, I pushed into her.
     She gasped and her breathing grew excited. I wanted to watch her face, but she felt so good around me, I had to close my eyes; I had to savor it for a minute. I felt her fingers sliding up the back of my neck again, into my hair and she moaned.
     "Fuck, you're tight," I groaned against her shoulder. She let out an airy laugh. Then a thought occurred to me, something I hadn't thought to ask. Oh God, I was going to look like a total idiot, but I had to know. I paused and looked down at her. "Shit. You're not-"
     "Don't say it!" Nina interrupted, laughing. I mean, really laughing. "I'm not," she laughed, "But way to think of that after you're already inside me, Rockstar!" She brought her hand to her face and swept some of her hair out of her mouth as her laughter dwindled to a giggle.
     "Sorry," I muttered, chuckling a little too, "You're just so.." I trailed off with a small groan.
     She bit her lip and nodded a little. "I know," she sighed, "It's just been a while..so whatever you do, don't stop!"
     She moved her hips toward mine, as if I needed any encouragement. I closed my eyes as I started moving again. Not once in my life had I ever thought there was anything romantic or beautiful about sex, but oh my God, she felt amazing. Every so often she would breathe my name as I thrust into her. Her hands were somewhere different every time I noticed.
     After a minute, I could feel one of her knees up around the side of my ribcage. I glanced under my arm at her leg and brought my hand back to hold her leg forward. Nina made another soft, pleased noise when I did this. I wasn't sure why she liked her leg way up there; it seemed like it would be uncomfortable to me, but she appeared to enjoy it, so I didn't argue. She hooked her other leg around mine as if to keep me there, as if I would go somewhere if she didn't.
     I leaned forward and kissed her neck, searching for another sensitive spot to tease her with. Nina tried to turn her head so she could kiss me, which was when we both realized that the hand that I held myself up on was resting on her hair.
     "Ow!" she scoffed, reached up to try to move my hand. "Rockstar, my hair," she snickered.
     I leaned back a bit and moved my hand so she could brush her hair out of the way. "Sorry," I muttered, bracing myself with my hand against her headboard before leaning toward her again. She smirked at me and pulled me closer so she could kiss me.
     It sounds cliché and stupid, but everything felt perfect; it seemed like time slowed down until that kiss was over. When it was, I opened my eyes and she gazed back up at me. She licked her lips and glanced down at where we were moving in perfect time together. I followed her gaze and realized that time hadn't slowed, I had.
     Steadily, I started pushing into her a little faster, a little harder, as if every thrust would take me deeper. She held onto me, but her eyes were closed. My own eyes were drawn to her boobs bouncing back and forth every time I pushed in.
     Nina brought her leg even further up and hooked her knee over my shoulder. I glanced at her knee, so close to my face, in surprise and heard her giggle at my reaction.
     "Sorry," she laughed, out of breath as she ran her hand through her slightly sweaty hair, "I just.... Oh God, it feels..." she couldn't get a whole thought out between breaths. I loved that I was the one who got her so excited.
     I smirked and kissed the inside of her knee, holding her leg on my shoulder as I pumped a little harder. She liked that, as indicated by the light moan she let out. I could feel the tension rising. I was close.
     "Jon," she breathed.
     I watched her face. Her eyes were closed and she sucked on her lower lip. I was almost there, I could feel it. I picked up the pace out of habit, closing my eyes too. It always felt like one more thrust would do me in.
     "Jon," she moaned. Her fingers tightened their grip where they held onto my arms. Everything about her tensed up and she shook with anticipation. Those last few thrusts as her walls closed around me were enough to send me over.
     "Holy--!" I called out with a sigh of relief as I came.
     "Oh, God, Jon!" she cried, climaxing a mere second of two after me.
     I let go of her knee so I could hold myself up. She removed her leg from my shoulder and set it down on the bed. Dropping to rest over her on my elbows, I tried desperately to catch my breath. She was doing the same, smiling just a little. I slid a hand up her body, from her hip, over her stomach, cupping one of her breasts for just a minute before trailing my hand over her shoulder and up her neck, into her hair. I stared, admiring her despite her sweaty, tired appearance.
     "God, you're beautiful," I sighed, still staring at her. She giggled a little and shook her head, but didn't say anything in response. I leaned forward and kissed her gently. For me, the alcohol had started wearing off sometime during the sex, but I could still taste the wine in her kiss.
     I rolled off of her and she turned to face me. She looked like she was looking for something to say. I watched her with a knowing grin as she tried to figure out what to follow that up with, her eyes drifting away from mine as she thought. After a minute or so, she simply looked back at me with a small smile.
     "Hi," she whispered. I chuckled and pulled her closer. Hi was right. That was incredible. Nina cuddled up against me and left soft kisses at the nape of my neck. I leaned my head back into her pillow and closed my eyes, letting her do her thing. Now that we'd gotten that out of our systems, I was exhausted. She kissed my lips one more time before getting comfortable. Then I fell asleep with a smile on my face and her in my arms.