Author's Notes: Double Update to make up for yesterday's lack of an update and then i'm going to bed.. Enjoy!!! And please please please review!!
The silence is deafening, engulfing me in its eerie sounds, nothing is moving, everything is quiet, an unsettling quiet, my stomach does flips, as I watch her. Her hair falls carelessly in her face, she makes no effort to push it out, her body quivers, as quiet sobs escape her restless body. I reach for the door, trying as best as I can, to softly open the ajar door, despite my best efforts, a squeak escapes from the hinges. Cringing, I enter the condo a little less graceful then planned. She jerks around to look at me, "I don't regret anything." The darkness surrounds us, unable to see I walk closer to her small form. She turns her face away from me, unable to look at me, afraid of what I may do. I move closer to her, reaching my hand out, I tracing small patterns on her tear stained cheeks, the moistness rubbing off on my fingers, she sniffles softly, her eyes wander up, I watch her, as she watches me. I Sit down on the arm of the couch, she rests her body against mine. "He's an idiot." I can hear a bitter laugh, her hand goes up to her cheek, wiping away the fallen tears. "You didn't think so a year ago." She's got me there. She uses her hands to push off the couch and stands in front of me. "Why are you here?" She says quietly, but firmly.
"I didn't think you'd want to be alone after that." I reach up, my fingers playing with her hair, her hand goes out grabbing mine, forcing it upon her delicate skin. "You broke my heart."
"You broke mine." I counter, she holds my hand to her cheek, a simple sigh escaping her lips. I lean forward and ever so slightly, meeting her lips halfway. I part my lips, awaiting, wanting entrance. She hesitates, resting her lips upon mine. "I can't." She pulls away, our eyes meet, the dark haze falling on us, ripping us apart. "I know." I reply softly, I again move my face towards hers, this time she stays still, waiting, expecting. My grasp on her cheeks tightens and I bring her close to me, tracing gentle kisses along her cheek bone, an aggravated noise departs from her. "John-" Her hands play in my hair, I make my way up to her mouth, again, we kiss, more passionate then the last times. Her mouth opens allowing me to enter, I oblige as she pulls me closer to her, her hands running under my shirt, running over every inch of my chest. I fiddle with the buttons on her blouse, trying to be gentle, she removes my hands from her chest with her own, quickly removing the shirt from her body. My hands roaming to her breasts, I let my fingers linger for a moment, before reaching behind and in a single snap undoing the bra. We part our lips for a second as the bra falls to the floor, our eyes meet again, realising the wrong, realising what we are actually doing. She takes my hand in hers interlacing our fingers, leading me to the bedroom, the one place, the sacred place, shared between her and Zach, her hands fall to my pants, playing with the belt buckle and slowly undoing it, I watch as she expertly removes my clothes, stripping me, I am now vulnerable, open, everything is on the table for the world to see, I am hers. I step out of my pants as she pulls my shirt over my head tossing it onto the floor, her hands glide all over my stomach, we stand in dark silence, preparing ourselves for a night that will wreck us.
"Abby-" I lift her chin up, tearing her away from my chest.
