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BEGINNING OF MARCH 2038
What the fuck am I doing here? I hate these get-togethers so much.
Sigh.
Don’t be stupid, Ellie. You know exactly why you’re here.
You’re here because you’re an idiot.
You’re here because Dina asked if you’d be at the dance.
So, like the moron that you are, you’re standing at the bar, all by yourself, waiting and hoping to see her.
Typical, Ellie. Reading into everything. Especially when it involves Dina.
Get a grip, girl. Get. A. Grip.
At least there’s booze…
The twang of the music in the church isn’t half bad, but that doesn’t change my feelings about the situation much. They decorated the area with hanging string lights and pushed the pews against the walls. However, I still don’t want to be here, but what else would I be doing? Staring at my ceiling, playing a video game, sketching, or strumming away on my guitar. At least here I can see her. Even if it’s just a glance. Even if she doesn’t see me.
Wow, Ellie. You’re pathetic.
I like the tunes enough to bob my head along subtly. I should probably make it look like I’m enjoying myself a little bit and stop gnawing nervously on the inside of my mouth. Whoever is in charge of the music starts playing this weird folky stuff I’ve never heard before. This is an improvement to whatever they had going before.
Maybe I can try and learn a few songs if Maria lets me borrow the record. I've got nothing but time.
While I pretend to look at nothing I keep seeing glimpses of her skipping around with her partner on the dance floor in my peripheral…
Don’t look right at her. Don’t make it obvious.
This brown liquor is warming my chest and making my face get that “pins and needles” feeling…at least I have that going for me…and then I see her looking at me while she’s laughing and spinning around. It was quick. It must be my imagination. She just looked in this direction, not at me. There would be no way.
That smile though…oof.
She looks so free, so happy, so——
Jesse interrupts my thoughts and the smirk that crept onto my face vanishes like it wasn’t even there. I hope he didn’t see me gawking…
“I hate these things,” Jesse complains leaning against the bar next to me.
“Tell me about it,” I reply.
Dina looks like she is having a blast. I wish I was out there with her even though I can’t dance for shit.
“Your old man really laid into me today.” Jesse continues though I wasn’t actually listening to what he was saying; bringing up Joel catches my attention.
Ugh. C’mon Joel. Just leave it be for once. I can handle myself.
“What happened?” I look off to other people dancing trying to act like I'm not completely annoyed at Joel's constant overstep, but I am curious as to what the issue is now.
“Another lecture about my patrols. Don’t go here. Don’t go there. Funny how involved he gets whenever you’re scheduled to go out.” Jesse explains.
“Yeah.” I want to move on from this topic before I get too angry.
I can hear Dina laugh over the chatter and music, but I lost sight of her in the crowd.
“She’s uh… putting on quite the show.” Jesse was watching her, too.
Of course, he is. How could he not?
“I give you guys two weeks until you are back together.” I feel a pit in my stomach as the words escape my lips. Jesse and Dina were great together...are great together. I should just accept that. I care for them both enough that I should. We've all been close friends for years, but that doesn't make it any easier watching them be in love. I thought I was close to that once with Cat, but I couldn't fake what wasn't really there. Cat is a great person, but I just couldn't bring myself to feel what she felt. She called me her girlfriend, but I never reciprocated that. Whatever we had felt too casual for a name. We had fun and now we exchange pleasantries when we run into each other. Which works perfectly fine for me. It felt almost like a betrayal to be with Cat when my heart was somewhere else...even when we were alone together the handful of times we were, my thoughts fell on another girl.
Keep living in your head, Ellie. It's better up there than in reality.
“Not gonna happen.” Jesse snaps me back from my thoughts and he sounds firm at the notion that he and Dina are done. “She uh… say something to you?”
Ahhh I knew it. He misses her. Can’t blame him. If I had her I could never let her go. I’m sure Dina feels the same about him. She just needed a break, I guess.
“Make it one week.” I smile and look at Jesse trying to reassure him. Knowing the two of them they’ll be back together by the end of tonight and I will go back to pining from afar.
