An open flame by Shanice, C Ward (essential reading .txt) 📕

We lay there for what seemed like hours, he hadn’t completely softened when he pulled out, he picked up his shirt off the floor, I thought he was going to leave and was momentarily confused and embarrassed when he came towards me to clean me up with his shirt, ‘Sorry, I made such a mess, but you still look so divine, I just want to kiss you all over, make you mine.. That sounds absurd doesn’t it’ he admonished himself, I grinned up at him, what a spectacular male. I sat up and hugged him. I didn’t even know that I was going to until I did it. ‘What was that for?’ he said smiling as I pulled away, ‘I don’t know I just wanted to hold you’ I said, we stood there before one another, naked completely maintaining eye contact, even though he’d just climaxed, his length had hardened again and I could feel it against my stomach, I grinned and peeped down, it was massive it was so long and thick, I was shocked, how did that fit, wow. I looked back up, he was sporting a boyish grin, clearly impressed at himself, I bit my lip and walked backwards towards the kitchen, he followed me, and suddenly I felt like I had all the confidence in the world, knowing he was watching I spread my legs and bet down to retrieve my panties and robe, I arched my back to give a more ‘fuck me’ look, I place one hand on the countertop, I hope he takes the bait. Just as my finger tips touched the robe I felt his hands on my body trailing over my back and behind, I rocked my hips from side to side, then I felt him rubbing his length against my sex up and down, up and down, ‘you like to tease me’ he suggested in a hot hoarse voice that instantly turned me on, ‘ my lips parted as I sucked for air, ‘Yes’ I stated matter of factly, panting for him, I’d just have a powerful orgasm and now my body wanted more, too greedy. ‘Do you want me Charlotte?’ My breathing hitched and a pool of pleasure and butterflies gathered in the pit of my stomach, Yes, yes Tobias, I do, Take me… Please’ I begged him, obviously, he didn’t need to be asked twice, ‘Grip the countertop with both hands’ he told me, the second I did he slammed into me ‘Ohh’ I cried out, the pleasure overwhelming I could feel the build-up already, this time I could arch my back and thrust my hips to meet his thrusts, over and over, moaning with every movement, I was climbing higher and higher, my hips rocking until I could no longer take it, ‘Tobias!’ I shouted as I released, he pumped again and again, ‘Mine!’ he exclaimed with a final thrust as he poured himself into me, kissing my back softly he slowly pulled out of me, this time he softened, he collected my panties go onto his kneed and cleaned me up before settling me onto a stool, ‘Mmm’ I murmured too tired and dazed to say anything else. He offered a boyish smile and pushed my glass of wine towards me, I took a few sluggish sips, the liquid soaked my tongue it was just what I needed to sort out my dry mouth. Popping a strawberry into his mouth, he turned to face me, ‘You okay?’ he asked sincerely, I nodded and the grinned, ‘you?’ I asked hoarsely, he chuckled, ‘I’m fantastic- you were fantastic!’ he proclaimed, that made me feel good, I offered a grin back. I knew exactly how I looked right now, messy wild hair, glassy eyes and puffy red lips and cheeks, probably the exact same appearance he was sporting except he rocked the ‘just fucked’ look better. ‘I should probably get dressed’ I managed with a slight croak in my voice, I was very much sated from those two orgasms. My gaze was locked with his the second I peered up beneath my eyelashes, I’d only seen this glorious man three times and we’d already had amazing sex twice, I was unable to look away, unashamed that I had just had sex with somebody I had just met, locked into the stormy grey eyes that resembled fierce masculine triumph, I wanted him to be mine. It was apparent I was supposed to be his too, Mine, they were the words he had shouted when he climaxed. Cupping his face, I gathered all my energy to pull myself closer to him, closing the proximity, I brushed my lips across his, he wrapped his arms around me, crushing me into him, skin on skin, his skin so hot, like an open flame. He brushed the damp tendrils of hair away from my temples and placed them behind my ears, he studied my face as he did so watching my expression, reading me. I soaked him in too, enjoying the way he looked, he was mesmerizingly beautiful. His long hair matted to his scalp and face, reaching up I put my hands through his hair, pushing it all away from his face, like the way he had it gelled back the night before. ‘We should be a couple, or at least we should start dating, I know we have only just met but after this- I, I wanted you from the moment I laid my eyes upon you at that curb, but now, now I have to have you’ my breath hitched and my blood was pumping so hard it was drumming in my ears, ‘like, a relationship?’ I asked, feeling like an idiot the second I said it, He smiled down at me, ‘Yes, that’s what Im talking about Charlotte, what do you think?’ he looked genuinely worried about my response, my heart fluttered for him, did I want this? Yes, yes I do. Look at him so irresistible and so charming, he’s perfect and I’ve wanted him since I saw him too, there’s no denying that. ‘Definitely yes, I sound way too eager, but yes, Im up for trying that, I’d say let’s take things slow but I guess there’s no point in saying that’ I gestured between us, we both laughed and he pulled me into a tighter embrace resting my head beneath his chin I tightened my hold on him. ‘I really should put some clothes on though, Leila isn’t coming home tonight but I couldn’t possibly stay naked all evening, ‘Why not?’ Toby stated jokingly, I rolled my eyes at him and he lightly swatted my behind I giggles girlishly at him. Taking his hand and picking up all the clothes along the way I lead Tobias to the en suite bathroom in my bedroom, dumping the clothes into the wash basket and switching the shower on as I passed it I told Tobias that he could take a quick shower whilst I take the basket into the laundry room and have his clothes washed. He kissed my cheek and stepped under the spray, still naked, I loaded the washing machine with the items of clothing and headed back to the shower peeked in to see him smelling my strawberry shower gel, I giggled and went off in search of something less feminine. I came back with dove original and let him use that along with apple scented shampoo and conditioner, he dried himself off whilst I had a quick scrub down. Stepping out from under the spray, Toby’s eyes followed my wet glistening body whilst I reached up to push my hair out of my face. He purred, and stalked towards me, I grinned and gave myself to him, enveloping myself in his body.

I awoke Sunday morning achy and sore. I grinned at the delicious memories of the day before. Tobias had left at around half ten because he had a business trip to Seattle today at noon so he needed plenty of sleep and being here with me would mean that he wouldn’t get that, again I grinned at the thought. I was going to take my book back to the library today as the library was open till 8 tonight which I considered was quite late for a Sunday. . Plenty of time to get dressed, take my back and find a new one I began getting out of bed to begin the day ahead.   It was a cloudless day as I headed through Birmingham town centre towards the public library, the air was crisp and warm without a breeze.  The smell of vehicle exhaust mixed with food from nearby outlets- bars, restaurants and doughnut stands was amazing, I loved Birmingham but London was my dream, and I hoped one day soon I would be walking through London town centre absorbing my environment with my senses, I’m sure it would be fantastic. I was too busy looking at the way the small trees outside the library in centenary square stood still, the leaves motionless from the lack of breeze and how the light poured through them that I didn’t notice the bell ringing on the bicycle behind me, I looked behind me just in time to dodge the red faced male as he swerved past me ‘Stupid bitch!’ he yelled as he continued past me, I watched him wide eyed with astonishment at his rudeness, but I suppose that’s Birmingham for you. Tucking my black tendrils behind my pale ears and clutching the handle of my bag closely under my shoulder I continued into the library. It was magnificent. Largely built, full of books and because it had recently been refurbished it was very elegant and modern. The smell of books, rich paper and cardboard filled the air. The rich smells intoxicating and enticing, this is what I loved about the library the most, it isn’t like ordinary libraries where they smell dusty from old carpets and cushions as well as the dust gathering on the shelves from the lack of use, with old shabby computers with Microsoft 98 in the back. No this was much better, luxurious open spaces, modern computers and technology better seating, even though this was less homely it smelt and looked so much healthier in its surroundings that it was a more comfortable place to be. I enjoyed my time here more than anywhere else. There was a constant hum in the air from the multiple conversations between the steady flow of book lovers and students in the library. I headed towards the main desk to return my book, the same librarian, Ms Fryer as her name tag highlights is sitting in her usual place at the far end of the crescent shaped desk sorting through a pile of books, with her half-moon glasses tucked neatly onto her nose, her bobbed brown hair neat around her head, brunette with a few grey streaks and bright red lipstick she barely looked up as I approached, I stood patiently at the desk knowing that she’ll pull herself away from her task shortly to deal with me. I looked at the clock, 11:45 I wondered if Leila had gotten back yet. We had