Back to You (Forever Yours 1)

That chemistry, this sizzle, the magnitude of our lust… it’s too much. I should pull back before it consumes me. But I never want to let Garrett go. I lost him before. I know what it’s like to be without him and it’s horrible. Cold and empty. He is here now, and that’s exactly where I need him to stay.

“Oh wow,” he whispers as we pull apart. Just enough so that he rests his forehead against mine and stares into my eyes. Immediately, I hook my hand around the back of his neck to keep him in place. I’m nowhere near ready to let him stop pressing his body up against me just yet. “I forgot how good kissing you is.”

“You did?” I tease with a twinkle in my eye. “Because I never forgot. It’s always been amazing.”

He kisses me rougher this time, claiming me with his mouth, and I melt against him. The chemistry is phenomenal. Every fiber, every cell inside my body explodes like a firework and I can’t wait to see where this takes us.

“Come with me.” Garrett takes my hand and he pulls me through his apartment to his bedroom. I giggle like a school girl as we run, feeling more giddy and care free than I have in a long time.

As soon as we kiss again, our clothes are torn from our body. The passion overtakes us, and we become primal, needing to see one another naked. At some point we collapse on the bed together and writhe, connecting at every point that we can.

Garrett wants to taste me everywhere. His lips, his teeth, his tongue is all over me and I love it. He wasn’t like this four years ago, we couldn’t really be as free as this, and it’s…wow.

“Garrett,” I gasp out as his lips reach my belly button. I buck under the sparks of desire that he has running through my veins. “Garrett, oh my God, that feels so good.”

But he doesn’t stop. I don’t know if he even heard me. He is too busy teasing me. Moans vibrate in my chest as his lips graze over me, slowly edging to where I am absolutely aching for him. If he’s doing what I think he is, and his tongue is heading to my core, I might explode.

“Holy fuck!” His tongue plunges deep and it sends my head spinning. I arch my back, roll my hips, anything to drive him deeper inside of me. “Fuck, Garrett.”

It’s intense, and unlike anything I have ever felt before, but he’s not stopping. He slips his tongue out of me and drags it delicately along my soaking wet slit until he connects with my already hypersensitive clit, causing a scream to come out of me unlike anything before.

It becomes an onslaught. Garrett is determined to set me on fire. I grab on to his locks of hair, determined to pull him away from me, but I end up yanking him closer because I’m greedy for pleasure and I need so much more.

“Oh my God…” He drags me to the peak and the anticipation crushes me. “Fuck Garrett…”

But then he shoves me over the edge, and I tumble into the abyss of pleasure. The orgasm hits me like a tsunami, it washes over me in endless waves. I never want it to end. It hasn’t ever been this way before, it’s never consumed me in such an intense way. I want to stay here.

The post orgasmic bliss wants to claim me, but it seems that Garrett isn’t done with me quite yet. He slides up my body and kisses me hard and fast. I can taste myself on his lips and it’s very sexy. But I can’t concentrate on that right now because I can sense that delicious cock of his teasing my entrance. I need more.

“Fuck me,” I whisper as I nibble his bottom lip. “I need you, Garrett.”

As he slips in me, burying his cock inside of me, I realize how weighted that sentence is. I have always needed Garrett, my life has been missing a lot without him, and while I have no idea where this is going to lead, I really hope it ends well and we’re both happy.

Every thrust is phenomenal. He seems to hit all the right spots over and over again until I am swimming in ecstasy once more. This time as I drown in the orgasm, I’m not alone. Garrett is coming hard and fast with me. We are both lost in the moment, which deepens this connection between us and makes everything feel a million times better. If me and him could just stay here in this bed we would be just fine. For me and Garrett, it’s always been the outside world that’s a problem…

Eventually, we collapse on his bed together, panting and out of breath, but feeling a million times better than we have in years. I feel like we have been trying to ignore this connection between us ever since I arrived, but we can’t ignore it any longer.