Fuck it. Move on, Ellie. You’re just friends. That will always have to be enough. Better than nothing, right?
And then I hear her…
“Ellie! Hey!” Dina excitedly calls over as she strides toward me with determination. Her eyes never left me. ”What took you so long?”
“Well, I’m here, aren’t I?” I say awkwardly. Dina's hand is resting on my arm. I didn’t think she cared so much that I was possibly coming here. I know she asked me what my plans were, but that was just a passing conversation. Nothing more.
Dina takes my drink from my hand and I watch her as she downs it in one gulp. I'm trying to memorize exactly how the shorter pieces of her hair are resting on her dewy skin. When she squeezes my arm affectionately I hurdle back down from whatever plane of existence I was flying off to in my head. My arm is radiating heat from where her hand is touching and I hope she doesn't notice. I feel my whole body going flush.
Goddamn, she looks gorgeous.
“Dina.” Jesse directs his words toward her in a feeble attempt to get a speck of attention from this incredible creature.
“Jesse.” Her nod at him is quick and her voice low. It even has a subtle hint of annoyance to it. “C'mon,” she says to me and grabs my hand with both of hers. It feels like I’ve been electrocuted starting at my fingertips.
“Hey, don’t forget we’re headin’ out early, so get some rest!” I hear Jesse shout as Dina drags me onto the dance floor.
“Yes, sir.” She says with a salute. Rolling her eyes in at him as she pulls me along.
What a smart ass.
“You’re such a dick.” I poke fun at her.
“Come on. Don’t you start with me,” She says with a devilish smile as we stop in the center of the room. She guides my hands around her waist and I feel a static trail where her fingers graze. My hands are resting on her lower back. I try to not move them too low, but my heart is pounding at the thought of what they could touch.
We begin to slowly dance to a beautiful song.
Holy shit. What is happening?
“Okay, I have a very serious question for you.” Dina says playfulness beaming out of her eyes “How bad do I smell?”
I take an exaggerated whiff near her shoulder. She smells amazing. She has a sweet aroma, something floral and earthy. The unmistakable scent of Dina.
“Like a hot pile of garbage.” I tease.
Ellie Williams. Queen of comedy.
Dina’s eyes light up at my mockery.
“Oh! Okay. How about that?” She says as she rubs her cheek against mine. Leaving her sweat glistening all over the side of my face.
My heart is racing so fast.
“Gross.” I kid back. I could care less that she did that. Our faces have never been so close before and I genuinely have no clue what she’s doing. I know she has been drinking, but she is acting differently. If I didn't know any better I would think she is flirting with me.
“You love it,” Dina says and she pulls me closer to her in our sway. Her ear softly brushes my cheek.
She has to feel my heart beating. There is literally no space between us.
What the fuck do I do?
Calm down.
At least she’s not looking at my face. My cheeks feel red hot.
I need to distract myself. I start looking around the church and I see practically the whole room watching us. It appears they’re wondering what the hell is going on.
Join the club.
“Every guy in this room is staring at you right now.” I point out my observation to Dina. I feel self-conscious due to all the eyes. I hate when people look at me with such intensity.
“Maybe they’re staring at you.” She lifts her head to speak into my ear and the tone of her voice has changed. It's no longer playful. It’s softer but somehow huskier. I can feel her breath on my neck as she speaks.
“They’re not,” I say confidently.
No one ever looks at me.
Not a fucking chance.
“Maybe they’re jealous of you,” Dina replies.
Probably. I’m dancing with the most beautiful woman in all of Jackson - possibly the world.
“I’m... just a girl. Not a threat.” My heart breaks a little when the words leave my lonely lips. My lack of confidence forever shines through at the best moments.
Dina pulls back to look at me with awe in her eyes and she gently pushes a piece of my hair behind my ear. Every part of me she touches feels like it leaves a trail of flame.
“Oh, Ellie… I think they should be terrified of you.”
Dina leans in and closes her eyes as she kisses me with her soft lips. I’m in shock for a brief moment, but find myself squeezing my eyes shut and kissing her back. Meeting her lips with the same firmness as she is giving to me. I feel her sneak her tongue into my mouth to caress mine.
