Treading Water

8 - White Waters

Authors Note -  More R18+ Mature audiences recommended guys - there will be more sexual content - Sorry, not sorry!

Also, huge congrats to my girl @VioletBlueOfficial who just released her amazing story 'My Darkest Desire' on Episode, so stay tuned with this gal - she's bringing it to Wattpad too, and I personally can't wait!! Well done babe, i knew it would be as incredible as you, and again you didn't disappoint!

I awoke to what could only be considered as another dream, snugly wrapped in Arden's arms, our legs entangled with one another, my back pressed firmly against his chest as he drew figure eights softly across my sides, his lips sweetly kissing and sucking their way around my neck a soft tickle from his 5 o'clock shadow as its grazes my skin.

"Mmmmm, hey" is about all I can muster, afraid if I speak to loud or too much I will awake from this perfect moment. I can still feel the warmth from the fireplace, only now realizing that we've actually slept on the sheepskin where not too long ago we'd.......well what did we do? I mean I know it was sex, but was it just sex. I barely know this beautiful man, but that, what we just did, it was so much more than I'd ever experienced with anyone else. Don't get me wrong, I am no virgin, I've experienced my share, but never like that.

"Morning, cailín álainn" he murmured, not wasting anytime returning his lips to my neck, which now are making their way up my shoulder. His right arm is laying under my neck and is wrapped across my chest, reaching up I entwine my fingers in his, never feeling safer in a man's arms then I do right now. His left hand still caressing out his figure eights, though now much bigger, covering a greater surface area, and edging closer and closer to my nether regions.

"We fell asleep?" feeling suddenly curious to how long we've been laying here.

"Aye lass, we did. Must have worn each other out" he chuckled, though I sense this must be a joke going by the firm member pressing into my bottom, making a clear statement he's not quite done yet, and definitely not worn out.

Arden then stops abruptly, sits up gives my naked ass a playful slap, before gesturing towards the bedroom, "Come on love, we can't sleep here all night, with what I want to do to you, you're going to want a bed afterwards" oh god playful Arden is HOT.

Before I'm even standing fully, he grabs me and pulls me in for a fierce kiss, like he's been starving and my kiss is the only thing that with sate his hunger. I return his kiss as feverishly as I receive it, wrapping my legs around his waist as he lifts me, eagerly running my hands into his scruffy soft hair. His hands grasping at my thighs, sliding around to grab my ass again as he begins our journey to the bedroom, stumbling around our various clothing items, we'd tossed around from earlier.

Breaking our kiss, his lips return to the onslaught on my neck, causing me to release a loud moan in pleasure, rocking my hips into him, desperate to create some friction on my already aching clit.

"Oh Arden, ah please" I cry out, his lips showing no mercy as they trace my skin, a trail of goose bumps in their wake.

Crying out his name must have had an effect on him, as he gives up on his initial target of the bedroom, but instead forces me hard up against the living room wall, grabbing my arms and holding them up above my head, secured by just one of his own large hands, the other on my cheek as he takes a moment to stare directly into my eyes.

Our breaths are shallow, erratic and forced, like the simple act of breathing is a duty we no longer have desire to undertake. His eye's pull me in, like a depth I could drown in if I gaze for too long, but looking away is impossible. After what feels like a lifetime but I am sure wasn't long at all, his lips curl into a smile, then with a voice that would melt the coldest heart, he whispers "Cá bhfuil tú i mo shaol ar fad?"