She was the only one I picked for myself to keep and to sacrifice myself for.
She was the only one I’d tried to keep with me when I’d always been able to walk away from everyone else.
No one else was Ollie, so they just filled in the blanks she left in my life when we said goodbye.
“Ah-ha. I knew Mercer had these stashed somewhere.” She turned and held up a familiar square foil packet. A condom. She’d been looking for a condom, which meant she was going to do anything other than stop.
“Ollie.” I kept my warning tone as I pushed my hands through my hair. “Do you know what you’re doing right now?” She had been an emotional mess not too long ago; now, she was playing with fire.
She cocked her head to the side and pointed to the pants hung up on my sneakers. “Take those off and sit down.”
Stunned slightly stupid, I followed her command. After I kicked my sneakers off and ditched the pants, she moved forward, eyes intent on mine.
“Even if it’s only once, I want to do this with someone I care about. I want to be with someone I know cares about me. Let me have this, Huck.” She stepped between my legs and held out the condom until I reluctantly took it from her. “You said we don’t know what losses are coming, so we should celebrate the wins when we have them. Let me win just this one time, please?”
How could I deny her when she asked me like that? Not that I really wanted to say no in the first place.
I wanted her.
I could admit it and no longer feel conflicted about it.
There were a million-and-one things we still needed to get straight between us, but for the moment, I could focus on making her feel good if that was what she wanted from me.
It only took a second to get the protection situated. After all, unlike her, I had more than enough practice at this. Maybe too much, when I looked back on it, but there was no redo button for the past, so we had to live with all of the faults as well as the things we were most proud of.
I caught Ollie around the waist and tugged her forward. She caught on quick and settled herself on my lap as she straddled my legs. Her thighs were smooth against mine, her skin still slightly cool from being wet for so long. She curled her arms around my neck and pressed her breasts against my chest. I could feel her nipples lift against my skin as I slid my palm down the length of her spine.
I latched my mouth over hers and helped shift so that she was hovering right over the top of my very erect cock. I could feel goosebumps lift on her skin as the kiss deepened, and her body began to move as if she couldn’t help but try and find the hardness to grind against. Her breaths were fast and raspy, and her fingers dug into my shoulder hard enough to leave a mark.
None of this was the kind of build-up I usually preferred to get myself or someone else in the mood, but the basics of it, the fact that it was me and her, was more of a turn-on than any bout of prolonged foreplay I’d experienced. Having her skin on mine was enough to make me feel like I was going to lose control. The touch of her mouth against mine as I inhaled her and breathed out all the bad memories we shared made me harder than I’d ever been.
“I want you, Huck.” The words were whispered, but I swore she shouted them because they were the only sounds I could hear.
“You have me, Ollie.” Even without the sex and the surprise of her showing up unannounced. She’d always had me. Even when I’d convinced myself otherwise.
Since she was inexperienced and more hesitant than I would’ve guessed, I had to help her get into position and guide myself inside of her.
The first press of my sensitive tip inside her scorching heat pulled a deep moan of pleasure from the center of my chest. She gasped in return and started to roll her hips back and forth. The back of my knuckles dragged through wet folds and through silky moisture as I held onto my cock until she sank all the way down and I bottomed out inside of her. Immediately, all of her inner muscles clenched and squeezed the thick length planted inside of her.
I put a hand behind me on the damp edge of the mattress and bent back a little bit so I could look at the point where we were joined. She had freckles everywhere. Even down there. It was cute as hell, and just another reason she made me forget I was supposed to be a good guy in her eyes.
She started to move without any guidance from me.
She held onto my shoulders for balance and tossed her head back as she started to ride up and down on my cock like she’d done it a thousand times. Her body gripped mine like it would never let it go, and my cock was all too happy to throb and pulse inside her snug heat. I watched as she rose and fell on the rigid flesh between us, loving the way she sucked me in and covered me in silky wetness with every movement.
I kept one hand on her hip and moved the other to stroke across the crest of her breast. I palmed the full globe and rolled my thumb over the swollen peak of her nipple. She made a strangled noise in response, and I felt her lips land on the side of my neck. The nip of her teeth soon followed as her movements picked up speed and got slightly more frantic.
It felt beyond good being inside of her, but it also felt good to simply be close to her. To touch her. To taste her. Being connected to her physically was one pleasure. But being connected to her in the way we used to be, where it felt like no one knew me better or cared about me more, that was the hole I’d been trying to fill since I’d left her. That was the void that only she could erase.
“I feel funny.” She spoke into my skin, her words drifting across my pulse. “What’s happening to me?”
I was so caught up in trying to make sure I didn’t blow before she did, it took me a minute to realize what she meant. I could feel her inner muscles flexing and fluttering around my dick. I could also feel a rush of wetness that was starting to flow around me. Everything intensified when I played with her nipple a little rougher than I had before.
She wasn’t a virgin, but that didn’t mean she had any kind of experience in what sex was supposed to be. I wasn’t her first, but I might as well have been.
“You’re gonna come.”
She lifted her head and looked at me like she was in shock.
Her mouth made a cute little ‘o’ of surprise, and a second later, she let out a low moan, and I felt her body release all around mine.
Her shock was sweet, and her unfiltered expression and response were enough to pull me over the edge right after her. Overall, not my best performance, everything was too fast and too sloppy, but it might go down in history as the most important sex I’d ever had.
“I wasn’t expecting that.” I liked it when she was finally honest with me about everything.
“The sex or the orgasm?” Both were a bit of a surprise. We’d been friends and enemies. I never imagined we’d eventually become lovers.
“All of it, and you. It’s an endless surprise.” Her voice was soft and had a dreamy quality.
When we were young, the world was too small, too tight, and too confining.
When we got a bit older, it seemed too big, too vast, too scary.
Now, when we were together, everything felt like it was exactly the way it was supposed to be. It was a perfect fit. Not too big or too small. Not too hot or cold. Not too hard or too soft. Everything finally felt like it was just right.
Ollie
I was still slightly dazed and a little loopy from the aftermath of all the pleasure and satisfaction that was still swirling through my blood. There was no room inside my body or my brain for the fear that usually immobilized me during a storm. Not when I was consumed by what it was like to be with Huck in an entirely new way.