I pull back from her after a moment and just smile. I feel high.
Fucking wow.
*THE NEXT DAY - DURING A ROUTINE PATROL - THE LIBRARY/SECRET GROW HOUSE*
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” I say to Dina as she smashes a jar of joints on the ground at my feet.
“I got it open, didn’t I?” She jests as if she didn't just throw a jar right near me.
I crouch down to grab one of the joints amongst the shards and sniff it. “Smells good”
Dina takes it from my hand and places it in between her teeth.
“I mean... We’re gonna be stuck here a while, right?” She flicks her lighter against her thigh and ignites it. Looking at me from top to bottom and then at the shabby couch.
Why is she looking at me like that?
“Totally trapped,” I say as we sit down and exchange a few puffs of the joint back and forth. Dina's knee is almost touching mine and I can almost feel the energy passing between them, like a magnetic pull or something. I'm choosing to stare at my feet because Dina is acting odd and I can't handle her eyes on a good day. My head is already feeling light, but I don’t think it’s the weed making me that way.
“Can I ask you a question?” Dina is looking at me with mischief in her eyes.
Oh, god. My stomach is doing cartwheels.
“I don’t know, can you?” I don’t think I want to have this conversation, but Dina is persistent.
Dina goes on, “Scale of one to ten. One being like absolute trash, and ten being life-altering… how would you rate our kiss from last night?”
Shit. Definitely don’t want to have this goddamn conversation.
“Why are we still talking about this? You said it was a mistake.” I reply.
Please let this stop. It was just a drunken kiss. We don’t need to do this and I would rather not. We can just forget it ever happened. I mean, I won’t but…
“Did I say that?” Dina says tilting her head to the side and smiling at me.
I guess she didn’t say that outright. I just assumed that’s what she meant this morning at the playground when she apologized for the kiss.
“What are you doing?” I say, leaning in closer to her.
I’m so fucking confused.
“I asked you to rate our kiss.” Dina insists innocently.
“I don’t know.” I shrug. I can’t look at her while my stomach is doing somersaults.
I would rather fight a clicker right now than talk about this anymore. She can’t be serious.
“I’d give it a six,” Dina says with a smirk.
Well, what the fuck. I was taken off guard at the dance! I wasn't on my game!
“A six! Wow,” I exclaim.
“Like a solid six.” Dina seems very amused with herself.
What has gotten into her?
“Okay.” I grimace staring at the tip of my shoe.
“There were a lot of people around.” She’s really trying to get my goat and it’s working quite well.
“Yeah, but, six?” I ask incredulously.
It was 1,000 for me. I've always wanted to go to space and I did when her lips touched mine.
“Oh, what? I mean, now I really want to know how you’d rate it.” I know what she’s trying to do right now…I think. I can't tell if I like it or not.
“I don’t think you do,” I say bashfully.
Dina just stares at me for a beat. “You’re infuriating.”
She’s barely blinking while looking at me and it makes my heart flutter. I can barely handle her eyes on me. Especially when she has this look in her eyes. Her eyes are intense.
“Have you met you?” I retort.
Two can play this game.
“You make me want to go back outside into that blizzard.” Dina’s voice is so low it’s almost a whisper. It’s the same tone she had last night when we were dancing and my mind flashes back to the feeling of her lips...her tongue...
“No one is stopping you.” I counter. I feel the tension growing in my stomach.
I title my head and smile at her. I’m fixated on her mouth. The weed is starting to get to me because I’m feeling flutters of confidence and I cant stop smirking. I just need her to say the word or give me some sort of inclination that she wants me to make a move and I'll do it. Right now. If she truly doesn’t think last night was a mistake…
I lean in a little closer...
I want to kiss her so badly.
“This better be better than a six.” She teases while straightening up.
There it is.
Without another word, I flick the joint away and grab Dina’s face pulling it into mine. Her body pushes into me. Our lips and tongues collide with one another. We break away for a moment to look at each other and grin.
