Short Fiction: Breathe

Aug.25.2010 at 11:14 am | Alix B. Golden

This night was never going to end. I wasn’t sure I wanted it to, but I did need a moment to myself. I stepped away from the small gathering of friends to the balcony to get a little air. I sipped on a glass of wine, leaned against the railing and enjoyed the twinkling stars.

I heard the sliding glass door click behind me. Seconds later, warm lips caressed my neck. She knew what that did to me. Heat spread from my neck to the tips of my toes in a matter of seconds.

I turned around to face her, sliding my arms around her back. She pulled me tighter against the softness of her body. My eyes focused on her full lips as the world seemed to move in slow motion.

Seconds stretched into an eternity before our lips made contact. Our lips met lightly at first, with the pressure gradually increasing. She sucked my tongue, I bit her lip. She caressed my cheek, I squeezed her waist. She exhaled, I inhaled.

Breathe, I thought.

Her hands glided down my back and gripped my ass cheeks lifting me off my feet. I wrapped my legs around her as she moved us into the dark shadows of the patio. She sat down on a chaise and I straddled her, the skirt of my sundress pooled in her lap.

Her lips skimmed the sensitive skin at my neck. Encouraged by my low moan, she moved upwards to my ear and nibbled the lobe. Her hands tag teamed the tie holding the top of my dress up.

Once the tie had been conquered, the front of my dress fell forward. Her hands covered my breasts, squeezing lightly, teasing the nipple to hardness. I leaned back, my eyes closed, as a cool breeze floated over my skin.

I attempted to fill my lungs with the crisp night air, but I couldn’t breathe.

My hips started to move on their own accord. I needed to be close. I needed to feel her against me. I climbed off her, the sounds of the party made me glance at the curtain covered glass.

I had her full attention as I lifted my dress, with a small smirk, I hooked my thong around one finger and slid them down my body. I tossed them at her, she caught them easily, sniffing them before smiling.

I leaned over her and reached for her belt buckle. Her hands covered mine quickly as if to stop me. I pushed her hands away as I continued with the buckle.

Seconds later, she was lifting her hips so I could slide her jeans down her hips. Confusion covered her face until I sat back in her lap. I rubbed my juices against her as I began to ride.

She adjusted the chaise to a semi-reclining position. Her hands encircled my waist guiding my rhythm as she thrust against me. Bracing myself, I leaned back, my hands gripping her thighs. Her eyes were closed.

“Baby, look at me.”

When our eyes met, I slid one hand further down to the center of her wetness. I let the tips of my fingers glide along her bare lips. She gasped loudly before biting her lip. Her lids hung low, but she continued to watch me. Her hips started to roll like the ocean’s waves, slow and continuous.

I took advantage of her movements and inserted two fingers inside her. I lost myself in the softness of her walls as she controlled how I fucked her. Her hips set the tempo as she brought her pussy over my fingers over and over again.

Maybe I had stopped breathing…Would that explain the dizziness?

My mind took residence inside her, reveling in her wetness, stimulated by her clenching walls. I was completely distracted. So distracted, I was completely caught off guard when she pulled me down her body. I adjusted my hand just as her mouth connected with my pussy.

She licked me as I stroked her. I fed her my pussy as she thrusted against my hand. When my tempo increased, so did hers. When I twirled my fingers, she twirled her tongue. Our bodies were completely in sync…

So I wasn’t surprised that her pussy tightened just as my pressure became unbearable.

“Cum with me, baby…” I demanded. I felt her growl against my pussy as she sucked my clit harder and faster. I buried my fingers inside her as deep as I could manage.

Something exploded inside me, I could feel my fluids leaving my body.

My back arched, my toes curled, my legs shook. She followed right behind me, with quick scream, she squeezed my hips as her entire body convulsed from the force of her orgasm.

Then I remembered to breathe.