Ambrosia (25 page)

“Ash, I’m
gonna
cum,” I somehow managed to say, at least I think I did.

Close to his own orgasm, he did not let up, pumping in and out of me, until we were both ready to jump together. As I felt the explosion begin to erupt deep inside me, I held onto him tightly, clenching my pussy around his cock until I felt him join me in the free fall and collapse around me.

I don’t know how long we stayed just like that. Our exhausted, sweaty bodies, pressed against each other and our breaths in sync with one another I would love to say that our first time together was tender and gentle and caring and sensitive, but it was a far, far cry from any of those. The only thing that mattered was that it was perfect.
Earth-shattering, life-altering, soul-fusing perfect.

ASH

Waking up to Scarlett’s mouth on my cock was the best surprise… ever. I had wanted so badly the night before to further that kiss, but I was afraid that it wasn’t the right time, it was too soon. Despite our history together and the connection we had always shared, truth was she had only been broken up with Rat for a week or so, and the argument they had left her emotionally vulnerable. I wanted her as mine more than anything in the world, but I had faith it would happen in due time. She would always be my Psyche. However, I also knew it was important for her to find her own strength, to learn that she could fly with her own wings. She didn’t need to be my butterfly or his angel or anyone’s anything to love herself and find true happiness.

All that being said, there was no way in hell I was going to stop her once I woke up and realized what she was doing. I had fantasized about being with her so many times, it was truly a dream come true. When I pulled her up to my face and looked into her eyes, it was in that moment I knew she had realized that us being together was inescapable… unavoidable… predetermined. She owned me ~ body, mind, and soul.

I had wanted so badly to make sweet love to her the first time we were together, but once I touched her, I couldn’t control myself. She was so fucking beautiful and I had waited so long to have her. I almost came immediately when I first
thrusted
inside her sweet, tight pussy. Calling it heavenly wasn’t even doing it justice. It was completely indescribable and more powerful than anything I had ever experienced.

As we lay there afterwards, struggling to catch our breath and to wrap our heads around what had just happened, I couldn’t help but ask her, “Did you call me ‘love?’”

She giggled and shook her head. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Laughing at her stubbornness, “I think you know exactly what I’m talking about. You called me a nickname… ‘
love’
of all things too.”

“You’re delusional. I think the hormones racing through your body must’ve affected your hearing,” she attempted to say with a straight face.

I started tickling her and she began squirming around underneath me, trying to control her laughter. “Really? Because I’m pretty sure your exact words were “’I want you…’” She clamped her hand over my mouth so that I couldn’t say anything else, so naturally I licked her hand to get her to move it.

“
Ewww
… that’s gross,” she squealed as she pulled her hand back.

“I want you inside me love,” I managed to say in my version of a female voice before dying in laughter. She slapped my arm and I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her on top of me. “Say it again.”

“Say what again? That I want you inside of me?”

“Well, that’s not what I was talking about, but if you want to say that again, I can accommodate your wishes,” I teased.

She rolled her eyes and tried to act mad, but couldn’t stop the smile that tugged at her lips. “Come on
love
, let’s get out of bed. I need to shower and I’m hungry.”

As she climbed off of me, I swatted her ass and she squealed. “I need a shower and food too,
ya
know. God, what kind of hostess
are
you?”

“Well come on then,
love.
”

I sat up and watched her walk across the room naked. What a sight she was.

“Stop looking at me like I’m an animal at the zoo. Are you
gonna
take a shower with me or not?”

She needn’t ask twice; fuck yeah I wanted to take a shower with her. I wanted to do everything with her. I was up and out of the bed in seconds, following her to the bathroom. “Are you
gonna
cook me breakfast after we are all clean?”

“This isn’t a bed and breakfast,” she said laughing. “We can go get some food… and you some clothes.” She looked me up and down as I stood there just as naked as her. Our eyes met and I wanted to say it so bad, and I knew it wasn’t the time, but damn if I didn’t love her so much.

“I know… me too,” she said and then turned and walked into the adjoining bathroom.

SCARLETT

Over the next couple of weeks, Max and I worked our way into a comfortable routine. Classes were out for winter break, so we had quite a bit of free time around our part time work schedules. After that first incredible morning together, Ash expressed his concern that I needed space to heal from the breakup and that he wanted me to be sure that a relationship with him was what I wanted. I knew without a doubt what I wanted, but I agreed to take things slowly.

Max and I worked perfectly as roommates. Thankfully, there was never any awkwardness about what had happened between us because I wouldn’t have known what to do without him in my life. He made me talk about my feelings quite a bit, claiming that I needed to get it all out or I would allow it to get in the way of my happiness. We talked about Mason and how I felt about the breakup. Even though I did love
Mase
very much, our relationship wasn’t strong enough, or we just weren’t mature enough, for it to withstand the distance between us. Sure, there had been some miscommunication issues, but the fact was he was moving forward with his music and
Jobu’s
Rum and I was a twenty year old college student with a lot of growing up to do. Being my first love… my first relationship… my first everything really made him very special to me and I would always hold a special place in my heart for him. I didn’t begrudge him the decisions he made, and I truly wished him all of the happiness and success in the world. Maybe one day when he was rich and famous, I could say I knew him when.