Dina leans into me so my back is pressed against the arm of the couch, but she’s not running this. Not this time.
I use my strength to guide her backward and push her down so she is laying on the couch. Not breaking our kiss for a second.
I run my hand along her face, her chest, and her thigh. Squeezing and frantically touching her. Dina’s hands are all over discovering me. All I can hear is our hitched breathing and the creaking of this old couch. My mind can't even form a thought.
Blizzards are great.
I don’t even know how long we’ve been making out on the couch for. Time is standing still in this basement. All I know is that our hips are rolling together and this dry humping may end me here and now. She feels so good against my body and it's hard for me to even keep my breath even the more my hands grip her body.
I break from our kiss while Dina lay under me and I just stare into her chocolate eyes before I rest my forehead on my arm next to her cheek and let out a sigh.
Fuck. Those damn eyes. I'm losing my nerve.
I could almost laugh. These past 12 hours have seemed unreal.
“What is it, Ellie? Is something wrong?” Dina murmurs into my ear and nips at it playfully. She moves down as I try to form a thought and kisses my neck while her hands slowly go under my shirt. Palming my chest and gently squeezing.
Fucking hell. She’s definitely not shy or intimidated by any of this.
Goosebumps rise on my body from the top of my head to my toes. Her warm breath goes across my face as she speaks. Her hands make their way from my chest to my back. She drags her nails up and down my spine tenderly.
Jesus Christ. I can't breathe.
I dig my hips into hers as a natural response to the feeling of her hands. She knows exactly what she’s doing to me.
“Ellie, what do you want?” Dina presses. Her hands move to the space between my jeans and underwear. She clenches tight and forces my front to push harder into her center.
“I want you…I just…”, I could barely get the sentence out. It feels like there is a lump in my throat all of a sudden and I can’t swallow it.
I was hoping to feel cooler at this moment. Not so unexpectedly sheepish and nervous. I have faced so many horrors in this short lifetime, but this is turning out to be one of my scariest predicaments yet. I need to find some semblance of confidence again.
If I ever even had any when it came to this sort of thing. What am I so afraid of right now?
Wanting her.
Touching her.
Kissing her.
Fucking her.
These were all admissions and yearnings I never fathomed I’d be able to tell anyone about. Especially Dina. Let alone do any of them.
I’ve spent so many years sneaking quick glances at her, stolen moments alone while on a patrol or around a bonfire, and now she lay under me. Pressing into me with want. Gripping me as if she’s wanted me just as long.
Maybe she has.
“Just what? You have me, Ellie. Right now. All alone. Trapped in a blizzard. Now, what do you want to do with me?” Dina and I were looking right at each other now. Not breaking contact. I don’t even think I took a breath.
I’m so fucking nervous. She can definitely feel the thundering of my heart, if not hear it.
There was a desire in her eyes I had never seen before in a person. Not even with Cat, someone I truly cared for and still do - to a degree. She is the only person I had anything like this to base on - experience-wise - and even that was very basic.
Everything just feels different here, though. It is almost a fever dream the way every cell in my body feels ignited and the lust building in my stomach just keeps growing and growing.
My lips meet hers again without me responding to her question. That’s response enough for now. I kiss her firmly and with passion. Our tongues dance with one another and her nails dig harder into me. She’s most certainly leaving marks, but I don’t even care. The pain feels so good. I want more of it. She keeps lifting her crotch so it digs into me the more forceful our kiss becomes.
My whole body is on fire and I just want to tear into her, but on the other side of the coin, I want to savor every moment.
Now or never, Ellie. Don’t be a coward.
I lean away from her until I’m on my knees resting back in between her legs. I need to just observe her for a moment to make sure I’m not imagining this. I run my hand up her thigh and remove her leg holster. Her body feels so strong under my hand.
“You’re beautiful,” I say.
Dina smiles up at me “So are you.” She says confidently. I feel my face go red with embarrassment.
Dina begins to unzip her jacket when I tell her “no”. I want to do it.
