Conrad:
Isabel Conklin is in my arms tonight and it's not something I take lightly. She is the drug and I am the addict. The smell of her shampoo, the softness of her lips, and the small gasps escaping her lips are enough to send me over the edge. I would follow her anywhere.
As we kiss on the couch in front of the fireplace, it occurs to me we are still the same summer kids at heart. So much has changed yet nothing has changed at all. Our hearts still only beat for each other. I'd like to believe it wasn't fate that brought us here tonight but perhaps a more powerful and magnetic force: love.
Our kisses deepen and I lift her from the couch into my arms. It catches her by surprise and she smiles under my lips as I hold her. I could feel her walls come crashing down and my resolve crumble for her. Her body shivers against mine.
"You're freezing." I whisper against her lips as we kiss.
Belly smiles under my lips. "So are you."
I wasn't cold from the ocean anymore. I was shivering from her touch. My body was buzzing from every kiss. I was burning with desire for her.
"You did say I was cold-hearted once." I tease her. She laughs and it's my favorite sound in the world.
"No." She shakes her head and pulls away to look at me. "You want people to think that but you're not." She whispers, looking into my eyes.
"Then what am I?" My eyes flash to her lips then back to her deep chocolate eyes as I hold the most beautiful girl in the world in my arms.
"You're Conrad Fisher." She kisses me. "The boy who taught me to slow dance."
I smile under her kiss and spell, remembering.
"The boy who taught me infinity." She kisses me again.
"My first crush." She laughs against my lips.
"The only boy I've ever thought about." She kisses me with more passion. "It's always been you…"
Her words take me back to the first night we had spent at Cousins near the fireplace. Our first time. I pull away to look at her as I tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear. It was still wet from the ocean but I didn't care. I'd never seen anyone or anything more beautiful in my entire life.
I recite her exact words from that night: "There's only you. There's only ever been you."
Belly looks at me in awe. I watch surprise wash over her face as my words sink in. I wasn't sure why I had never told her after all these years that I was awake when she had spoken those words to me that night. Maybe it was out of fear. I had kept her words locked away inside my heart with the hope that maybe one day we would end up exactly where we are now. And here we were. Two young hearts finding their way home. To each other.
Belly leans in and smiles. Our noses kiss before our lips do and we exchange a kiss that's worth a thousand words. She shivers as I hold her and I pull away.
"Let's get you warm." I tell her.
I carry her to the stairs and she giggles in my arms.
Our lips are like glue and our hearts are beating out of our chests for each other. I kick the bathroom door open upstairs then set her down on her feet. I cup her face and hair as we kiss, unable to keep our hands and lips off of each other. I never wanted to forget tonight or her. How would I ever live without her again?
She takes off my shirt and her hands trace over my chest. It sends electric jolts straight to my heart. I unbutton her top next and I take my time to show her I'm in no rush. Her top falls to the ground and she shivers. She is wearing a lace bra but what captures my attention most is the infinity necklace around her neck. After all this time, she still had it. I blink and lightly trace it with my finger, our love story playing like a movie in my mind. I had always wondered if she had kept it. And now I have proof. Proof that she felt the same way I was. Proof that we were written in the stars. Proof that it was us in the end.
When I look back into her eyes, something clicks between us. Our eyes and lips agree on what is about to happen and we take our time undressing the rest of each other as if it was our first time – or maybe cherishing it as if it's our last time. She was so beautiful. A gift you take your time unwrapping. A gem you want to protect forever. I made sure to tell her how beautiful she was as we undressed each other. I didn't want her to forget it.
I turn on the shower head with one hand as we both step into the shower kissing. We laugh as the warm water splashes our cold faces. The warmth feels amazing but it's nothing compared to the warmth I have in my heart for her. Belly closes her eyes under the stream of water and I have never in my life seen anyone more perfect. Belly had always been beautiful to me but what made her even more beautiful and unique was the fact she didn't know it. She was completely oblivious to the effect she had on people. Let alone the effect she had on me. When she opens her eyes, she smiles at me and my heart is forever taken with that smile and with those eyes. My heart is hers.
"Still cold?" I smirk.
She shakes her head as her eyes flash from my eyes to my lips, "I'm warming up."
I reach for her hands to make the first move and our fingers interlace. I could tell she was just as nervous as I was. She looks down at our hands then back up at me. She still had such a youthful innocence to her. I kiss her slow and romantic under the shower and she presses her body against mine. I could stay like this forever. I press her back against the shower wall and pin her arms above her head, the movement leaving us both breathless.
"How about now?" I laugh.
She smiles. "Still cold."
I take it as an invitation to take it a step further.
"Let me warm you up." I begin to trail kisses down her neck.
The smell of her shampoo guides me as I kiss down her neck and back up towards her ear. She moans my name as I suck on her ear and it's all the reassurance I need to keep going.
I grab her favorite soap and lather her beautiful body in it, leaving suds and bubbles behind. I trail the soap down her breasts as I kiss them. I make eye contact with her as I trail the soap to the curve of her hips. Eventually, the soap in my hand slowly makes its way down to her entrance and she shivers from the thrill of it all.
"Can I touch you?"
Her breath is shaky as she nods slowly. "Please."
"Are you sure?" I whisper, holding her hand. "I only want this if you do."
She surprises me when she moves my hand back to her entrance, willing me to touch her. The soap drops.
"I've never been so sure." She breathes.
"Tell me if you want to stop, okay?" I whisper against her lips as I kiss her. She presses her body against mine.
