The Hardest YOU Hart!

XXV CHAPTER: MINDING SOLUTIONS, AVOIDING INTRUSIONS

After a few hours with my family and friends in the family room, I am officially tired.

- Well dad, I am so glad to have you back home, I am also really happy to be back. It has been too much in too little, so I guess I need to rest. Do you guys need anything else? -

- No sweetie, thanks! We are good. Go to the bed and take a fine rest. -

- All right then! Oh, and before I forget, it is such a relief to have you all here as well. Thank you, guys for being by my side during this difficult time! I truly appreciate it. -

I really meant this. Thank god Nova was in the backyard taking some fresh air. Otherwise I would feel like a total liar or such a hypocrite.

- Aw. It is good to have you back, Olie. We missed you so much. - My boys said.

- I say the same. - Charmont said with the signature smile on her face.

I think there was a click between her and my brother, but I would not bet on them two, just yet. After getting to know the Waltz, I really understand what Tessa meant when she warned me about these girls.

LATER THAT NIGHT, I was ecstatic after taking a hot bath in my hot-tub. I have been missing it so much. Not only this but the rest of my life here in Rhode Island. Well, except the Jason part. I know it is such a cliché, but it is part of what I am and who I am now.

I was sitting on my chair, wearing my bathrobe, looking at myself through the mirror, with my headphones on and some Taylor Swift singing about not being a princess, not in a fairytale... Not needing anyone to come in a White Horse to save her, rescue her, when suddenly, I realized my reflection was not alone.

Standing by my side, was no other than Nova Waltz wearing a black night dress, looking at me with her sexy eyes, with the deepest, darkest blue in them. I can sense the desire in her oceans, I smell the arousal of her body and mine?

Her right hand touches my right bare shoulder and my entire body clinches at once. My skin responding with countless goosebumps and starts to scream for her. My craving for Nova is desperate! I have never had this necessity for someone before. I am dying to take her, for letting myself to be taken by her. I can feel her in my whole self, just with the touching of her fingertips.

Her fingers begin to play a wonderful symphony on my skin. Now her other hand is on my left shoulder, where my skin is already uncovered from the robe. Our eyes connect with each other through the mirror, and she is the most beautiful creature I have ever witnessed. It is like the very first time I saw her, but better. As now, I have already met her so intimately, privately, delicately... When I danced with her on the dance floor at the club.

It has been a whole life since that incident. The instant when our souls recognized us as one.

Back to my room, Nova inclines her head down to kiss my neck and I feel it, the exact same yearning for her. Just the same way I felt when we slept together for the very first time. Basically, it was the first time I made love with someone.

It was like losing my virginity once more! I told you guys already.

Her lips and mouth go for the side my neck, sending shivers to the rest of my body, which is now alert. Ready. My dampened areas are working a double shift already. I am more sensitive than ever. My whole self, reacts to the small things she does to me. I let myself go for once. I do not want to think of anything. I just want to feel, feel her, filling me, needing me as much as I am dying to be inside of her, for her to be inside of me.

If this is what my body, mind, heart and soul are demanding from me, I will comply. I will allow her to take me, to make love to me. I will allow myself to make love to her. I shut my eyes close, as if with the intention to forget about the rest of the world, the rest of issues consuming my brain, draining me, just to focus on her physical touch.

Her pace, caress after caress, kiss after kiss. Tracing her fingertips underneath my robe. In a sudden move, she is sitting on my lap, her hand still on me. Her hips rubbing against my thighs. Her other hand, unties my wrap and leans down to suck my nips with her tongue circling one by one, savoring the flavor, enjoying the hardening of them both, as she plays with them, too.

Meantime, I throw back my head, sensations consuming me. As some are too intense for me to bear. My hands are tangling with her hair, caressing her with a rough contact. When my robe opens, it gives access to Nova's hands, traveling down south on my breasts, my belly, my v line, stopping right there in my center. Stimulated my now, wet zones are able to give her what she came here for.

She introduces one finger, moving in and out reaching my g-spot with her slender index. She then introduces the middle one and make it even more pleasurable. I cannot help the moans that escape from my mouth. Instantly, automatically. At the same time, she rubs her thumb against my clitoris, taking me to a whole new height. She keeps enjoying herself with almost every part of me. I have lost count of the groans emanating from my insides, as every single action elicits in me an immediate and involuntary reaction.

Removing her fingers temporarily, she moves her mouth down there, making me explode inside, going up and up, as I reach my peak way up high in the sky. Trembling, as my body begins the path downhill. Nova takes me in her arms, delicately, kissing my forehead while laying me down on the bed. I open my eyes only to see her on top on me.

- I like the view from up here. - She whispers in my ear, biting my earlobe slightly, causing one more orgasm.

I hold her loosely against me, just to roll us over until she is underneath.

- Till the morning sun you're mine. - I tell her while tugging her earlobe with my teeth, so we start the fun one more time. As the music is playing low, we find the rhythm of love. Entangling my legs with Nova's I begin to rub our vulvas together, a moment, we both laying down the bed, the other, sitting on the mattress. Her hands are going from grasping the bedsheets, to my hair, to down my hips, my waist, my ass-cheeks, pulling my body hard against hers. Not leaving an inch of space between the two of us.

Kissing her mouth, her everywhere, cupping her breasts with my bare hands, massaging them at the same time, twisting her pink udders softly as I hear her grinding. I want her, I want her whole. I crave for her lips, I am looking to erase Jordan's kisses from those. I am working hard in order to remove his every touch, his every trace on my girlfriend's body.

I continue rocking my walls against hers, in one instant... I move myself down to create magic with my tongue, letting it absorb her saltiness and when I gather a bit in my mouth, I introduce my fingers in her, taking my mouth back to hers so I can show her how she tastes on me, what she tastes for me. What is the effect I have in her!

Her whimpers are all I need to hear. Screaming my name as it is the anthem of her heart. And when the explosion reaches its highest point, the commotion of our bodies are enough to remind me this is not a dream. She is with me, I am with her, she is mine and I am hers, once and again.

It is sublime I must say. She has her very own way to make me feel everything at the same time. We connect in a cosmic level, I mean it, it can sound sappy but it is true. She is capable of making me speak like this, with all the clichés and the romantic manners you only can read in the books of romance.

THAT NIGHT, I see everything in black and white, like an old late 50s movie production. With the music playing quietly and the lyrics of a song I love called 'You & I', performed by One Direction. This is hard to accept but, once again, it is the truth.

We have collided with the emotions, the contact, the thoughts, the dreams, the kisses, the vibe, the looks, the connection and the expression of love to its highest degrees. I do not regret it, even though this is not what I want for me.