Euphoria

I shoved her panties to the side, gliding my fingers through the wet, sticky nectar and dragging it up to coat her swollen clit. I could see her bite down on her bottom lip as she began to squirm under my hand. Increasing the rhythm of my fingers, her whimpers turned into pleas, and I was unable to resist her cries any longer. I moved my hand down to her tight slit, first delving one finger, and then another deep into her core. Slowly, I moved my fingers in and out of her, rubbing her inner wall with each thrust while pushing my thumb against her hardened nub. I could feel her clenching down on my hand as her orgasm drew near.

Not wanting her to cum quite yet, I suddenly removed my hand from her panties. Her eyes shot open and she turned around to look at me, partially confused and even more frustrated. “Why did you do that?” she whined.

I leaned down and took her bottom lip in my mouth and suck on it gently. Mumbling against her mouth, I said, “Trust me.” I brought my fingers to her mouth, covered in her sweet juices and tapped her lips to get her to open up. I could see the internal struggle in her face. Part of her wanted to, the mere thought turned her on, but she also felt like she shouldn’t want to taste herself on my hand. I looked at her straight in the eye and again I said, “Trust me.”

She parted her lips and drew my fingers in her mouth, sucking them clean for me. When she had finished, my mouth crashed down on hers, getting my own taste of her sweetness from her mouth. I was intoxicated by the smell of her desire that hung heavy in the air, and the tiny little taste that I had of her was only enough to initiate my hunger. I needed my mouth on her. I needed to show her that she had made the right choice.

SCARLETT

I wasn’t sure how we went from a back massage to a full on sexual onslaught of my entire body, but I can’t say that I minded much either. The night at the bar had been a total roller coaster. I went from being at the top of the world after performing to picking up the pieces of my heart on the floor after Mason did. I felt like a bottle of nerves that had been shaken to the point of explosion. I needed something to make me forget about the real world; I needed a release.

After teasing me to the brink with his fingers, Ash slid out from behind me and propped me up against the pillow. I was in a trance, completely mesmerized by his movements, craving his next touch. He hovered over me as his mouth came crashing down on to lips, his tongue demanding entrance and then slowly rolled against mine. Pulling his mouth from me, he began to kiss his way down my chin, my neck, and my chest; his wet lips leaving a trail of tingles over my skin. Hastily, he grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it up and over my head, leaving my breasts completely exposed. I heard him growl as he immediately brought his mouth down on my chest, his tongue tracing the perimeter of the darkened skin, then his tongue darting out to flick over the pebbled nipple. His hand had a hold of the other boob, massaging it with his fingers and rolling my nipple under his thumb.

My hand fell to his cheek, caressing the side of his face, as my breathing became labored. A low fire started to burn deep in my belly, causing my legs to wrap around his hips, pressing up against my body. He looked up at me and laughed, “What house did they choose, Butterfly?”

I grabbed the back of his head and pressed his face back in my chest and said, “I’m not sure. I think house number two” He muttered something against my skin that sounded like “I bet it was house number three,” but I wasn’t quite sure and really didn’t care. It was taking all of the patience I had not to push his head straight down in between my legs. The aching in my core was increasing rapidly, I needed to be touched there quickly.

As he began to move down my body again, my body began to shake in anticipation. “Please…oh please,” I begged him to hurry. He looked up with a smirk on his face and shook his head. “I said to trust me. I promise I will take care of you.”

He continued his shimmy downward, dipping his tongue in my belly button as he passed over it. Then , finally he reached my panties. I felt his fingers hook on the sides on them one moment, and the next I heard a rip and I was completely naked in front of him. Without thought my hips lifted off of the bed towards his face, eager for his oral assault. He splayed one hand across my tummy, forcing me back on the bed, and then put his face just inches from my sweet spot. I can feel his warm breath against my sensitive skin just before he begins to lightly kiss my already soaked lips. Using his other hand to spread my folds, he leisurely licked up and down the delicate flesh; my body trembling underneath him. He moved his mouth up to my clit, where he had already teased me to no end with his fingers, and began sucking gently on it as his tongue swirled around it.

I grabbed at the sheets next to me, bunching them into tight balls in my palm as I try desperately to control myself. When he moved his mouth down and plunges his tongue deep inside me, I couldn’t help but writhe under him. I turned my face towards the pillow, muffling out the moans that are falling from my lips, as I unashamedly ground my pussy against his mouth and chin. Completely inebriated with lust, the room went dark as I shut my eyes and lost myself to the sensuality and passion that he wreaked upon my body. Alternating his mouth and fingers from my clit to my core, I began to unravel as the slow burn morphed into a white hot inferno coursing through my veins. He pulled my clit into his mouth one last time, allowing his teeth to graze over it, just as he thrust his fingers inside of me, curling them and pressing hard on my gspot. I couldn’t hold on any longer; I fell off the cliff and allowed the ecstasy to consume my body. My back shot up off the bed, my walls began contracting around his fingers, and I screamed out, “Fuuuccckkkk!” so loud the neighbors surely heard. He continued to hold and kiss me as I came back to reality, my legs quivering and my body completely flushed.