My fingers trace over her warm entrance and clit to tease her. A moan escapes her mouth and she rests her head back on the wall, closing her eyes. There was no better sight than this. No better feeling than this. No better feeling than pleasuring the woman you love.
I start slow and gentle. I know it had been awhile and I wanted to show her I remembered what she likes. I start with one finger to warm her up then we gradually build to two. Belly's hips move with my fingers and it's an image committed to memory. The way her lips quivered as she moaned. The way her hips buckled against me, begging for more. It was different from our first time. There was more desperation behind it. More depth. More passion. Our bodies wouldn't rest until they got what they wanted after all of these years. Every kiss and every touch whispered, "I miss you. I need you. Right now."
Belly stops me minutes in and I look at her, scared that I had hurt her or that we had taken it too far. She surprises me when her hands reach for me. I moan into her mouth as she kisses and teases me back, stroking my member. She never fails to surprise me.
"Belly…" I whisper. "You don't have to-"
I wanted tonight to be all about her. I didn't want her to feel like she owes me anything. It was enough for me just to be with her like this.
"Shh." She kisses me. "Let me touch you." She whispers.
And she does just that. She touches me in a way only Isabel Conklin can. She touches me in ways I only want her to. No one else.
She kneels down to take me in her mouth and my head falls back against the shower wall. It was better than I could have ever imagined. She shows me she remembers what I like too. The tension and sexual chemistry continue to build between us like the flames of a fire that can't be tamed. And when I'm close, I pull her back up to me and kiss her. I didn't want to finish like that. I wanted to finish with her. Together. The way it's meant to be.
I had no interest in fucking her. I wanted to show her the depths of my love. Make love to her. When you grow up with a girl like Belly your whole life, you don't allow yourself to look at her in that way. Of course I desired her and found her attractive but it never came from a selfish place or from a place of wanting something from her. It always came from a place of just wanting to be around her. I just wanted to be with her and the feeling never went away. It only grew stronger and stronger. Every summer, I would walk outside to greet her and fall head over heels all over again. It slowly turned into a feeling I could no longer bury deep inside. It was a mature feeling for a young man to feel. A scary and intense feeling. A love couldn't be killed. A love that you only experience once in a lifetime. A love that wasn't bred from lust but from years of friendship and memories. Infinity.
Belly presses her body against mine and I know it's time. Our bodies are both dripping and quivering with desire. I reach for the condom and slide it on carefully. I can feel her eyes on me and when I look at her, she looks nervous. I give her time to say no. I give her time to walk away as we look at each other. But she doesn't.
Instead, the angel in front of me steps closer and wraps her arms around my neck to kiss me, pressing her body to mine. I cup her face in my hand as my lips try to convey there is no one else for me. There was no room in my heart for any girl besides Isabel Conklin. It had always been her. Ever since we were kids. She was all I ever thought about. My girl. There was an infinite fire in my heart for her that would and could never burn out. I decide to tell her all of this an more.
"You're Isabel Conklin." I smile as we kiss. "My girl."
"A girl I've always known." I continue to kiss her. "My first crush."
She smiles under my lips. I was doing what she had done earlier.
"A girl who was obsessed with glass unicorns and the water." I laugh and she does too.
"And you." She adds, melting me.
"The only girl I could ever trust." I kiss her deeper. "The only girl I could ever..." I stop myself, wanting to take it seriously when I say those three little words.
We open our eyes at the same time and she looks at me. What we were feeling for each other right now could not be mistaken for anything else. I kiss her with as much love as my heart can pour into a kiss as I press her against the shower wall. I position myself at her entrance, feeling her warmth and we moan into each other's mouths. I couldn't hold it all in anymore. There was no hiding. Everything I had been too afraid to show her and tell her over the years rises to the surface. I was so fucking in love with her I could scream from the rooftops.
"I love you." I lift her in my arms as I kiss her against the shower wall. She pulls away and we look at each other under the stream of water. The whole world goes still.
"I love you so much, Isabel Conklin." I shake my head in disbelief that I was saying the words out loud to her face. I knew they were the kind you could never take back. "I don't know when or how but… I do. I love you." I whisper.
I watch her face and she looks like she is about to cry. She looks down and I begin to regret my words. Then she looks up at me with the most precious smile I'd ever seen. I wanted to frame it in my house so I could never forget it. She had the best smile I'd ever seen.
"Conrad Fisher..." She whispers, shaking her head. "I love you more. I don't think I ever stopped…"
She wraps her legs around me and we move against the shower wall completely in love. I enter her slowly as we maintain eye contact and she gasps from the sensation. We start slow then build up the pace like the flames of a fire burning stronger and stronger. We kiss under the water connected as one and I'm home.
Because it was the girl I had known and loved my whole life. My future, my past, and my present. My girl. My home. My Belly. A true angel sent to earth who somehow saw me as worthy to love her. And as I made love to her, I knew this was all I could ever want. All I would ever need. Isabel Conklins was in my arms and how would I ever be able to let her go again? I wouldn't. I couldn't.
I felt a burning desire to do whatever it takes. After tonight, I would make her mine in every way possible even if it meant proposing to her with paper rings and Sour Patch Kids. All I knew was I could search the ends of the earth and I'd still never find anyone like her. There was only one Isabel Conkin and wherever she goes, I go. After all, we had infinity to go and it all starts now. It all starts here. In this house where our love story began.
Author's Note:
I hope you guys enjoyed this steamy and lighthearted fanfic! It's a nice contrast to my others and was just for fun. As always, thank you for reading and please leave a review if you enjoyed this fanfic. Love you so much!