The soft sway of the green meadow's tall yellow, white, and purple flowers in the early summer wind catches my attention. I've never seen anything so beautiful in my entire life. I slowly walk across the rolling hills, my long golden blonde hair blowing across my face in the balmy breeze. When I reach my destination, I lie down on the sun-warmed earth surrounded by the fragrant blooms, my white dress fanning out around me. I turn my head to see a beautiful monarch butterfly land on one of the white blossoms near me. I watch as its graceful wings flutter gently, then it takes off. It floats on the gentle breeze for a moment then lands on my hand, which is casually lying across my flat stomach. I feel a light tickling sensation as it flaps its wings ever so slightly. It takes off again landing on the largest of my ravens, tickling again. The lone butterfly is soon joined by several others of various size and color. They are landing all over my body and then taking off, causing a delightful sensation. As a large butterfly flutters across my lips, I let out a sigh and close my eyes.
When I finally open my eyes, Tobias is looking down at me, lightly running his callused fingertips across the ravens that fly across my collarbone and then down my sweater-covered arm. I look around, confused, and then realize the scene in the meadow with all the butterflies was just a lovely dream. I smile up at Tobias, and he returns my grin and slowly lowers his mouth to mine, kissing me tenderly. He pulls back after a moment, passion clouding his dark blue eyes. I reach up and run my hands through his dark curls, pulling his mouth back to mine, starved for the taste of his kiss. He breaks our contact once again and with one swift motion pulls the quilt and top sheet that are covering us off onto the floor. I leisurely move my hands down from his hair and slide them under the hem of his tight black t-shirt and glide them over his bare back. He leans up a little, and I easily pull his shirt off over his head. His hungry mouth lands on mine, and I nibble on his bottom lip teasing him while I run my hands all over his sculpted naked back.
He rolls us over so I'm lying on top of him. I sit up and look down into his dark soulful eyes. I take in every inch of his bare chest following my eyes with my purposeful hands. His breathing increases, and the muscles in his already rigid stomach tighten under my touch. I grip the hem of my black sweater and slowly raise it up over my head and toss it to the floor. I look into his eyes then beckon him to me with a finger. He sits up so we're face-to-face. I place my arms on his shoulders, and he wraps his around my waist. I feel his hands on the small of my back, and we just gaze into each other's eyes for a moment savoring the closeness of the other. I feel his hands gradually slide up my back to my bra and expertly unhook it in one deft move. I lower my arms and let the lingerie slide off of my shoulders and down my arms, then I toss it away. I put my arms back around Tobias's neck and pull myself closer to him, savoring the feel of his naked skin on mine. I feel his mouth just below my left ear and a sudden little pull as he playfully bites me.
I push him back onto the bed and cover him with my body. I kiss him hard, plunging my tongue into his already open mouth. He moans causing a shiver to race down my spine. I break away gasping for much-needed air then start kissing my way down his neck, roaming my hands up and down his chiseled body. I kiss each collarbone then trail my way down his broad, muscled chest. I stop at his left nipple and playfully dart my tongue against it making him moan. I draw it into my mouth then circle the hardened bud with my tip of my tongue, nibble at it gently, and tease him mercilessly just like he does me. He grasps the back of my head in his vice-like grip and doesn't allow me to move away from him. I then turn my attention to his right nipple, flitting my tongue out against it then pulling him into my hot mouth teasing, circling, and biting. I graze my fingernails down his chest and across his hardened nipples eliciting another moan from deep within his throat as I kiss my way further down his tight abdomen. I place light butterfly kisses all around his bellybutton then dip my tongue into his navel, teasing.
