Ok, this chapter, I wrote like the first paragraph or two and the last one...the rest is my resident CLOSET WHORE KERRIE...who I've de-closeted... She wrote the rest of this incredible smut.


Chapter 161: Everything

"One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well." – Virginia Woolf

"As long as rivers shall run down to the sea, or shadows touch the mountain slopes, or stars graze in the vault of heaven, so long shall your honor, your name, your praises endure." – Publius Vergilius Maro

"Find me here
Speak to me
I want to feel you
I need to hear you
You are the light
That is leading me to the place where I find peace again
You are the strength that keeps me walking
You are the hope that keeps me trusting
You are the life to my soul
You are my purpose
You are everything
And how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this
You calm the storms
You give me rest
You hold me in your hands
You won't let me fall
You steal my heart and you take my breath away
Would you take me in
Would you take me deeper now
'cause you're all I want
You are all I need
You are everything, everything" – "Everything" – Lifehouse

"Here I am
Broken wings
Quiet thoughts
Unspoken dreams
Here I am
Alone again
And I need her now
To hold my hand
She's all, she's all I ever had
She's the air I breathe
She's all, she's all I ever had
It's the way she makes me feel
It's the only thing that's real
It's the way she understands
She's my lover, she's my friend
And when I look into her eyes
It's the way I feel inside
Like the man I want to be
She's all I'll ever need
So much time
So much pain(but)
There's one thing
That still remains (it's the)
The way she cared
The love we shared
And through it all
She's always been there
She's all, she's all I ever had
In a world so cold, so empty
She's all, she's all I ever had
It's the way she makes me feel
It's the only thing that's real
It's the way she understands
She's my lover, she's my friend
And when I look into her eyes
It's the way I feel inside
Like the man I want to be
She's all I'll ever need" – "She's All I Ever Had" – Ricky Martin


Sydney helped Vaughn to the bathroom and brushed his teeth before helping him back to the bedroom to get ready for bed. She started to remove his clothes, taking his shirt off first. She stopped after it was off and walked over the door, locking it. She turned around and leaned against the door. He sat on the bed, watching her as she started to saunter over to him. She smiled alluringly as she moved to the bed, spreading his legs and standing between them. She reached out her hands and framed his face, tilting it upwards and capturing his lips in a slow and sensual kiss.

He brought his right hand around to hold onto her back, splaying his fingers out across the material of her shirt. He moved his hand underneath her shirt, desperate to touch her skin-to-skin.

He rubbed his finger up and down the column of her spine, tracing patters as he reintroduced his newly freed finger to feeling. She shivered as she felt his finger trace lightly up and down her spine, every hair on her body standing at attention as he made her shudder in titillation.

She deepened the kiss, running her tongue over his teeth, sucking his bottom lip into her mouth.

"Mmm…" he moaned as her kisses and touches began to have an effect on him. Her hands moved through his hair, rubbing over his back and chest on their way to giving him as much pleasurable sensation as possible.

She cupped the back of his neck with her hand and gently reclined him back, his head hitting the bed soundlessly. The only sounds that filled the room were their wet kisses and the barely audible rustling sound of loose clothing.

As he grazed her bra strap, he began to fumble with the clasp, struggling to open it with his uncooperative fingers. Just as Sydney was about to reach back and help him with the offending material, they were both surprised by the definitive "snap" of the clasp. Grins spread across their faces as they could barely control their excitement at his new achievement. This only served to fuel their passion as Sydney grabbed his face and kissed him fiercely, as if both their lives depended on it.

They broke apart only to come up for air, Sydney taking advantage of the opportunity to rip her shirt over her head. Vaughn reached his right hand up to slide her bra straps down her arms, then removed the garment altogether. He just stared at her for a few seconds, drinking in the expression on her face – her flushed cheeks, swollen lips, and the look in her eyes, so full of love and passion for HIM. It took his breath away. The thought that this could have all been taken away from him – the love and support of this incredibly beautiful and amazing woman – gave him a new resolve to do whatever it took to overcome this difficult chapter in his life.

Sydney noticed him staring at her; she could tell he was thinking about something. "Michael, what is it?" she asked.

Hearing her voice, Vaughn was brought back to the present, and vowing to never waste another moment with his angel reached up to pull her to him. He kissed her fully but softly on her mouth, and whispered, "Later. Right now all I want is to get lost in you."

Sydney nodded and smiled, their kiss deepened, as they lay close together, chest-to-chest, hearts pounding together. Sydney ran her left hand through Vaughn's hair, stopping to play with the fringe along the top of his neck. He reached his right hand up to fully enclose her left breast for the first time in what felt like forever. They both moaned at the sensation. Syd stared into his eyes, and with no words passing between them she knew what he needed to do. Sitting up slightly to maintain as much contact as possible, she gently reached for his left arm and guided his hand to her other breast, using her hand to mold his around her. Vaughn's eyes closed almost instantaneously as he drowned in the feeling of being able to touch her again in this intimate way. Sydney began gently squeezing his hand around her, as Vaughn matched her rhythm with his right, and soon she was starting to grind against him as tingling sensations started traveling through her body straight to her core.

