Trust - A Short Story

This story is rated 18 and over.



A short sweet erotic story. Burned by a cheating boyfriend in the past, Carys has moved glacially slow with Seth--until Christmas night.

TRUST

The evening of holiday hosting finally over, Carys went up to her bedroom to get out of her shoes and change.  Her boyfriend followed.  Since he currently lived an hour away, he stayed over if he was still there after dark.  Until now, when he slept over at her place, sleep was the only thing that happened in her bed. 

After seven months of dating Seth, Carys had a plan for his Christmas gift. 

He came into the bedroom and started changing.  “I’m going to grab a quick shower, then join you in bed.”  He grabbed a towel and walked into the bathroom.

“Okay.”

She couldn’t see the shower from the bed, but soon heard the water running and listened for when he’d be close to done.

When he opened the shower door, she handed him the towel.  He dried off, then wrapped it around his waist before turning around.

Carys leaned against the wall, waiting.  “Hey. Have a nice shower?”

Seth was frozen in place, his gaze traveling up and down her body.  She wore a black lace halter gown that left little to the imagination.

“Speechless, huh? I’ll have to write down the date.”

He shook his head to clear the daze.  “You…look…”

“Yes?”

Trying to regain his voice, he swallowed, and asked, “Does…this mean…”

“That I’m surprising you? Yeah. Unless you aren’t interested.”  She turned away, and that finally got his feet moving.

“Are you sure, Carys?”  He pulled her close, letting her feel the evidence of his interest.

“Absolutely.”

Seth kissed her, pouring out every bit of feeling he’d restrained for months.

“Wow. You’ve never kissed me like that before.”

“You weren’t ready before.”

She took his hand, led him to the bed, and urged him to sit.  Standing before him, she ran her fingers through his damp curls.  Her fingertips danced over his face and down as she explored his skin for the first time, memorizing every scar and freckle.

When he grabbed her hips, she batted his hands away.  “My show. You can wait your turn, or I find handcuffs.”

He nodded in compliance, but his rakish grin said she could only test his patience so far.  Her mouth followed her hands as she placed kisses all over his torso.  She pushed him onto his back and latched onto a nipple, sucking, then nibbling.  Grinning, she gave the same treatment to the other side.  She licked and nipped a trail down to the towel still wrapped around his slender hips and teased ever-so-lightly over his erection, making it jump, before slowly pulling the towel away.

Eyes dark with lust, Seth watched her.

Carys kissed across one hip, skipping over his erection, and continued to the other.  It strained toward her every time she neared, trailing her hair over the length as she kissed his thighs instead.  He moaned with every tease, so she decided to reward him for his patience.

His eyes were closed.  Soothing him, she’d been running her hands over his legs, but then, she gave his hard-on one long, fast lick from root to tip.

His eyes shot open.  “Oh my god.”

“Would you like something?”

“Carys, please.”

“Please…what?”

“Touch me again!”

“Okay. Since you beg so nicely.”

With light, soft movements, she began stroking him…but as soon as his eyes drifted closed again, she dropped her mouth over his length and sucked her way back up.  He arched off the bed with a shout.

“Mmm, fresh, clean boyfriend.”

“You’re going to kill me.”

She let go and took a step back.  “I can find something else to do if my efforts aren’t appreciated.”  He lunged for her, but not fast enough.  “I warned you,” she said, holding up a pair of cuffs from her drawer.

“Kinky.”

“Maybe. Right now, I want to keep you in one place.”  Crawling up the bed, she fastened his wrist to the headboard, then moved back between his knees.  “Make any noise you want, baby. No one’s going to hear us.”

“I’ll keep that in mind for later.”

She grinned, then turned her attention back to his straining erection.

Kissing the sensitive skin at the base and working up, she sucked and nibbled along the blue vein down the center.  When she reached the little indentation below the head, she gently sucked the skin into her mouth and let it slide through her teeth.  He moaned, so she did it again.  He couldn’t keep his hips still while she continued treating every millimeter to her tongue.

Finally sliding him into her mouth, she slowly worked him over, watching his face, the way his eyes rolled back every time she went down on him.  He moaned when she grazed her teeth over his length and gasped when she twirled her tongue in that sensitive spot again.  What she couldn’t fit in her mouth, she stroked, feeling the muscles twitch and tense.

“So good, baby. God…so close, I’m gonna--”

Carys stopped.

Seth tried to sit up, starting to panic, then she slowly started moving again, holding him where he’d been without the satisfaction of release.  Dropping his head on the pillow, he groaned. 

She giggled.  “Growl at me all you want. I can do this indefinitely.”

“Carys…”

She smiled, and bent her head.  He tensed immediately in her hand.  Feeling how close he was, she applied pressure so he couldn’t pop.  His face was caught in a look of desperation, stuck at the moment of bliss without attaining it. 

Understanding flickered through his eyes—she was showing her power as a woman.  She’d be begging and screaming before he’d be done with her now.

