She Was Like Magic ✓

Chapter 29: Tears and Touch

Ari 

I couldn't stop myself. I lay my hand on her cheek, cupping it and tenderly kissed her. When our lips met, there was this unspoken heavy need that hung between us as her hands dove into my hair so quickly and she pushed her bare body against mine. 

When we both became breathless, she tore her lips from me and whispered into the tiny space between us "make love to me, Ari". 

That emotional look in her eyes had me choking on so much emotion. 

"You sure?" I questioned because it felt like I was taking advantage of her when she was so vulnerable and I would NEVER do that to anyone, least of all my Sierra. 

"I'm sure" she nodded her head and I saw the certainty on her face. 

I lifted her legs and she automatically placed her legs around me. I turned us around and placed her down on the edge of the marble around the sink. 

She looked right at me as I gently lapped my hands up and down her upper thighs. There was this brokenness in her eyes that I wish I could steal from her chocolate eyes, embed it in myself just so it wouldn't be in her. 

I don't know why I was delaying touching her but I knew I was. I didn't want to feel guilty about touching her. 

She grabbed one of my hands that was lapping up and down her thighs and brought it up to hr sex as she parted her legs wider. She looked right at me and never broke eye contact. 

She let my hand go and as I ran a finger backward over her lips parted and a gasp escaped her. When her eyes didn't close and she kept her gaze locked on mine so intensely, that's when it hit me. She wasn't closing her eyes because she didn't want to escape her present through sex. She wanted to accept her pain but also make it through that pain by knowing she was loved and she loved me. And that was why she was keeping her eyes open. She needed our love. 

My hand was running circles on her sex, lightly, delicately, like she was the most precious thing in this world because she always would be to me. 

It elicited shivers to run through her. Her hands grabbed onto my shoulders as I picked up the pace. Just listening to her moans bounce off the tiled walls of the bathroom was making me so hard. 

But when she grabbed onto me and started stroking me as I picked up the pace with my hands, I groaned. But this wasn't about me. She needed me more right now. I pried her hand off of me "Not right now, just you" I groaned. 

Her eyes sombred, those green emeralds pulling me in and expressing their gratitude with her slight head tilt and taking her lips into her mouth. She placed the hand that was on me at the back of my neck as she rested her forehead with mine.

I couldn't take my eyes off of the beauty in my arms, the way her eyes were glistening with emotion and my touch that she wanted on her body, but we both knew so that it would touch her soul where she was aching.

My fingers dived into her opening, caressing, teasing as I whispered sweet nothings into her ear. Her moans turned into whimpers as she lost control and came apart in my arms.

She clutched onto me like she needed me to breathe and I didn't want to let her go either.

I felt her hot breath permeating my skin as she moved her head from resting on my shoulder to my ear "Make love to me Ari"

It was the gentlest of requests, like she was scared I would refute a chance to connect with her like that.

If you met me a few months ago, I would tell you all of this was fucking bullshit and that all this love shit people went crazy over was nothing more than attraction, infatuation and suppressed desires waiting to bounce out.

But now that fate had given me this beautiful girl and simultaneously smacked me on the face with her sass, independence, and fire that burned in those eyes and soul, I could admit that love was real.

Maybe we didn't believe in it because it isn't a tangible concept except for those two that are experiencing it; that overwhelming affection for the other person, the constant need to talk to them, the desire to make them laugh as long as they live. Maybe that's why we were reluctant believers; because we think we aren't worthy or think that we will never be lucky enough to experience it. But its real alright.

It isn't without its complications; its not one of my equations that has a definitive answer but it is definitely worth it. When you try and work it out, your answer might be different from ours but it will be the right one for you.

With all these thoughts meandering throughout my head, I moved her hair out of the way and tucked it behind her hair as I whispered in her ear "Always"

She moved her head back and stared into my eyes with unshed tears in her eyes. I removed my hand from her sex and without breaking eye contact with her, pushed into her and her warmth engulfed me.  

A harsh gasp escaped her lips as she wrapped her arms around my neck, our eyes never leaving each other. 

I thrust into her slowly but deeply. Sierra could not hold back her moans and they echoed off of the tiles. With every one of my thrusts, Sierra became more and more relaxed. Like she knew she was safe. Like she knew she was loved. And it was that fact that got me. That she needed this physical reassurance that she was loved because someone had hurt her so much. 

My heart cracked at the very thought. 

I began to trail kisses up and down her neck as her hands clutched onto my hair. She kept repeating my name, but I could tell it wasn't out of affection. It was almost like she was trying to reassure herself she had me.

I began to suck on the skin of her neck and when I was satisfied she was marked, I whispered to her "That's right baby, you're mine" 

As soon as I had uttered those words, something in her shifted and she stopped uttering my name. She pulled my head from her neck and had us face to face, nose to nose, as she stared into my eyes "You're mine" but there was almost this look of disbelief in her eyes as she uttered these words and I thrust into her. 

I cupped her face to let her feel not only my words but also my touch "I'm yours baby. Believe it because I am not going anywhere". 

She gave me the smallest, softest smiles I have ever seen and my heart was reassured that she understood what I was trying to tell her. 

That was when she nodded her head and really believed it. Because she no longer wanted to have sex to cower away and numb the pain, she wanted it so she could feel again. I could tell from how she was smiling again and being in the moment instead of losing herself in her own head. 

With guttural moans beginning to leave her lips and her body clenching around me just that bit harder, I clenched my teeth and began moving faster and deeper inside of her. 

"Oh God Ari, I need you to come with me...please" she managed in between her gasps. 

"Fuck yes, baby" I was almost there and I knew she was too. 

"Ari, I'm going to...." she cried out as she gripped the back of my neck tightly, looking nowhere but at me. 

"Hold on just one second baby" I said as I puffed out some breaths. 

A few beats passed as I could feel myself getting closer. 

"Now baby" I grunted.

She let go completely as she gripped me tightly, her orgasm stimulating mine and we came apart together. 

She shuddered as I held her tighter to me. She lay her head down on my shoulder and made no effort to move. I smiled at her head and kissed her hair. I knew she could happily stay like with me still buried inside of her as I wrapped my arms around her, as could I.

Sorry for the SUPER SUPER late chapter, but here it is. How many of you knew this was coming? ;) 

I hopefully should have the next chapter up pretty soon. 

Until next time 

Fifi xx