"Don't." She reaches up again, our lips touching, she pulls away slightly. "Just- don't." I nod, obeying her one request. My arms circle her tiny waist, as we meet for another kiss. Her taste on my lips, I slowly guide her towards the bed, laying her down, I hover over her she wraps her arms around my neck pulling me in for a kiss, she then plants kiss on my neck, she is going hard, sucking, biting, anything she can think of. Her anger taking over, shoving me down on the bed, she forces her self on top of me. She reaches down, the stirring in my pants catching her attention. She takes me into her hands, I watch her face as she expertly takes me over, completes me, I moan, closing my eyes, she goes harder, her frustrations showing. Her other hand carelessly runs through my hair, as her lips meet mine. Engaging us in one of many kisses tonight. I am close, at my peak when she pulls away, leaving me hanging. She is taking out her anger for me in a sexual way, what a conniving bitch. She stares at me, an evil smile spread across her face as she roughly kisses me. She climbs on top of me. I undo her belt and push her pants down. I reach down moving her underwear out of the way, pushing it off of her, she helps me out, freeing us both of the panty burden. I slowly feel her, teasing her, making her beg for more, she moans quietly, as I continue to massage her, knowing her exact spots, she pulls me in for another kiss, knowing I am the one in control, she tries to lead me into her, I push her away,
"John-" She moans frustrated. "Shhh." I whisper into her ear. Her hand falls upon my chest, hitting me in the process, She is close, closer then I was. She can't take it anymore. I move my hand away, what goes around comes around. She pulls away from our kiss, locking our eyes. I nod in agreement, as she slowly lowers her body onto mine, I roll her over on to her back, she reluctantly agrees. Her control over me lost, Her hands run up and down my back, the first thrusts slow, taunting, teasing, leaving us both wanting more, our pace quickens until we have eased ourselves into a rhythm, she moans, leaning in for our lips to meet, she opens her mouth, our tongues pounding up against one another, mimicking our pelvic thrusts. I am close, so is she, a small moan comes from me, she follows suit, soon our cries are filling the apartment, I wrap my arms around her, holding her tightly as I climax. She screams out in pleasure, our bodies collapsing together. She lays her head on my chest. I run my fingers through her hair, the way I use too, she loved it when I did this. Our bodies stayed intertwined, neither of us moving for a few seconds, she slowly climbs off me, freeing us of our bond. She rolls over onto her side, I spoon her from behind. Our hearts in sync with each other. Breathing heavily, I plant small kisses along the back of her neck. She runs her finger nails along my arms, causing a shiver to go through me. "I-" I try to speak again, nothing can ruin this moment, but words. She knows this.
"Tomorrow." She sighs quietly, her head nestling into my back. "Tomorrow baby, tomorrow."
"Do you regret it?" I whisper into her ear.
"I will tomorrow." She sighs dejectedly.
"No- Us." I clarify for her. She slowly turns her body so she can face me, the room still dark, but I am able to read her every _expression. "Not a second."
She turns around again, our naked bodies stuck together, her hair thrown my face, I am enjoying every moment of this, the smell of her, the feel of her body against mine. I know I can never have this moment again, after this all is lost. I hold her tighter to me, not wanting to loose this, tomorrow I will not want any of this to have happened, but for tonight, for now, it was inevitable, fate. The uncontrollable, the unstoppable, something no one else will understand, something I don't even understand, something I don't want to understand. I am here with her now, and as much as that may rip me apart in the future, its perfect.
The silence is deafening, engulfing me in its eerie sounds, nothing is moving, everything is quiet, an unsettling quiet, my stomach does flips, as I watch her. Her hair falls carelessly in her face, she makes no effort to push it out, her body quivers, as quiet sobs escape her restless body. I reach for the door, trying as best as I can, to softly open the ajar door, despite my best efforts, a squeak escapes from the hinges. Cringing, I enter the condo a little less graceful then planned. She jerks around to look at me, "I don't regret anything." The darkness surrounds us, unable to see I walk closer to her small form. She turns her face away from me, unable to look at me, afraid of what I may do. I move closer to her, reaching my hand out, I tracing small patterns on her tear stained cheeks, the moistness rubbing off on my fingers, she sniffles softly, her eyes wander up, I watch her, as she watches me. I Sit down on the arm of the couch, she rests her body against mine. "He's an idiot." I can hear a bitter laugh, her hand goes up to her cheek, wiping away the fallen tears. "You didn't think so a year ago." She's got me there. She uses her hands to push off the couch and stands in front of me. "Why are you here?" She says quietly, but firmly.
"I didn't think you'd want to be alone after that." I reach up, my fingers playing with her hair, her hand goes out grabbing mine, forcing it upon her delicate skin. "You broke my heart."
"You broke mine." I counter, she holds my hand to her cheek, a simple sigh escaping her lips. I lean forward and ever so slightly, meeting her lips halfway. I part my lips, awaiting, wanting entrance. She hesitates, resting her lips upon mine. "I can't." She pulls away, our eyes meet, the dark haze falling on us, ripping us apart. "I know." I reply softly, I again move my face towards hers, this time she stays still, waiting, expecting. My grasp on her cheeks tightens and I bring her close to me, tracing gentle kisses along her cheek bone, an aggravated noise departs from her. "John-" Her hands play in my hair, I make my way up to her mouth, again, we kiss, more passionate then the last times. Her mouth opens allowing me to enter, I oblige as she pulls me closer to her, her hands running under my shirt, running over every inch of my chest. I fiddle with the buttons on her blouse, trying to be gentle, she removes my hands from her chest with her own, quickly removing the shirt from her body. My hands roaming to her breasts, I let my fingers linger for a moment, before reaching behind and in a single snap undoing the bra. We part our lips for a second as the bra falls to the floor, our eyes meet again, realising the wrong, realising what we are actually doing. She takes my hand in hers interlacing our fingers, leading me to the bedroom, the one place, the sacred place, shared between her and Zach, her hands fall to my pants, playing with the belt buckle and slowly undoing it, I watch as she expertly removes my clothes, stripping me, I am now vulnerable, open, everything is on the table for the world to see, I am hers. I step out of my pants as she pulls my shirt over my head tossing it onto the floor, her hands glide all over my stomach, we stand in dark silence, preparing ourselves for a night that will wreck us.