Sydney continued to grind against Vaughn as his arousal became very obvious, his erection straining against the material of his sweatpants. He moved his right hand down to the waistband of Sydney's jeans. He struggled to open the button, but quickly grew frustrated with the task, "Syd, these need to go – NOW. Please, before I hurt myself trying to take them off," his voice very deep and his breathing erratic.

Sydney just flashed him a full-dimpled smile and slid back off of him long enough to remove her jeans, deciding to rid him of his sweatpants and boxers while she was at it. As she pulled his pants down his legs, his cock sprang into view. She loved the effect she had on him, his penis standing tall before her.

Sydney crawled back up the bed towards him like an animal stalking its prey, coming to a stop when she reached his right side. She was completely nude now, except for the simple white cotton hi-cut panties she had deliberately left on.

"I could use a little help with these," she almost purred.

Vaughn moaned, letting his right hand creep up the inside of her thigh to the junction between her legs. He could feel just how incredibly wet she was through the thin material of her panties, and the thought of burying himself inside her made his cock jump in anticipation. He slid his hand up further, to the top of her panties and slowly began pushing them down, a few inches at a time, switching from one hip to the other. His breath hitched at the sight of her curls, and finally her panties reached her knees, where Sydney reached down to finish removing them.

Before Sydney could move away, Vaughn once again slid his hand up her thigh until he reached his desired destination. He began to gently rub her clit, first back and forth, then in small circles, eliciting a series of moans from Sydney. He let his fingers travel a little further back and without warning plunged his index and middle finger deep inside her. Sydney nearly collapsed on top of him, grabbing the headboard for support. She knew she wouldn't last too much longer if she let him continue at his current pace, and she wanted them to come together.

She reached down to remove his hand from her, and threw her right leg over his abdomen. She straddled Vaughn, leaning down to kiss him deeply. Her tongue entered his mouth, where it began intertwining with his, a slow dance that gained speed until reaching an almost feverish pitch.

Breaking away gasping for air, Sydney looked into Vaughn's eyes. They were deep green and sparkling; reflecting the desire she knew must be evident in her own.

Vaughn breathlessly whispered, "Syd, I need to be inside you – right now."

She needed no further encouragement, positioning herself over his very hard, very ready cock. In one swift movement Sydney impaled herself upon him, the sensation proving almost too much for both of them.

Staring wide-eyed at each other, they sat motionless for a few moments as Vaughn tried to regain some semblance of control and Sydney adjusted to having him fully inside her.

"Jesus, Syd. You feel SO good."

"God, Michael, so do you. Do you feel how you fill me up? Such a perfect fit, like you were made just for me."

Sydney leaned down over him, pressing her hardened nipples against his chest and kissed him gently. As they began moving slowly together she would pull almost all the way off of him, until he felt his head at her opening when she would plunge back down – hard.

"Oh yeah baby – you are SO good!" Vaughn almost hissed.

Sydney leaned up to give him a quick smile, and he thrust into her as hard as he could, causing her to moan deeply, "Oh Michael!"

Vaughn, very encouraged by her response, began to thrust against her, their chest-to-breast position allowing him to rub against her clit with each thrust. He started to roll her left nipple in between the fingers of his right hand, further intensifying the sensations running through her body.

"Oh God – Michael! HARDER...Oh...GOD! Baby, you feel SO good inside me."

With that, Vaughn felt himself grow even harder – something he thought impossible. She felt so damn good, her muscles gently squeezing him with each thrust. Her hands were splayed out on the mattress on either side of his head, giving her leverage as she slammed back against him, meeting him thrust for thrust.

"That's it, baby," he said. "Harder – take me deeper inside you."

Sydney moaned and started rocking against him even harder. He turned his head to the right where he could kiss the inside of her wrist.

"Ah, Syd," he moaned loudly. "So good...faster baby. I need to come…deep inside you…"

He continued his attack on her wrist, nibbling and licking along the vein that ran up the inside of it. Syd could finally take no more and wave after wave of sensation began to hit her, and she practically screamed his name. Then, a little softer, almost mumbling incoherently, "Michael, I love you."

Those four little words sent him tumbling over the edge, fulfilling his desire to come deep inside her as she continued to clench around him. She collapsed against his chest, utterly spent. Hearts pounding, breathing heavy as they came down from their high. Sydney leaned up to gently kiss him, this time tenderly and full of love. He reached up to brush a few strands of hair out of her face, looked into her sparkling eyes, and said, "I love you, too, Sydney."

She smiled and nestled back into his chest, their bodies sticky and warm, their breathing slowly revisiting normalcy. Sydney pulled the covers over them, the cotton sheets cool on their slick skin and they slept, a dreamless and tranquil, satisfied sleep.