She gives me a face that she’s given me a hundred times before - a “whatever you say” - sort of look and flops her hands above her head gripping the arm of the couch. She’s watching me and biting her lip in anticipation. Her hungry stare is driving me crazy, but I need to take my time. If this is a dream I want to make it last as long as I can.
This vest is one of my favorites that she wears when it’s cold, but it needs to go. I unzip it slowly and, even though she’s acting cool, I can feel her heat and see her panting underneath the layers.
When she leans forward to toss the vest on the floor I use the opportunity to pull her black long-sleeved shirt off over her head. Exposing the worn tank top she wears all the time.
At this, Dina gets impatient with my pace. She lifts her remaining layer over her head exposing her bare chest. My jaw almost drops to the floor. Her breasts are perfect mounds and they have my full attention.
She seems to want to touch me as much as I want to touch her and I somehow still can’t believe it as I'm frozen at the moment. Her eyes are level with my stomach and she huffs “Get this off. I want to see you.” as she pushes up my tattered hoodie and shirt underneath. I pull my arms and head through them tossing the clothes to the side of the couch in a heap. Leaving on my sports bra. Her hands are going over the front of my chest and down my abdomen - just feeling my skin with her fingertips and nails.
Dina starts kissing my bare stomach and reaches around to squeeze my ass for a second.
I feel her tongue as she moves to quickly unbutton my pants and pull the zipper down. She puts her hand down the front of my underwear and starts massaging my bud. I find myself completely undone.
“Oh, fuck” I whimper and grip the couch. I wasn’t expecting her to be that aggressive.
I pull her hand out of my pants and cradle her face.
Not yet.
I kiss her with such force we both fall back into the couch again. I can’t help but breathe her in as our mouths continue to mesh.
She’s absolutely perfect.
I feel her shift oddly underneath me as we continue then I hear the distinct plop of boots falling onto the ground and I mimic her actions.
How could I forget the boots? My mind is in a million places and one spot all at once.
I move from Dina’s lips to her jawline, pulling her bun back to expose her neck and trace along the length of her throat with my mouth. Nipping at her here and there. I see little teeth marks beginning to show up. I’m not being gentle, but it doesn’t appear she wants it that way.
I move my hand down her chest and run my fingers over her nipple before giving it a little pull and I hear her gasp. I move my hand to her stomach, stroking it and feeling her muscles contract at my touch. I finally reach the top button of her pants.
I need to get these off.
I need to feel her.
I need to taste her.
I undo her button and pull on her zipper. Watching her stomach and chest heave up and down with eagerness.
"Are you okay?" I ask through bated breath and all she can do is nod helping me by lifting her hips up so I can undress her easily.
I place my thumbs inside her underwear and pull them across her legs quickly. Taking everything that she was remaining off in one fell swoop.
I don’t think she will feel the slight chill in this basement now. I know I’m not even though half of my clothes are still on. At that thought, I kick off my pants and underwear, too. I want to feel more of my skin on hers. I want nothing between us. I return to her so fast I don’t even think she registered me undressing myself and her at practically the same time.
I immediately return to where I left off. I can’t stop kissing her olive skin. It’s so fucking soft and her scent is irresistible to me. She’s so exposed and vulnerable right now in a way that I have never seen her. Just in my wildest fantasies.
We are intertwined on the couch after I hook her leg behind me. We grab, pull, and kiss each other on every spot of flesh that’s available. Then the pang of fear hits me in the gut again and I falter.
What if this isn’t right?
What if she regrets this?
I kiss her on the mouth once more before breaking away to look at her.
“Ellie?” She exhales. Her brow furrows. She’s concerned.
“Are you sure?” I whisper looking at her for a moment before casting my eyes down.
I have loved every single second of this, but my biggest fear is fucking up our friendship and losing her completely. I need to know this is okay for her for my own dumb sanity.
She places her hand on my face and strokes my cheek with her thumb.
“Very,” she exhales and kisses me hard on the mouth, biting down on my lip. I taste iron.
“Damn, Dina” I exclaim pulling back and touching my lip.
I’m taken aback at how rough she is. I do not doubt in my mind anymore that she has dreamt about this moment, too.