I lean back and unbutton his jeans then unzip his fly feeling his rock hard bulge beneath my fingers. I slide them down his legs and toss them away. He's left only in his tiny boxer briefs, straining to be free. I lie down on the end of the bed next to his legs, and he gently raises up on his elbows watching me. My heart is hammering in my chest thinking about what it is I want to do next. I need to know what he feels like. I raise my eyes to his as I timidly skim my hand over his hard length. His sharp intake of air excites me and urges me further than I've ever gone before. I run my right hand leisurely up every inch of his hard shaft feeling him through the protective barrier of his cotton underwear. I move my now trembling hands to the waistband of his boxer briefs, and he stops breathing all together. I once again meet his eyes as I lower his underwear. He lifts his hips allowing me to slide them off, exposing him to me. We both breathe in a ragged breath at the same time. I slowly drag my eyes from his and deliberately take in his perfect form causing a sigh to escape my lips and butterflies to dance in my stomach. He is still resting on his elbows, unsteady ragged breaths dragging in and out of his lungs. His stomach muscles are tight and taut, as are the muscles in his leg beneath my fingertips. I lightly run my hand up the hard contour of his thigh then move it up inch by inch until I slide it along his engorged manhood. I circle my hand around the base of his erection feeling him in my hand for the first time, and I hear his breath catch in his throat. He's very hard yet amazingly soft and pulsating with life. I glide my hand up and down his shaft a couple times amazed at the feel. When I look up at Tobias, want is filling his eyes.
I release him from my grip and crawl up beside him capturing his mouth with my own, kissing him greedily. He parts my lips with his own, and I suck on his tongue as soon as he thrusts it in my mouth. He groans and flips us over, not breaking the kiss. I feel his hand cover my aching breast, kneading and teasing my sensitive nipple, and once again I find myself gasping for air. He moves his mouth slowly to my neck running just the tip of his tongue lightly to its destination. He kisses below my left ear then runs his tongue up and into my ear. I feel every kiss between my thighs. I lie back feeling my heart rate increase, enjoying every touch. He slowly makes his way to my tender breasts, which are throbbing with need and covers me with his mouth. I arch my back as I feel him pull one nipple into his mouth, sucking and lapping gently. He runs his tongue around and around the aching bud making me squirm while his fingers play with my other nipple. I pull his head closer to me and writhe under him with lust. He turns his attention to my other breast, repeating every kiss, every lick, every motion.
I feel his hands move down and unbutton my jeans and lower the zipper. I try to sit up to help him take my pants off but he gently pushes me back on the bed. He releases my aching bud from his mouth and trails his tongue down my body placing sweet kisses here and there along my trembling flesh. He stops at my navel and kisses it like he does my mouth, pushing his tongue in and swirling it around. I feel every movement between my legs as the familiar pressure begin to build. It's absolutely amazing what he does to my body.
I feel his hands on the waistband of my jeans, and I raise my hips slightly to allow him to slide them off me. He throws them to the floor and immediately removes my panties and throws them on top of the jeans. He trails kisses along my hips and down both thighs. I can barely breathe when he dips his head between my outstretched legs, and I feel his tongue flutter out and lightly touch my nubbin. I let out a long raspy sigh as he kisses my womanhood and actually pushes his tongue inside me. I grasp the bed sheets with both hands as this new sensation moves through me. He is actually making love to me with his tongue, moving it in and out. Soon he moves his tongue to dance along my nubbin. As the pressure builds, my breath is coming quicker and quicker, and I tangle my fingers in his hair, keeping his mouth on me. He slowly enters one finger into my moist womanhood, thrusting it back and forth while keeping his talented tongue swirling and lapping. Soon he enters a second finger, picking up the pace and sucking my nubbin between his teeth and biting just a little. I can't hold back as I'm propelled to new heights. My eyes roll back in my head, every muscle tenses, and my toes curl as he brings me over the edge. I call out his name again and again as my body clenches down on his probing digits.
