Castles Burning Part One (3 page)

Letting my fingers
slip lightly across the soft fabric and his hardness, I searched his eyes for any sign that I should stop, and when I found none I continued, allowing my curiosity to be satisfied. More confident in myself I added pressure as I began to rub up and down the length of him, he leaned back against his head board and watched me. I chewed on my lower lip, looking up at his eyes, now closed, and slipped the fingertips of my other hand just into the edge of the waistband of his briefs. I felt his pulse, throbbing along a vein on his low abdomen, and I longed to trace it and find where it would lead me. My hair cascaded down the right side of my face and lightly swished on Aden’s belly as I was working up the courage to peel away his boxers. I slid my hand along his erection, over his briefs, my fingers exploring, teasing.

T
here was a brief knock on the door before it was flung open suddenly, I yanked my hand away from Aden’s crotch and Alex stared at me wide eyed for a moment in shock. I felt blood immediately flooding my cheeks as the door was slammed closed, and laughter burst out on the other side.

“Food is here you guys. Sorry!”
Alex called.

“Oh my God!”
I cried, laughing with Aden and covering my burning cheeks with my hands.

“You hungry?”
He asked, eyes gleaming.

“Not for food.” I replied smoothly
, proud that I thought to say it so fast and so boldly, and his eyes danced, making me more confident. I leaned forward on all fours and kissed him on his soft lips, then his jaw, and collar bone. I glanced up at him, seeing his eyes burning into mine lit a fire between my legs like never before, it was almost a painful ache. My mind was racing with fear, and some doubt in my ability, but more than anything excitement as I reached for his waistband once again.

I pulled
gently, and he lifted his hips slightly from the bed. I watched as my hands slid the material down to reveal rippled muscles that formed into a scrumptious V shape. When the base of his penis, and that glorious vein made their appearance, gliding down his thick shaft under soft supple skin, I leaned down to plant a kiss just above the base of his delicious sex. He peeled my camisole over my head and grasped the back of my bra; I froze, unsure if I wanted that part removed or not, I was well aware that men loved large breasts, but no one had ever seen me naked before.

“Is this ok?” He asked cautiously
, running his big hand along my back. After thinking for a second I sat back against my heels.

Slowly
, never taking my eyes from his, I reached behind my back and unclasped the hooks, letting the cups fall down before me. After a beat, Aden pressed his lips together, and let his eyes fall to my breasts before moving forward to kiss my neck, taking them into his big hands and caressing them until both nipples were aching. Remembering my purpose, I let my hand fall and grasp him, feeling the thickness in my palm as I slid the soft skin up and down the length of him. I couldn’t wrap my hand completely around him, and feeling his girth rippling underneath the soft skin as I slid it up and down his shaft with one hand, sparked my curiosity. I had to see what I was doing. Aden seemed to read my mind and leaned back quickly after breaking our kiss to give me all the space I needed, keeping one hand behind my ear and playing with my hair. Fascinated by the feel of him I studied every inch of hardness as I slid the skin down and up, exposing his soft glistening head and then slightly covering it. Moving slowly and making sure I saw no protest or uncertainty in Aden’s eyes I took the tip of him into my mouth, moving the skin up and down and swirled my tongue around his head. When I heard his sharp intake of breath I sat up immediately, worried I’d scraped him with my teeth.

“No?”
I asked him.

“No, you’re fine.  K
eep going if you want to.” He winked.

Grinning,
I leaned over once again and, continuing my exploration of his body, took the tip of him into my mouth again. I pressed my tongue into his head, testing the texture, exploring his shape and every groove and crevice. Aden leaned forward slightly, his arm over my head as he slid his hand down my neck to the back of my shoulders, and down along my waist to my butt, caressing there for a moment before sliding his hand back up and falling against the head of the bed, letting out a soft sound of pleasure as I continued to swirl my tongue around him and move his skin slowly up and down.

“Amber that is so amazing I don’t know how much longer I can hold it.”

I let go of him and settled more between his legs, placing my hands on his hips and only using my mouth.

“Don’t
hold back then, it’s ok.” I said.

I placed
a soft kiss on the tip of his penis before taking him deep into my mouth again. His reaction to my words flooded beneath my hand, adding to his hardness and fanned my own flame and desire, but before I could act on it he took my hands and lifted me up. He pulled off his briefs the rest of the way, and slid off the bed, swinging my legs along with him, and tugging my ankles until I was on the edge of his bed. His hands held my hips as he leaned between my legs and placed a firm kiss below my belly button, slipping his fingers into the crotch of my panties. He tugged them away from me, and slid his fingers along them a couple of times before slipping his fingers into the waistband. He placed another firm kiss on my pubic bone as he peeled my panties down, making me jump and gasp in surprise.

“Lean back.”
He said urgently.

I did as I was told. Aden continued to pull my underwear away, along my thighs and over my knees, then discarded them. His
hands slid up my thighs from my knees, his thumbs brushed against me, and as if in their own little response I felt my lips separate and reveal my wetness. Horrified, but intoxicated I groaned and put my arms over my face, I was craving every touch, I wanted to beg for it, I wanted to squirm on the floor and let him take every inch of me.

“Oh my God.”
Aden groaned before I felt his lips kissing me again. His tongue claiming me as he flicked one of my yearning lips and then the other, I nearly jumped out of my skin. His strong hands held my hips to the bed and I groaned loudly as his tongue began its own exploration of my most intimate details. His thumbs circled my hip bones as his tongue circled my clitoris and soon I was grasping the sheets and trying to be quiet, not realizing how loud I was being until I felt Aden’s hand moving toward my exposed sex and I stopped moaning. I felt his light timid touch on my inner thighs, felt his fingers trail down and press one finger, slightly inside me. I arched my back against him, desperately wanting to scream for more. I had no idea how to handle what I was feeling.