Carys sucked and stroked him a final time and he exploded.  She crawled up his side and kissed him, caressing his tongue with hers, then pulled back and raked her eyes over his body.

“Mmm, I could leave you like this and just look at you.”

He gulped.  “You could, but I don’t think you’d find that very satisfying, hon.”

“You might be right, but it only matters if I can find the key.”

She rolled off the bed and made a big show of rifling through the drawers, giving him a fine view of her lace-covered ass, before finally standing up and dangling the key before him.

“Found it. Now, what shall I do with it? If I let the big, bad wolf go, he’s going to eat me.”

“You’re right, baby. He’ll gobble you up, but is that really a bad thing?”

Contemplating the question with wide, innocent eyes, she slowly shook her head, and then started unlocking the cuffs.  With his wrist free, he was on her in a second; rolling them so she was beneath him.

Seth left little kisses on her neck, then paused at the strap of her gown, giving it a tug with his teeth.  “Someone’s wearing entirely too much.”  Slipping his hands behind her neck, he unhooked the strap.

Here was where she got nervous.  Her body, nice as it was, hadn’t been enough to keep the last guy she dated from cheating on her.  The one insecurity she’d ever felt was about her looks.  She closed her eyes while he peeled the gown away, not wanting to see any possible disappointment on his face before he could mask it.  What she forgot was the perceptiveness of her boyfriend.

“So beautiful,” he said, before sliding her gown the rest of the way off.  “Look at me, Carys.”

Opening her eyes, her breath caught in her throat when she saw his face so open with everything he felt for her.  She was overwhelmed.  He crawled up her body and nuzzled her face.

“I love you, Carys. I loved you when you gave us a chance. Loved you even when you yelled at me. Love how you care for everyone. And I love you now when there’s nothing more to hide.”

Seth finally kissed her on the lips, gentle and sweet, and she melted inside, clinging to him and showing how he’d moved her.  He broke away to let her breathe and started kissing a path down her body, pausing at her breasts to study the full curves.  Her heartbeat sped up when he caressed them.  Taking one rosy peak in his mouth, he sucked, nipped, licked and tasted.  She moaned and arched her back when he tugged on the pink bud with his teeth.  Switching sides, he wound her up more.  Her fingers threaded into his hair, lightly holding his head in place while his mouth explored every inch.

Every tug on her breast caused the delightful tingling in her core to intensify.  Distracted by his fingers and tongue, she hadn’t noticed where the other hand went until his finger swirled around her clit.  Thrusting her hips up in surprise, she mewled, wanting more attention.

Seth was determined to tease her, though, his fingers roaming sensitive skin, playing amongst the folds, but avoiding the spot she wanted him to focus on.  She whimpered, trying to move so his hand would be where she wanted it, but he’d just shift away again.  His fingers flicked her clit a few times, then he went back to teasing.

He twisted her nipple a little, making her cry out and dig her nails into his scalp.  She lifted her head, glaring at him.  Her pulse was pounding.  He smirked and rested his chin on her chest.

“Seth. Stop teasing me.”

He removed his hands from the fun spots, too.  “Something you want, honey?”

“If you’re…up to it.”

“Oh, so that’s how you want to play this, eh?”

“Haven’t exactly seen any fantastic results--”  The last syllable came out as a yelp when he thrust two fingers inside her.

He rubbed the spongy patch of nerves inside and watched her abs tense, then adjusted his angle and started stimulating her clit with his thumb while brushing the inner cluster with every thrust.  Her hips moved in rhythm.  Her breathing quickened.  She was strung taut and clamping down on his fingers hard enough that he switched to using just one.

When he started teasing her breast again, she gripped the sheets.  Breathy moans were getting louder, longer, and her hand was digging nail prints into his shoulder.

“Oh god…don’t stop…oh…unh…”

“Just let it go, baby. So close, aren’t you?”

She nodded.  She really was close, but the pressure kept building, leaving little blood in her head.  Taking a deep breath instead of a shallow pant, the feelings increased.  He sped up just a touch and that was all she needed.  Every moan was progressively louder until she burst, writhing in ecstasy.  His tongue replaced his hand, making her gasp and shudder again.

Seth licked up every ounce of her, keeping her close to the peak.  She couldn’t help but keep moving.  He pushed her legs further apart and held her thighs down.  She was so close to the brink.  Within a minute, she was coming again.

Carys melted into the bed, panting, heart pounding, and ears roaring.  Trying to clear her vision, she blinked a few times and looked down at him.  “I think you broke me.”

He chuckled.  “I hope not. I don’t plan on letting you out of this bed for a long time.”

“Well, you’ll have to wait until there’s only one of you again. I’m dizzy.”  She giggled.  She felt drunk, sleepy, hungry…and still horny.  He crawled up her body and kissed her.  She yawned, and was immediately embarrassed.  “Sorry. I’ve been up since six.”