When I start to come down from the blissful heights he took me to, he's above me looking down into my eyes with a cocky grin on his face. I grab him and pull his mouth to mine, letting our tongues dance. I reach down between us and take him in my hand, stroking him a few times. I then position him at my entrance, and I moan as he sinks into me a few inches. I feel him pull his hips back and as he pushes back into me, I thrust my hips up to meet his, allowing him to slide all the way in. I gasp as I once again experience the fullness I've been craving. I wrap my arms around his neck and grip my legs tightly around his waist as he stays buried deeply within my stretching walls, unmoving, allowing me to get used to the fullness he creates. He kisses me tenderly, running his fingers through my hair, then caressing my face. He leans back and doesn't take his eyes off of mine as he pulls almost his entire length out of me then slides back in. Then he doesn't move again for another few seconds, driving me crazy. He moves his mouth down to my neck and starts kissing his way to my left ear as he begins a slow, deliberate pace. I hang onto him, moving my hips in harmonized rhythm with his. His mouth finds mine again, and he kisses me passionately as we move together as one. He laces his fingers with mine and holds our arms above my head as he quickens the pace further, my orgasm building to new heights. His mouth never leaves mine as our pace increases further like we're racing full steam ahead towards an invisible finish line. As I feel I'm about ready to barrel over the edge of a cliff, he thrusts impossibly harder and faster and deeper into me causing my entire body to spasm and shudder uncontrollably with pleasure, and I feel him releasing himself into me. He thrusts a couple more times, emptying himself totally then collapses on top of me, still holding our hands above my head. Soon he releases me but I just let my arms stay where they are, totally exhausted, letting my heartbeat return to normal. After a few minutes, his manhood slides out of me and he rolls onto his back, lying next to me. I roll onto my stomach, leaning up on my elbows, and look at him.
"How's your head and chest? Are you okay?" I ask as I kiss his shoulder, not wanting him to be in any pain. He puts his arms behind his head and turns to look at me.
"I feel great. You're the only medicine I need," he says, and I roll my eyes at him. He just grins a goofy grin, and it makes my heart skip a beat. I love it when he's so happy. "Are you hungry, love?" Love? It's the first time he's called me something other than Tris, Beatrice, or Six and I love it.
"I'm starving but I'm not ready to get out of bed yet," I say, running my hand lightly up and down his hard chest. His eyes glaze over as my hand dips lower towards his resting length. He catches my hand with his and raises it to his lips, kissing it softly.
"When you touched me, I almost came," he says quietly. "I wasn't expecting you to do that."
"I wanted … no, I needed to know how you felt," I say after taking a couple deep breaths, calming the rising anxiety. "I love how you feel when you're inside me, Tobias. I wanted to know how you felt when I touched you."
"And?" he prompts, letting the unasked question hang in the air.
"You were hard, very hard but also velvety soft, pulsating with life. I wasn't expecting that but I'm not sure what I was expecting," I say shyly, ducking my head into his chest. "I liked it. It turned me on even more."
"I love you so much but you know that," he says lovingly in my ear.
"It's nice to hear it anyway," I say looking in his dark blue eyes, getting momentarily lost until his stomach growls. We laugh together, and then he kisses me. He slides out of bed, pulls on his jeans, and tosses me my underwear. As I slide into my black lacy boy shorts, he goes to the drawer to get his old t-shirt, which he likes to see me in after we make love. He hands it to me, and I draw it on over my head.
He gently takes my hand in his and leads me down to the kitchen. He unexpectedly sweeps me up into his muscular arms, kissing me tenderly, then sits me on the island facing into the kitchen and starts gathering ingredients, utensils, cutting boards, and a pot to make us spicy sausage potato soup. My hungry eyes follow him as he easily maneuvers around the kitchen peeling, slicing, dicing, opening, heating, mixing, stirring, and soon I feel the familiar tightening in my stomach. I don't know what's happening to me but I'm getting extremely turned on right now just by watching him make a simple meal.
I sit on the island turning ideas over and over in my head while my eyes follow him around. I want him and I want him now. I don't want to wait and I don't want to go back upstairs. I want something different. My heart is soon hammering so loudly in my chest I'm sure he'll hear and turn to investigate. I decide to be brave and show him what I want. I silently jump down off the island and saunter over to him. I slide my hands around his waist and run my hands over his rock hard abs and feel them tighten further under my touch. I place my lips on his Dauntless tattoo and reach forward to turn the heat off from under the soup. He turns in my arms and looks at me, ready to object, when he sees the storm brewing in my cloudy eyes. Without a word, I quickly pull his mouth to mine and kiss him greedily until we are breathless. I back away from him and take him firmly by the hand, leading him to the living room. I gently push him back onto the couch and follow him onto his lap, straddling his hips.