I felt him crawl back up my body so that his face was even with mine, even though my eyes were closed. “Open your eyes, butterfly,” he commanded softly. I obeyed his wish and opened my eyes, staring directly into his. He ran his fingertip lightly down the side of my face, from my forehead to my chin as he murmured, “Watching you cum is so fucking beautiful.”

His words sent a fluttering in my belly, and I desperately wanted to return the favor for him. I turned my face into his touch, taking his finger in my mouth as he had asked me to do earlier, and sucked my juices off of them. He watched my mouth as I cleaned his hand, and then pressed his forehead to mine with his eyes closed, groaning. “What am I going to do with you?”

I rolled our bodies so that he was on his back and I was straddling his waist. “I don’t know,” I answered. “But I know what I’m going to do with you.” And just as he had begun, I started placing kisses on his mouth, then his chin, and down his neck, working my way down his body. Just before I took off his boxers off with my teeth, I looked up his body and said, “They definitely got house number two.”

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Say Something ~ A Great Big World (feat Christina Aguilara)

Can’t Help Falling in Love ~ Ingrid Michaelson

Which Way Your Heart Will Go ~ Mason Jennings

MASON

If I thought the first night in my apartment was hard, the second night damn near killed me. After closing up the bar, Andi and I didn’t get home until nearly three o’clock in the morning. After a nice hot shower, I crawled into bed hoping to fall fast asleep, but despite my body being completely exhausted, my brain refused to stop. I couldn’t stop thinking about Scarlett and everything that had transpired over the evening. I was moving back to Austin, she was moving to California, and we were both moving forward with our lives, searching for our euphoria, just without each other.

The last month with her had really been bittersweet. I had gotten to know her on such a personal level during her visits, and I loved her even more than I once did. That was why letting her go this time was so hard. I knew that she would always be there for me if I ever needed anything and that she would support me in everything, but I also knew that that with her moving away, the distance between us would lead to us not talking as much and seeing each other even less.

Groaning, I rolled over for what seemed like the thousandth time that night, still unable to find dream land. A soft knock at the door startled me. Knowing it had to be Andi, and hoping nothing was wrong, I called out, “Come on in.”

The door slowly opened and she tiptoed in, looking adorable in her footed pajamas. She really was like a big kid. “I can’t sleep, and I heard you in here, so I thought maybe we could keep each other company.”

Smiling, I scooted over and patted the bed. “Jump in, kiddo. What’s on your mind? Why can’t you sleep?”

She quickly climbed up on the bed and sat cross-legged, looking at me. Shrugging her shoulders, she looked down at her leg and began picking invisible fuzz off of it. “I dunno. I’ve had insomnia since before I can remember. I get in my own head too much. What about you? Why are you awake?”

“Same. I’m too much in my head tonight, or this morning I guess I should say,” as I looked at the alarm clock that read five thirty.

“Can I ask you a personal question?” she asked.

I chuckled. “You can ask, but I can’t guarantee that I’ll answer.”

“What’s the deal between you and Scarlett? I mean I know I just met y’all and all but it all seems kinda bizarre. She picked us up on Saturday and I thought y’all were like best friends or something, but then I noticed she got a little weird when we were here at the apartment. And then tonight… I don’t even know where to start. She shows up with another guy, the two of y’all disappear out back for a while, you both go separate ways when you come back in, she sings, you sing, you look at her and tell her you’re letting her go, you break her heart, and then she leaves with other guy.” I looked at her in astonishment. How in the world did she pick up on all of that? “Did I miss anything? I think that just about summed it up,” she grinned, proud of herself. “Oh wait, and you both obviously know some really hot guy, cause I saw you talking to him and he sat next to her at the table.

“Well, Miss Smarty Pants, I guess you don’t need me to answer since you’ve got it all figured out,” I retorted, flipping her hair playfully.

“No, I know what happened, now I want to know why it happened.”

“Ugh...” I grumbled. “Okay, short story. Scarlett and I used to be together, we lived here together for a while. We had a huge misunderstanding and broke up; however, once we realized it was just a misunderstanding, it was too late. Words had been said, things had been done… it was just too much. But while I was in rehab, she started coming to visit, just as a good friend, and we’ve actually gotten even closer. She told me tonight she and her boyfriend, Ash, are moving to California in a few months.”

“But aren’t you moving away soon too?”

“Yes, but I’ll still come visit here. It’s only a couple hours driving, and seeing her a little was better than nothing. Now she’s gonna be on the other side of the country…”