I just needed to be sure. Screw your piece of shit self-esteem, Ellie.
I suck on her ear lobe and kiss along her neck to her shoulder. Running my hand over her breast and squeezing it.
She keeps gasping and panting at every move I make.
As I’m about to make my way to her mouth again I rub my thumb over this deep jagged scar on her hip.
Never noticed that before.
Even her imperfections are extraordinary.
I find her lips again and swiftly shift to lay next to her. Moving my hand over her stomach. Tracing imaginary lines.
I can’t wait anymore.
I feel her soft black curls on the tips of my fingers and the excitement in the pit of my stomach makes me feel like I’m going to burst. I start running my fingers along her wet slit.
Dina wastes no time pressing and moving into my hand showing me what she wants as I cup her and place pressure on her core.
I hear a sharp intake of breath as I circle her entrance with the tips of my fingers and push in just an inch or so while my thumb circles her clit.
“Fuck, Dina” I nuzzle into the curve of her neck and suck. She’s so wet already. We are both panting in hunger the more I touch her.
I slide in one finger slowly and it’s swallowed by heat. I go back and forth a few times warming her up before I go for two fingers.
“Oh, fuck Ellie,” she says in a shaky voice. Dina grabs my face to pull our mouths together and kisses me with intensity.
After a few moments to figure out the feel of one another - we are in a perfect rhythm.
I could sense Dina shudder with almost every thrust as my fingers began picking up pace and pushing deep inside of her. I curl them at the right moment and she responds to that with a loud sigh.
Dina places her forehead against mine as I lay off to her side with my back resting against the couch. My free hand is behind her head and I keep grabbing fistfuls of her hair. I can’t help but run my hand through the thick waves that are becoming unkempt the more we carry on. Tugging on her hair seems to make her go wild because she bucks her hips harder into my hand every time I do it.
Her breathing and sounds almost make me want to come. I don’t even need her to touch me in return. This could always be enough for me. To be close to her, to hold her, and to make her feel every ounce of pleasure I can.
I continue to make my way in and out of her pulsating opening with the same urgency to match her movements. She moans into my mouth as she kisses me and it nearly sends me over the edge.
“Holy shit. I’m so close, Ellie.” I love the way my name sounds coming out of her mouth when she’s like this. She is gripping my wrist now and holding it tight as I keep plunging into her. She shuts her eyes tight when she throws her head back as she feels me start going faster. She lets out a moan that drives my desire for her to touch me through the roof. I need to feel her against me.
I pull my hand out of her completely for a moment and my fingers are all but dripping from her wetness. I reposition myself so I’m on hovering over her straddling her left thigh. I pull her legs so they intertwine with me and start to rest against her core.
She lifts her tense leg to meet my center, surprising me with how great it feels and she's picking up on what I want without words. My body is so sensitive right now as she touches me.
Dina grabs at the elastic of my sports bra and drags it over my head. I completely forgot I still had it on. She palms both my breasts and quickly bites one of them before I take her face into my hands and I kiss her. I can’t catch my breath.
I want her on her back so I push her down flat. She laughs as she slams into the cushions. I place my hand in between us and I slide back into her with two fingers. She groans loudly while lurching toward me.
There is no space between us as we gyrate together in perfect sync.
My god if she keeps pressing into me this hard I’ll come just like this.
Dina is rolling her hips quicker and quicker into me and I respond with the same speed. Watching her closing in on her orgasm I can see the vein in her neck pulsing.
Holy fuck. She’s so hot.
“Yea, Dina. Just like that.” I growl unintentionally. I grip her hip to move her more firmly as I grind into her leg simultaneously.
Saying her name out loud snapped her back to attention… Now she’s looking down at my hand fucking her and then at my face.
“Are you close?” She asked sucking in her breath sharply. She seemed surprised.
“So fucking close. Just don’t stop moving.” I beg as I look down at her luscious body.
I go faster and harder as I roll my hips into her. She’s panting as we kiss and I feel her walls start contracting around my fingers. I continue to pump and rock her as quickly as she needs. As I need.
