Chapter 117: The Fine Art of Deception
"The great essentials in life as something to do, something to love, something to hope for." – Thomas Chalmers
"Amid my list of blessings infinite,
Stands this the foremost,
'That my heart has bled.'" – Edward Young
"You can fool some of the people all of the time, and all of the people some of the time, but you can not fool all of the people all of the time." – Abraham Lincoln
"Lying is done with words and also with silence." – Adrienne Rich
"Nothing is easier than self-deceit. For what each man wishes, that he also believes to be true." – Demosthenes
Vaughn had tossed and turned, well, not really, but he was silently restless for most of the night. He tried to be as still as he could so he wouldn't wake Sydney, but he knew she'd woken a few times with his fidgeting. He'd gotten more sleep than the previous night, but not a lot more.
He just couldn't make his mind stop racing, couldn't make the doubts go away, no matter how hard he tried or how many times Sydney's endless pleas ran through with them.
Sydney yawned as she woke, gently easing off of him, trying not to wake him.
She gasped slightly when she saw him smiling at her, "Jesus Vaughn! I didn't think you'd be awake..."
"Sorry," he said quietly.
"Didn't you sleep again?" she asked worriedly.
"Off and on...better than last night..."
"Thinking too much?"
"I guess..."
"I shouldn't have told you," she said scolding herself.
"No, Sydney, I'd rather know...Barnett's just got me all messed up...ok?"
"Yeah," she said, knowing full well that it was probably only going to get worse.
"I'm gonna try not to think about it today..."
"Good honey, you'd be a lot less tense..." she said.
He smiled, "Yeah...speaking of tense...when is my mom getting here? Did she say?"
"Mmm...not really, but she wouldn't ever be this early...would you like to release some tension?" she asked innocently.
"I would..." he said in a very factual manner.
"Should I help or do you want to take care of that yourself?"
"You're a tease..."
"Perhaps," she said kissing him as she moved her body over his.
She undressed them quickly, throwing clothes haphazardly around the bed and room, wherever they happened to land. Once free of the binds of clothing she attacked his mouth, sucking his tongue into her waiting mouth and wrestling for several drawn out minutes. His eyes were a darker shade of jade when they parted, both breathless. She bent down again in earnest, and he thought she was going to start another round of ravenous kissing, but instead she traced the inside of his mouth with her tongue before pulling his bottom lip into her mouth and sucking on it.
He didn't know why, but it drove him nuts when she did that. Something with the sensation and the idea made his cock leap in anticipation. She smiled at him when she felt his erection rising and she wasted no time getting him where she wanted and needed him most. He sank into her delicious heat in one slow movement, watching Sydney's head fall back as she felt the sensation of him sliding deep inside her walls.
She let out a soft squeaking noise when she felt him nudge her cervix upward. She moaned as she felt the ache spread across her abdomen, feeling him so hot and hard and full inside her.
Vaughn tried to keep control as he felt Sydney contract around him. He wondered sometimes how he managed to wait to come when all he wanted to do was climax the moment he entered her. She made him feel like a teenager having sex for the first time every time they made love. Not that teenagers would EVER know how to do the things that Sydney did, but still...the sentiment...the feelings she made rise in him – it was like a new experience every time, no matter how many times they did the same thing.
He was lost in thought for a few moments, recalling his conversation with Barnett and his frustration over not being able to more actively participate in their lovemaking, but maybe he really was over-thinking it. He was still going to be frustrated that he couldn't do everything he wanted, but sex with Sydney was always great...and by the look on her face at the moment, there was no question as to if she was enjoying herself.
She looked down him, seeing the familiar visage of thought plastered on his face.
"Hey," she said touching his cheek.
He looked up at her, "I was just thinking about how wonderful you are..."
"Aww...honey," she said, leaning down to kiss him gently, "Now I'm gonna make you feel even better..." she said with a raised eyebrow.
He smiled widely, "Why have I never used that line in bed before?"
She laughed as she started to move on him, swiveling her hips from side to side. She then alternated and moved to circles before starting an erratic movement of thrusts that confused the hell out of him.
"Syd..." he said as she moved in another, different direction.
He couldn't keep up with all the different ways she was moving on him. One minute his cock was firmly imbedded deep inside her, the next it was barely touching her lips at all, then in yet another minute, he would be halfway in, before she contracted her muscles and pulled him inside fully. The way she was moving, shallow, deep, medium and everything in between, was so random that he had no way to anticipate her movements. He thrust upward to get himself inside her more and she pulled back, making for delicious friction. A long moan escaped his lips as he thrust again, and this time her random movement sent him surging inside her, past her cervix. A straggled moan emanated from him as she stopped her movements and held him tightly inside her.
"Oh God Sydney..." he breathed in between labored breaths, "If you don't let go...I'm gonna come..." he warned.
She smiled, "Why do you think I've been doing that?" she said seductively, inching him in that fraction deeper.
"Unnn..." he said, unable to formulate any more words as he felt her start to milk him with her muscles, contracting and releasing him deliberately and firmly.
He could feel the pressure begin to rise as his balls moved closer to his body, drawing up in anticipation of final release.
He lurched his hips forward, while Sydney clenched powerfully, creating one of the most intense sensations he'd ever experienced. The combination of his thrust and her clamping produced a unique feeling, friction beyond his wildest dreams as her muscles almost resisted his plunge. Of course, that's what she was going for anyway. She smiled as her orgasm hit her forcefully, a combination of all the buildup and the knowledge that he was coming almost painfully.
He came hard, head thrown back as his hot liquid made its way from him to her, spilling inside her in long bursts. His body was racked with tremors, making her climax drawn out as he continued to thrust gently as his body tried to regain some control.
He stopped moving inside her after a few moments, his chest heaving with the force of his climax.
"s..." he said as he looked up at her.
She smiled and leaned down to kiss him, sharing an intense bout of kissing much like they had started the session. She truly couldn't get enough of this man, and he shared the feeling amicably.
They came down slowly, breathing heavily together as their foreheads rested against each other.
They shared gentle smiles and kisses and caresses as they came back down to earth from that blissful precipice that they would have liked to have shared forever.
"Hey," he said quietly.
"Hi..." she said in a playful tone.
They spent several more minutes just smiling and acting like giddy teenagers again.
Sydney finally asked while laughing, "Do you want breakfast?"
"Sure," he said tickling her sides.
She giggled and moved off of him, grabbed her robe, and headed to the kitchen.
She brought in breakfast and they ate at a leisurely pace, giggling and playing all through the meal. Their playful mood continued through the breathing and bandage changing, even though that was usually not a happy or playful time, they seemed to make is so this morning. Exercises weren't a complete success because the two couldn't seem to stop giggling.
"Vaughn," Sydney said, trying to be serious but failing miserably, "We have to get through this stuff. Look, it's almost 10:30," Sydney said motioning to the clock.
Vaughn just giggled, but they wound up finishing the exercises anyway.
Sydney just got Vaughn dressed for the day and settled when the doorbell rang. She looked at the clock; it was only 10:45.
She looked at Vaughn, "Tom's a little early," she said.
She went to the door and opened it, but Tom wasn't on the other end of the door.