I boldly take the oversized black t-shirt I'm wearing slowly off over my head and toss it to the floor. I watch as his eyes glaze over with lust. He reaches up to touch me but I hold his hands at his side and slowly shake my head no. I then move my mouth back to his, letting our lips move together tenderly. My tongue coaxes his lips open, and I slide my tongue into his willing mouth and explore every sweet inch. As the passion builds, the kiss becomes almost brutal with need. I finally relent and let his hands free. He immediately covers my bare breasts with his callused hands, kneading, squeezing, caressing. He's not being as gentle as he normally is in his desire-filled state but he isn't hurting me. He grazes my nipples with his thumbnails, and they stand at attention beckoning his mouth, and he does not disappoint. With his hands firmly on the small of my back, he leans me back letting his hot, wet mouth first land on my right breast, licking, biting and teasing my aching, sensitive bud then he moves to the left, repeating the sweet torture. He continues his attention on my tender breasts until I shudder in his arms as sheer lust travels through me. I lean myself forward so I can move my hands to his jeans. I unbutton the button and together Tobias and I slide his pants down and off without me ever getting off his lap. I move sideways, and we manage to slide my panties off then I straddle his naked lap.
His hungry mouth lands on mine, his tongue darting in and out. I hold myself close to him, feeling every hard muscle of his chest, stomach, and thighs. When we break away breathless, I raise myself with my knees and grasp his manhood with my hand. I glide my fist up and down his shaft a couple times then move him toward my entrance. I slowly lower myself onto every rock hard, pulsating inch of him. I let my head roll back as Tobias fills me, and his lips find the sensitive skin at the hollow beneath my throat, sucking gently. I let myself drop down until I've taken all of him deep inside of me. We don't move for a solid minute getting used to the feeling of this new position. It seems deeper this way. I put my hands on either side of Tobias' face and kiss him roughly. When I pull back, I lower my hands to rest on his shoulders and look into his desire-filled almost black eyes. Never once taking my eyes off of his, I use my legs to raise myself until he almost slides out of me then I let myself fall until he is fully seated again. I wait a few seconds then repeat the move. After a few thrusts I set a slow, steady in-and-out pace letting myself rise and fall on him. He rests his hands on my hips, helping me raise and lower myself on his hard length. When I feel the sweet pressure start to build, I quicken the pace. He starts thrusting upward every time I force myself down, causing a guttural moan to escape my lips.
Tobias grabs tight to my hips and drops to his knees. Suddenly I'm on my back on the floor, and he is thrusting into me hard and fast, causing the pressure to rise at an alarming rate. I can barely catch my breath as I raise my hips to meet each one of his frenzied thrusts. He reaches between our bodies and starts to rub my throbbing nubbin with his thumb. He keeps up this frantic pace until I can't take anymore. I scream his name as a wave of pleasure crashes over me so hard I think I might drown before I surface. He keeps up the furious pace as he empties into me, still circling my nubbin with his thumb as I ride wave after wave of pure pleasure. Soon he slows the pace then stops all together, collapsing on top of me, and I once again welcome his weight. I cling to him, willing my heart to stop hammering in my chest. After a few minutes, Tobias leans up over me with a curious look on his face. I close my eyes for a moment, heat rising up into my cheeks, then open them to shyly look into his loving eyes.
"I got turned on watching you cook supper, and I ... couldn't ... wait, Tobias. I wanted you ... desperately," I say, barely above a whisper. "I didn't think you'd mind waiting for supper for just a little while longer."
"You're absolutely right about that," he says with a laugh, lowering his lips to mine. He kisses me softly, sweetly. We part when we're both once again breathless.
"I didn't say it earlier, but I love you, Tobias," I say, caressing his face and relishing the feel of him still buried deeply inside of me. "I think I've loved you since you helped me out of the net that first day. Thank you for loving me ... in all the ways you love me. I don't know what I would do without you." He looks down at me with emotion-filled eyes, and his mouth lands on mine, kissing me passionately.
"You're never going to have to find out, Tris, because I'm yours and only yours, forever. You are everything that I've ever wanted ... and thank you for loving me," he says after we break apart. He starts to lower his mouth back to mine when his stomach grumbles again, and we can't help but laugh.
"I guess we better get back to making supper," I say, giggling. "I'll try not to rip your clothes off again while you finish the potato soup, but I can't make any promises."