She’s so fucking close. I’m right behind her.
“Oh my god, baby” Dina cries out through her moans. “Baby, I’m going to fucking come”
Fuck. Call me baby forever.
She doesn’t know what to do with her hands in her frenzy and is clawing at my ass, neck, and sides, eventually settling on holding me at the hips to keep me in place with her as our bodies grind together. She’s quaking underneath me. I can feel her thighs trembling on mine.
Come for me, Dina. I want to hear you scream.
Dina turns her head and tries to meet my eye-line as I take in her gasping profile. I lower my gaze avoiding this brown-eyed girl’s stare. I can’t make eye contact. Not when I’m like this. I keep moaning in a way I never have before. I must look and sound ridiculous, but I can’t stop. She feels so damn good.
I can see Dina’s eyebrows pull together as I turn my head away trying to compose myself after she bored into me.
“Hey” Dina grabs my face and pulls it to meet her eyes. “Don’t hide from me. Stay.”
I look right back at her. No one has ever seen me like this. This naked. This exposed. This raw with desire. I’ve always hidden my face in intimate moments or been cloaked by clothes and darkness. Dina sees all of me. The good and the bad. She wants to look at me. She wants to see it all.
I’m with you, Dina.
“O-Okay” I say raggedly. Staring right into her eyes I pick up the pace of my hand and my bucking hips. Our mouths are open, refusing to close and we cry out each other's names.
I’ve never felt more connected to someone than I do right now.
She lets completely go and releases a scream that could be heard back in Jackson. I’m gripping the cushion underneath her so tight my knuckles are white. I feel sweat sliding down my forehead, my chest, and my back. She’s gripping my neck so hard while she comes undone.
Shockwaves explode from my center at the same time as Dina. She presses her thigh into me the harder she comes. I cry out over and over as I fall apart onto her and ride out my climax with her. I bury my face into her neck and I can feel that we are both drenched in sweat.
Holy. Fucking. Shit. I’ve never come so hard in my life.
I don’t move my mouth from her throat. I stay inside her moving slowly as she dwindles from the high. My hand is soaked. We lay in silence embracing one another for a few moments. We are panting like we just ran for our lives.
My body starts involuntarily shivering. It feels like I walked outside in the snow. I’ve never felt like this before.
"You're unfucking real" I huff.
if kissing her sent me into space, fucking her put me in another galaxy.
I finally push myself up and look at her. Her face is flush, but her breath begins to even out. I can still feel her pulse going wild against my body. My heart won’t calm down either.
“Wow” Dina breathes out and places her hand on her forehead.
I’m not finished with you, Dina.
Removing my hand I scoot down on the couch and hover over her to kiss her collarbone. I make a trail with my tongue to her nipple. I take it completely into my mouth and tug at it with my teeth. She whimpers and starts panting again.
I kiss her stomach, blowing on the wet spots my tongue leaves.
“Ellie” she breathes, tickling my arms with her nails before resting one hand on the back of my head.
I look up. She’s almost completely spent, but I want to give her more. I have to. I’m nowhere near tired. My head is still spinning and adrenaline is pumping throughout my entire being.
“Ellie,” she says again since I ignored her the first time. “What’re you doing?”
“Just trust me,” I say with a smirk.
I need to taste her differently. I don’t want to hold back at this moment at all. Not with her. Not ever.
I spend a lot of time kissing her all over her body. I don’t want to leave a single spot ignored. I think I’ve given her enough time to cool down so that she won’t be over-sensitive, but at the same time teasing her with my mouth to keep her hungry for more. She would’ve stopped me by now if she couldn’t handle what was coming. She wants more, too.
When I licked her from her naval to the bottom of her breasts she arched her back and cried out so loudly that I thought she came again. I almost laughed at the reaction, I can't believe I can illicit such feelings from her.
I take my time stroking all of her skin. Hovering over some faint and prominent scars. Kissing those spots longer wishing I could’ve stopped whatever caused them.
Finally, when I think she’s ready, I rub my face along her curls before I lick her from her entrance to her clit. Her hips immediately jerk forward as she moans.