“Amber
, are you a virgin?” He asked me softly, kissing my thigh and working his finger slowly inside of me.

“Yes
, is that bad? “ I wanted to beg him not to stop.

“No, I just wondered.” He leaned down and I felt relief wash over me with the warmth of his tongue
once again. Aden slipped a second finger inside me, and pressed a little deeper this time, creating a whole new sensation rippling and vibrating through all of my nerve endings. My breathing became faster and my heart began to drum against my ribs, I felt deep throbbing and I tried to protest.

“
Wait.” I groggily stated, my body was burning, my muscles flexing deep inside me.

“
It’s ok baby let go. I want you to” He said, dragging his fingers against my front wall with more pressure, his tongue rolling along my clit and his finger stroking me inside. He created sensational waves of pleasure all over, goose bumps raised on my skin and I felt my toes curling and clenching the board beneath them. I dug a hand into my hair as fire seared and blossomed inside me, creating deliciously strong, vibrant clenches deep inside of me. I cried out in sheer ecstasy as I felt my release rocket through me, unexpectedly, only to be cut short by a strange warmth between my legs, it felt like liquid. Terrified and unsure of what happened my eyes snapped open to find Aden looking down at the floor and his hand. A clear liquid glittered on his chest. Did I pee?

“Oh my God.”
He whispered, looking from his hand to the floor and back.

Wide eyed and panicked I tried to speak but couldn’t
form words in my terror.

“You can squirt?”
He asked incredulously.

“What?”
I panted, frantically trying to understand.

“Oh my God.”
Standing up quickly Aden pulled my legs to each side of his hips, I gazed at him through my fog of desire as he slid the soft head of his penis along my sensitive flesh, nudging and tormenting me. “I want you so bad Amber, I want to be inside you.”

“I do
too.” I groaned, running my hands along his torso as he probed a little more. I felt the resistance, and tried to open my legs more, and when he added a fraction more pressure, it was uncomfortable, I squirmed a little beneath him.

“Are you sure?” he asked me
, lightly stroking me with his thumb.

“Yes.” I smiled up at him, standing between my legs, watching as he began to slide himself around on me again.

When he pushed inside me, I felt the terrible resistance, but before I had time to think about it anymore, the pressure built and snapped. It was like a cannon being fired into my abdomen and I jumped at the pain, the breath sucked from my lungs. Aden held still for a few moments, running his soft fingers along my inner thighs and dragging them down to my hips, until I began to move under him. He moved slowly, but I wanted more, I needed more, and before long I was clawing at his hips urging him to move within me. As he answered my silent pleas the discomfort didn’t lessen, but the feeling was still increasingly pleasurable. My breath began to come faster, and my heart began to beat harder as I felt heat building inside of me again. Aden leaned over me to put his hand over my chest and grip my shoulder with one hand, the other planted firmly on my left hip. I felt myself coming again, and I let out a small cry before feeling Aden twitch inside me, and collapse over me.

              “I love you so much Amber.” He told me, looking into my eyes. “I’m sorry it took me this long to realize it.”

***

“Hey, we’re landed.” Baldy’s voice pulled me out of my memories. My Tylenol PM hadn’t worn off yet, and I was still quite groggy.

“Oh, I’m so sor
ry.” I muttered as I stood, rubbing my eyes, and wearily gathered up my things. As I made my way to baggage claim a sense of relief washed over me. It was raining, I loved the smell of rain in Seattle, and it welcomed me as I stepped outside to meet my best friend Christie. We chatted the whole way back to her grandmothers who we are both renting the downstairs from. By the time we get back it’s late, so we have sandwiches, and visit with her grandmother for about a half hour before going to bed.

***

“Have you seen him yet?” Christie asked over her bowl of cereal the next morning, wearing a beautiful green blouse that accentuated her bright orange tresses, and matched her eyes.

“No.”
I replied, annoyed because I knew she was going to ask.

“Why not?
He’s been asking about you for over a month, you should at least go talk to him.”

“I don’t know if it’s a good
idea. After the way we left off after I visited for Christmas, and Jarred… I don’t know if he really wants to talk to me.” I told her, but the truth was, I missed him extremely, and was nervous to face him after how we parted.

“Well it’s not like you guys were married. He broke it off anyway remember?
He was the one that said he didn’t want the stress of a long distance relationship.” She offered.

“You don’t know him like I do
Christie, he will be hurt because I didn’t wait for him. He only broke it off because he was mad, and didn’t want me to go.” I said.

“
Well you didn’t have any control. Besides, he will forgive you. He has missed you all this time. Plus, looks to me like you could use a visit from old blue eyes.” Christie laughed, pulling me a little bit out of my defense mode. “Look, all I know is he was pretty excited to hear you were going to be stationed here and that he could see you regularly again.” I felt my heart sink at the mention of the military.

“Yeah, pray for m
e that my chit get’s approved.” I told her.

“It will. You said yourself they’re making cut backs. Plus after your PTSD diagnosis
from that shooting, it should be a done deal! They know you can’t be in anymore, they’ll let you go.” Christie smiled warmly at me as she placed her bowl in the sink and handed me a cup of coffee before leaving the room.

“Thanks.”
I told her, but I wasn’t as confident as she was. Regardless of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder I had been trained to handle a situation like that. I’d likely get to see a therapist to recover.”

“Call him!” She yelled back from her bedroom.

“Okay, okay I will.” I told her.

He answered on the first ring.

“Hey, Aden, it’s Amber.”

“Oh my God, are you back?” His voice sounded excited, and I cradled the phone a little tighter, longing to feel his arms around me.