Ash and I talked and texted every day, but true to his word, I only saw him a couple of times a week at first. He would take me out on dates ~ dinner, movies, we even went to a musical ~ and then afterwards we would go back to one of our houses and hang out with our respective roommates. Being with him was the most natural thing
ever,
I could just be me all the time. For better or worse, he knew everything about me, the good and the bad. And for the most part I knew everything about him. Sex with Ash was nothing short of spectacular. It was always different, sometimes it was slow and sweet love making while other times it was nothing more than hot and sweaty fucking. It was a given on the nights we spent together that we would, but he was also very spontaneous. Any time we got where we were at one of our houses alone, it became a game of what room he would pounce on me in.

Before I knew it, the week of Christmas was upon us and I was very excited because I was spending it with Ash’s family.
Crys
, Will, and the boys were flying in for the holiday, and I was looking forward to seeing them all again. My parents had gone on a Mediterranean cruise for two weeks and my brother and sister-in-law were going to visit her parents on the East coast, so my grandparents had decided to not have a big dinner. They had told me I was welcome to come to their house, but they understood if I had friends that I wanted to celebrate with. Jess and Meg had both gone to their parents’ homes so we used Ash’s house as the place for the festivities. His mom’s apartment could’ve worked, but there was much more space and the kitchen was much more functional at his house.

I spent Christmas Eve night with him helping clean up and prep the food. As we were standing in the kitchen cutting up veggies for the different casseroles, we talked about childhood memories of Christmas Eve’s and what not. Somehow we got on the discussion of our older siblings and as he was talking about
Crys
, a question that I was curious about for a long time popped in my head.

“Can I ask you something about while I was gone last year?” I asked, scared of what the answer was going to be.

“Of course, what’s up?”

“So I know that the day I came back and saw you at the bar, you were there with
Crys
, but what did you do while I was gone? I mean we’ve never really discussed those eight months…” I let my voice trail off, unsure of how he was
gonna
take the question.

“You mean
who
did I do while you were gone, right?” He stopped what he was doing and pushed the cutting board aside. He turned to look at me and raised his eyebrows, waiting for my response

The one bad thing about us knowing each other so well was he that he knew exactly what I meant when I asked something like that. I didn’t stop peeling the potatoes nor did I look up at him, instead I just nodded my head.

“Right after you left Scarlett, I was devastated. I didn’t leave my house much for a few weeks. I blamed myself, and rightfully so, for why you left. Soon thereafter, I went through my angry stage. I was mad at you for leaving, for running away and not letting me explain.
I thought that returning to the way I was before you, before I cared about anyone would help me get over you… “

I knew I had no right to be mad, but still hearing that he had gone back to that lifestyle pissed me off and I could feel my face getting hot. He took the two steps it took to get to me and grabbed my wrists, making me stop what I was doing. I looked down realizing I was destroying the potato with the peeler. I dropped both in the sink and turned my face to look at him. His face was serious but reassuring.

“Scarlett, after the first week or so of acting like a fucking jack ass, I stopped. I just couldn’t do it. You were all I could think of. I knew, I just knew that you’d come back or somehow we would end up back together, and I didn’t want to have this exact conversation with you. I didn’t want you to be disappointed in me again. I swore that I’d never let you down again.”

“Really? So up until we were together the first time a few weeks ago, you hadn’t been with anyone since a few weeks after I left?” I found that pretty hard to believe.

“Yes, I know you are having problems believing that, but it’s the truth. Shortly after that everything happened with my parents and I got the new research assistant job. My life just got so crazy that I didn’t really have time to think about it. I mean don’t get me wrong, I watched a shit load of porn and took care of myself plenty, but I wasn’t with anyone else.”

I knew by the look on his face and the calming feeling in my stomach that he was telling the truth, and I relaxed my shoulders that I didn’t even realize were tensed up. “Okay, sorry, I just had to ask.”

“Anything, Butterfly, anything you ever want to know… you ask me. I don’t there to ever be a problem between us because of miscommunication or assumptions.”

He let go of my wrists and stepped behind me pinning me in between his body and the sink. Sweeping all of my hair over one shoulder, he began kissing the exposed shoulder, moving his mouth tantalizingly slow towards my neck with kisses and light love bites. I closed my eyes and I moaned as his touch brought me wet panties instantly.

As he continued moving up my neck with his mouth, his hands grabbed and tilted my hips so that my ass was pressed up against his erection. “Do you know how sexy you are when you get jealous and possessive?” he growled in my ear. Fuck yes.

I shook my head no and closed my eyes. Not moving his hands off of my hips or his mouth off my throat, he began bunching my skirt up in his hands.

“Do you need me to remind you how important you are to me?” he grumbled.

His question reminded me of something Jesse Ward would’ve asked Ava. “You mean a reminder fuck?” I asked with a cheeky grin.

He chuckled at my sassiness. “Exactly like a reminder fuck.”

Not waiting for me to respond, I felt him release my right hip and I then heard his pants being unbuttoned and zipped. Not even bothering to take off my red lace panties, he pulled them to the side and plunged two fingers inside of me. “
Ahh
fuck, Scarlett, you’re drenched. You like thinking about me giving you reminder fucks, don’t you?”

He began rubbing my juices all around my entire swollen lips and throbbing clit. Instead of answering, I arched my back even more offering myself up to him. Seconds later, again without warning, he thrust his hard cock deep inside of me. I cried out with pleasure as he buried himself in me. With both hands holding my hips tight, he began pumping his cock in and out of me at an almost frantic pace. It didn’t take long at all for me to feel my orgasm coming on. The entire act was just incredibly fucking hot, and when he leaned into my ear and ordered me to cum, that was all it took. I exploded all over him, my pussy weeping with happiness. Moments later I felt his body tense up and his thumbs dig into my hip bones as he emptied his hot cum into me and cried out, “
Fuuuuccckkk
!”