I grab her legs and drape them over my shoulders. I’m practically hanging off the couch, but I don’t care. My comfort doesn’t matter right now.
I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.
I kiss and suck along her inner thigh giving her a line of hickeys and more time to breathe from our first go. I want to stretch this out a little longer.
“Ellie…fuck…please, babe,” Dina begs me. These pet names send a jolt of excitement through my stomach. It’s like we’ve been at this for years.
Her thighs grow tighter around my head the longer I go on with this tease.
“Shit, Ellie” Dina huffs. I kiss everywhere except where she wants me to.
I make my move to her center and begin to lick along her folds before I finally reach her sweet spot. She’s waited long enough.
So have I.
The harder I lap her bud the more she pushes into my face with force. She isn’t laying flat on her back anymore, but resting on her one elbow with her free hand gripping my hair, holding me in place. Her head is thrown back. I take a second to watch her from this angle and I see sweat gliding down her throat towards her chest. I want to trace my tongue along its trail and taste it. I just want all of her.
Feeling her hips pick up the pace I return the urgency in kind. Spit and Dina are trickling down my chin. She writhes as I grip her ass as hard as I can. That is the final push before I hear her moan loudly again and her body quaking as I hold her. I stiffened my tongue against her clit and let her ride it out for as long as she needs.
The sound that came from her was guttural. Almost an animalistic growl.
“Jesus, Ellie.” She says shakily. She's out of breath before she collapses on her back again.
I kiss along her thigh, her clit, her stomach, her breasts, her collarbone, her neck, all the way up to her mouth again.
I lay next to her and I feel totally at home. It’s peaceful. She turns on her side to face me. Squeezing a leg in between mine so we are intertwined and keeping each other warm. She inches closer until our foreheads touch. She interlocks one of her hands with mine.
I kiss her nose and her eyelids. Everywhere I can. She needs rest, but I just can’t stop. I can still feel her trembling.
“Can I ask you a question?” Dina says softly.
“Another one?” I joke. “Go for it”
“Why did you hesitate? What was that about?” The look on her face is sincere, not angry or annoyed.
“I don’t know…I just…never thought this would really happen and because it was…it's you... and I just wanted to make sure you wanted it, too. I couldn’t imagine…ever…I don’t know how to say it.” I stumble over my words.
“Just say it” Dina encourages.
“I don’t want to lose you. So if that meant we stopped then we stopped. I can’t imagine my life without you” I confess.
Dina doesn’t respond. She just looks at me softly.
My left arm is draped over her side and my hand is gently stroking her lower back. She’s running her fingers along my arm. It tickles until I get goosebumps again. I outstretch my other arm so she can rest her head on it and because I want to hold her closer. I rub my nose onto hers and continue to kiss her cheek softly. Even after all of that, looking her in the eye right now is intimidating. I kiss her on the mouth again and start tracing her jaw.
I literally can’t keep my mouth off of her.
“I love you.” She all but whispers as I start kissing her neck.
I freeze. I wasn’t expecting that, but I’m not scared of the words at all because I love her, too. I have for a long time.
“Well, I guess that WAS better than a six,” I say with a smile.
My stupid knee-jerk reaction to lighten the mood.
“Ellie,” Dina says grabbing my chin so we are eye to eye again. “I mean it. Not just because of this, but because it’s how I felt before this and just didn't know how to tell you.”
I place my hand on her wrist as it touches my face and lean my forehead against hers again “I know you do.” I reply, butterflies flapping like crazy in my stomach. “I…I love you, too. I have for a long time.”
The blizzard is still whipping against the building above. We are going to be trapped for a while.
I hope we are stuck here forever. Our little snow globe.
I stare at Dina’s face as she closes her eyes for a brief moment and catches her breath. I try to count all of her freckles. I couldn’t sleep even if I wanted to. I just want to watch her for as long as I can.
Then she opens her eyes and looks right at me…
“Sounds like it’s still crazy out there”
Dina doesn’t even give me a chance to respond before she’s straddling me and we become consumed in want again.