Intoxicated Chapter 7
When he said those words to me, "making love", I almost came right then and there. Maybe it was just wishful thinking on my part to think the actually meant what he said, that he was actually making love to me and not "fucking me" as I would say. Or maybe I was just to drunk to know the difference between both. All I knew is that whatever he was doing, was sending shivers of pure pleasure up and down my spine, and I wasn't ready for him to stop, "Make love to me", I implored as I closed my eyes placing one hand flat up against his chest while cupping the back of his head with the other, pulling him in to a soft yet warm embrace.
We both laid still for a few minutes, all the while kissing each other tenderly as I was getting use to the feeling of hiving him inside me. All this was still very new to me. Never in a million years would I've ever imagined that I would ever be laying here, with a man, this man, all without having to explain myself to anyone for the way I'm feeling, for the way he makes me feel, for the way he turns me on. Just thinking about it was enough to push me over the edge completely. I tore myself away from him lips long enough to indicate that I was ready for anything this night had to offer, "Please", I begged him again, "Please make love to me. I need you..." And so he did...
From that moment on, our bodies seem to mold into one singular entity. His arms had come to rest on each side of my body, as he slowly began thrusting into me, with slow rhythmic movements, with as much tenderness he'd shown earlier and a passion that's still unknown to me, all while never once breaking our connection. If he moved, I followed. I was almost as if his we shared one body together and it was something I've never experienced before with anyone. I was almost afraid to open my eyes and find that this was all just a dream, and that none of this was actually happening. Eventually, I did open my eyes, and what I found was his chocolate-brown eyes staring down at me, consuming me with every fiber of his being, "You are so beautiful", he whispered softly, licking his lips before pressing them to mine again.
My breaths became shallow as I started pushing back to meet his thrusts, "You're so amazing!", I manage to let out as I felt his body begin to stiffen slightly under my grasps. He bit my bottom lip and gave it a suck before he broke our embrace and lifted himself to his knees and positioned me for what I believe was our release. His hands held my hips hard against his as he wrapped his finger around my swollen hardness and slowly began stroking it. I felt my eyes roll back in pleasure as his hand began pumping my erection harder and faster, working his hips at the same rhythm as he encouraged me, "Come for me Will."
My heart started racing, as I felt him push and pull out of me as hard and as fast as he could. When his lips found mine again, I closed my eyes and sucked in my breath. He was saying something to me but I couldn't hear him. All I could hear was a loud buzzing in my ears and myself moaning in pleasure, "Oh, God, don't stop, I'm gonna come."
"Yes Will, cum for me", he pleaded out as his moans and groans became louder.
I knew it was too quick, but I couldn't help myself. It had been so long since I'd had an orgasm with anyone other than myself. I just couldn't hold back even if I wanted to.
So I let myself go and released, "Oh God, Oh...", I cried out as my creamy white sperm splatters all over his chest, as waves of intense pleasure soared through my shaking trembling body.
He instantly began kissing me again, grasping between our lips, "Oh God...I'm coming", followed by a short pause, and then he went stiff and started to quiver. The next thing I knew, his whole body started shuddering in my arms.
The intensity of our orgasms was incredible. We groaned loudly and passionately between our parted lips, filling the room with our cries of pleasure as I felt his erection pulsating inside me, and that's when I heard it. The words he was saying to me just a few moments ago, the ones I couldn't hear, but only this time, he spoke them loud and clear, "I love you Will", and ended with, "God, I love you so much."
How was that even possible? We just met tonight and we were both drunk! Sonny is probably one of those guys who "falls in love" at the drop of a hat and with everyone he sleeps with. Especially if the sex is as good as ours just was, because quite frankly, it blew my mind. Never in my life have I felt anything so amazing. Never have I felt so connected with someone. Especially someone I met only 3 hours ago.
But love? That's insane! It does not happen that fast. So, I convinced myself that it's the beer (and maybe a raging but deprived libido) talking, and that's it. There is no way I'm going to let my guard down or let myself open up to the possibility of having actual feelings for this guy. I knew better. So, I just closed my eyes and pretended I didn't hear a single word of it and repeated to myself over and over, "It meant nothing, nothing."
He was collapsed on me and the weight of him made it hard for me to breathe. He waited a few moments before pulling himself out and flipping himself onto his back, "You okay?", he asked still trying to catch his breath.
Now I am, I thought to myself, now that you are finally off of me and I can maybe catch my breath once again. I honestly don't know how long I laid there before answering him. I suppose I was waiting for my breathing to return to normal, but for some reason, that wasn't happening. Even with the pressure of his body off of mine, I couldn't seem to regulate my body's natural rhythm. What the hell was going on? Why did I continue to struggle and tremble even after he had moved off of me?
When I finally managed to open my eyes, I turned my head over and saw his chocolate eyes staring down at me and my baby blues, watching him, as a smile passed his lips, "I'm fine", was all I said, quickly turning my back to him .
I started cleaning myself off with the box of tissues I kept on the night stand, and passed it over to him without meeting his eyes, so he could do the same. Once I was cleaned off, I got back into bed and laid towards him, so he would be able to see my face. I closed my eyes and secretly hoped that maybe he would just get up and leave. That way we'd never have to see each other again. He did get up but only to pull off the condom and toss it in the waste basket, and then he proceeded to get right back into bed next to me, "Can I hold you Will, I mean if it's alright with you?", he asked in the sweetest way possible.
I simply nodded, immediately feeling his arms wrap themselves around me, pulling me closer onto him. It did feel wonderful all tucked into his strong embrace. But just a minute ago, wasn't I wanting him to leave and to never see him again? Obviously I had no idea what I wanted, so I continued to lay there, accepting the warmth and softness of his body.
A few more minutes passed, and I heard him whisper to me, "Will, are you sleeping?", but I chose not to answer him, hoping he would think I had already fallen asleep, "I guess you are", he chuckled and continued, "It's okay, it's probably best if you don't hear this anyway, but I still want to say this to you", he paused and took a deep breath, "Thank you for giving me the chance to fall in love you, even if it was just for one night. I know it sounds completely crazy but I love you Will, I love you so much."
He placed a kiss on my shoulder and laid back down, falling asleep almost instantly. I waited a few moments and began to sob silently, letting the tears roll down on each side of my face without restraint and whispered , "It meant something...It meant everything."
To be continued...OXO
A/N - I would just like to take a moment and thank Jen (Rescuemama) for helping me out with a portion of this chapter! Thanks!