"Abby-" I lift her chin up, tearing her away from my chest.
"Don't." She reaches up again, our lips touching, she pulls away slightly. "Just- don't." I nod, obeying her one request. My arms circle her tiny waist, as we meet for another kiss. Her taste on my lips, I slowly guide her towards the bed, laying her down, I hover over her she wraps her arms around my neck pulling me in for a kiss, she then plants kiss on my neck, she is going hard, sucking, biting, anything she can think of. Her anger taking over, shoving me down on the bed, she forces her self on top of me. She reaches down, the stirring in my pants catching her attention. She takes me into her hands, I watch her face as she expertly takes me over, completes me, I moan, closing my eyes, she goes harder, her frustrations showing. Her other hand carelessly runs through my hair, as her lips meet mine. Engaging us in one of many kisses tonight. I am close, at my peak when she pulls away, leaving me hanging. She is taking out her anger for me in a sexual way, what a conniving bitch. She stares at me, an evil smile spread across her face as she roughly kisses me. She climbs on top of me. I undo her belt and push her pants down. I reach down moving her underwear out of the way, pushing it off of her, she helps me out, freeing us both of the panty burden. I slowly feel her, teasing her, making her beg for more, she moans quietly, as I continue to massage her, knowing her exact spots, she pulls me in for another kiss, knowing I am the one in control, she tries to lead me into her, I push her away,
"John-" She moans frustrated. "Shhh." I whisper into her ear. Her hand falls upon my chest, hitting me in the process, She is close, closer then I was. She can't take it anymore. I move my hand away, what goes around comes around. She pulls away from our kiss, locking our eyes. I nod in agreement, as she slowly lowers her body onto mine, I roll her over on to her back, she reluctantly agrees. Her control over me lost, Her hands run up and down my back, the first thrusts slow, taunting, teasing, leaving us both wanting more, our pace quickens until we have eased ourselves into a rhythm, she moans, leaning in for our lips to meet, she opens her mouth, our tongues pounding up against one another, mimicking our pelvic thrusts. I am close, so is she, a small moan comes from me, she follows suit, soon our cries are filling the apartment, I wrap my arms around her, holding her tightly as I climax. She screams out in pleasure, our bodies collapsing together. She lays her head on my chest. I run my fingers through her hair, the way I use too, she loved it when I did this. Our bodies stayed intertwined, neither of us moving for a few seconds, she slowly climbs off me, freeing us of our bond. She rolls over onto her side, I spoon her from behind. Our hearts in sync with each other. Breathing heavily, I plant small kisses along the back of her neck. She runs her finger nails along my arms, causing a shiver to go through me. "I-" I try to speak again, nothing can ruin this moment, but words. She knows this.
"Tomorrow." She sighs quietly, her head nestling into my back. "Tomorrow baby, tomorrow."
"Do you regret it?" I whisper into her ear.
"I will tomorrow." She sighs dejectedly.
"No- Us." I clarify for her. She slowly turns her body so she can face me, the room still dark, but I am able to read her every _expression. "Not a second."
She turns around again, our naked bodies stuck together, her hair thrown my face, I am enjoying every moment of this, the smell of her, the feel of her body against mine. I know I can never have this moment again, after this all is lost. I hold her tighter to me, not wanting to loose this, tomorrow I will not want any of this to have happened, but for tonight, for now, it was inevitable, fate. The uncontrollable, the unstoppable, something no one else will understand, something I don't even understand, something I don't want to understand. I am here with her now, and as much as that may rip me apart in the future, its perfect.