“Please what?” I tease, rubbing my piercing around the edge of her tight hole.
“Please fuck my ass!” she screams, and it’s a good thing Ash is out tonight and we have the place to ourselves.
“Very well, Hollywood.” I push my dick in an inch. “Remember you begged for this.” I take my time easing insideher, thrusting a little harder through the first ring of muscle. “Relax, beautiful.” I lock eyes on her. “Watch my face and just let yourself feel me going where no man has gone before.” My lips twitch.
She narrows her eyes before a giggle bursts free. “You’re ridiculous. Your dick is partway in my ass, and you’re cracking jokes.”
“Just keeping it real, Hollywood. Now eyes on me.”
The air shifts, and delicious tension wafts around us. “You are so sexy,” I say as I push through her resistance. “You undo me, beautiful.” I thrust fast, bottoming out, and she gasps. Leaning forward with my hands on her folded legs, I brush my nose against hers. “My dick is all up in your arse, Hollywood. I’m all kinds of excited.” She rolls her eyes, but she’s smiling. I kiss her lips. “All joking aside, you doing okay?”
“Yes. I’m good.” Her eyes well up. “I’ve never felt closer to another soul, Dillon.”
I know what she means. There’s a level of trust doing this that is unlike anything else. “Same, beautiful,” I whisper before I kiss her softly and without urgency. We kiss for a few minutes while I let her body adjust to me, and then I fuck her.
Boy, do I fuck her.
I can’t hold back any longer. I’m more aroused than ever before, and she feels fucking divine. It’s no surprise I’m already addicted to her arse, just like I’m addicted to every other part of this incredible woman.
Vivien stays with me, responsive and enthusiastic like always, as I slam in and out. The sensations flowing through my body are transcendental. As I rock into her, I watch her face, ensuring she’s comfortable and in this with me. She doesn’t let me down. Seeing the look of raw pleasure in her eyes almost undoes me. She’s loving it, just like I hoped she would. I’m reading her body, watching for familiar signs, and when I seethem, I rub her clit with my fingers and command her to come, watching in awe as she comes apart with my dick buried deep in her forbidden place.
I’m not long following her, spilling cum into the condom as I slide in and out, wanting to milk every drop of this experience.
After, I cuddle her, and then we shower together, and I rub some aloe vera gel around her hole before we crawl back under the covers.
“Was it okay?” I ask when we’re naked spooning.
She turns around, caressing my chin and pressing a light kiss to my lips. “It was amazing. You’re amazing. I love everything you do to me.”
I hold her even tighter, wanting to bundle her up and keep her in my arms forever. I didn’t think it was possible, but this has brought us even closer. I’ve never felt more connected to another living soul, not ever, and I don’t say that lightly. Emotions whirl inside me, but I refuse to untangle them. Not now. I just want to enjoy every second of this moment, already knowing this is a memory I’ll never forget.
Viv falls asleep before me, looking like a goddess with her flushed cheeks, plump lips, and dark hair fanned out on the pillow. I stare at her for a long time, memorizing every freckle, every trickle of air that escapes her full lips, and tracing the subtle lifting of her chest with my eyes. My heart swells and swells until it feels like it might burst. She makes me feel so many things, and though I’m still terrified, my fear pales under the weight of everything else I’m feeling. Dusting soft kisses into her hair, I hug her close, careful not to wake her up.
I desperately want to grab a few pictures to capture this moment because she looks so satisfied and peaceful in sleep, but I can’t force myself to break away from her, and it isn’t long before I’m joining her in slumber.
36
AGE 20
“Why do you have that goofy look on your face?” Ro asks after I collect my washing from the washer-dryer in the kitchen. I didn’t want to leave Viv this morning, but I’ve run out of clothes, so I dashed back to our gaff to put on a wash and get changed. Ro and I will meet the girls at the usual place in Christchurch, and we’ll all drive together to Kilcoole. Ma is expecting us for Sunday dinner.
“No reason,” I lie. I’m not telling my little brother it’s ’cause I’m deliriously happy. And not just because of the nonstop sex or the fact I took Viv’s anal virginity last night. It’s the combination of everything. Happiness just bleeds from my pores these days. It’s impossible to be in a bad mood. I just float around the place all the time like a right clown.
“Can I talk to you?” Jay asks, wetting his lips and tweaking the tips of his faux hawk. It’s a nervous tell, which is how I know this is serious.
“Sure.”
“In private,” he adds, and Ro flips his middle finger up.
“Some things are not for your ears, little O’Donoghue,” Jay says.
Ro grabs his junk. “Suck my cock, Fleming.”
“You’re not my type.”
My gaze bounces between them. “If you two clowns are done, let’s talk. We’re leaving soon.”
“Okay. What’s up?” I ask Jay a couple minutes later when we’re safely tucked away in my bedroom. I start folding my clothes, placing them in my duffel bag as I wait for my best mate to fess up.