He caressed her face.  “It’s okay. We have plenty of time. Rest a minute.”

Her hand played over the planes of his chest and tummy.  She loved his soft skin.  She knew life had been hard in the past, but he barely had any scars.

“How do I have more scars than you? I still have marks from when I was five.”

“Maybe we’ll have to count who has more. I already know you have more freckles.”

“Well, duh, I’m paler than you. Just my shoulders beat you on that one.”

“But they are lovely, and soft, and kissable.”  He started kissing every freckle he could find, bringing up goosebumps with the two right above her right breast.

Every spot received attention.  When he nipped the mole on her inner thigh, she shivered. 

She wasn’t so tired anymore.

Seth rolled her over on the big bed, paying the same attention to the flipside.  Every kiss on her back made her tingle.

She shrieked when he bit her butt.  “Hey!”  He bit the other cheek.  Wriggling, she tried to get away, but his weight on her legs kept her stuck.  “Seth! Watch the teeth!”

“Like that hurt, you big baby. Didn’t even leave a mark. This--”  He made a hickey.  “Would be a mark. Be a shame not to be symmetrical and you squirm so well…”

It stung, and tickled, and drove her nuts, but he didn’t let go until it matched the other one.

“Seth.”

“Yes, baby?”

“Get up here and kiss me.”  She didn’t have to ask twice.  He happily pulled her close and locked lips again.

Lying on their sides, she snuck her hand between them to softly stroke his cock.  He gasped in her mouth, then kissed her harder.  Passion ignited again.  Hands sought every contour.  Tongues dueled, and they both were moaning.

He moved to suck on her neck.  She leaned back and pulled him with her, curling her leg around the back of his.  Shifting his hips a little, he brushed against her heat, and rubbed the tip around again.  Repeating the motion, he looked into her eyes.  Smiling, she pulled him down for another kiss.

“Driving me crazy, Carys. Let me in, baby. I’ll make it so good.”

“Start slow? It’s been a long time.”

He nodded and gently pushed in.  She let out a relaxing breath at the same time.  His face was buried in her neck, waiting for her to say when he could move.  She wiggled a little, making both of them moan.

“You okay, sweetheart?”

“Mm-hmm. You can move already.”

He nipped her neck for teasing him, then looked in her eyes when he started to move.

The pulling sensation when he left her body made her feel bereft, only to be filled again when he came back, better each time as they rocked together.  He felt perfect, hitting all the right places seven years had made her nearly forget—snug, but not too much, and god, that swirly thing he just did was going to drive her insane.

“Do that again.”

“What, baby? Tell me what you want.”  He repeated the motion, making her moan and her eyes roll back.  “This?”  She gasped when he did it again.  “God, Carys, you make the most delicious little sounds. So hot, so perfect…so fucking beautiful.”

She pulled him into a kiss to drive all rational thought from his brain.  Her tongue claimed his mouth, stroking the hard palate behind his teeth.  She flicked the sensitive center of it and he whimpered, his cock twitching inside her.  On his next stroke in, she squeezed her inner muscles, not letting him move.

“Carys.”

“Hmm?”  She rolled them over so she was on top and slowly rippled her muscles up and down his length.

“Oh god.”  Sitting up, he locked his arms around her and thrust up hard, making her eyes go wide.  “I love you. Sadistic little minx that you are.”

“What can I say? You bring out my bad side.”

“Do I? Shall I corrupt you further?”

“Please.”

“Then we’re changing positions.”  Seth lifted her up, turned her around, and guided her to sink back onto his erection.  One arm wrapped around her waist while the other hand fondled her breast.  “Now ride me, honey. Use those strong, gorgeous legs of yours.”

She lifted her body up and sank back down, the new position pressing him against the front wall of her so every thrust rubbed the cluster of nerves he found earlier.  Her head lolled back on his shoulder.

“That’s my girl. I want to feel you come all around me.”

His hands and voice made her shiver.  She picked up her pace.  That ball of ecstasy was tightening in her stomach again.  She started having a hard time holding herself up.

“Seth. I want to see you.”

He picked her up, laid her on the bed, and took over, driving into her fast and hard, stimulating her clit with every stroke.  She moaned with every push, arching into him.

“More. Oh god. Love you.” 

Close, she pulled him down into a punishing kiss.  He reached between them to flick her clit.  She came undone, pulling him with her, and bit his shoulder.  They collapsed into the bed, boneless.

Once he recovered, he rolled them so he was on his back with her sprawled on top.

“Mmm, amazing.”

“Worth the wait?”

“Oh, yeah. Couldn’t have been a better way to end seven years of celibacy.”  She giggled.  “My bed’s no longer a virgin.” 

They chuckled.

She shifted to get more comfortable and felt him harden inside her.”

“Again?”

“You inspire me, baby.”  He rolled them over and kissed her.

“Just know, you’re making breakfast in the morning.”

Seth chuckled and shut her up with another kiss.  No more talking for round two.

The End