Rain tapped against the window of our New York apartment, moving in with Emma was unexpected after all we'd only been dating six months, but the commute from her place to mine quickly became tiresome. Somehow she'd slowly began moving all of her things here anyways, it all started with that damned toothbrush, next thing I know my one bedroom flat is slowly being converted into her aesthetic...I have throw pillows now...THROW PILLOWS.
But none of that matters because when I turn over my eyes catch her sleeping figure, they study the way she's tucked tightly beneath the blankets and the way her amber hair rests softly along the outline of her face, reminding me why throw pillows never really mattered. All that mattered was her, smiling into the darkened room 'if I had to live in a Barbie pink house with glitter walls and obnoxiously fluffy blankets I'd do it, I'd do anything to make her happy.' Reaching for the phone, checking the hour for the fifth time in thirty minutes 'how is it still only four AM?!' I think, while also glancing at the temp 'yikes, it's forty eight degrees out, no wonder she's so bundled.'
Fall had arrived later than normal this year but damn is it making up for lost time, today we're supposed to head to the pumpkin patch because she insists it would be a cute date, I don't have the heart to tell her I find all that crap cheesy, Halloween is my least favorite time of year with the damned kids and their stupid trick or treating, besides my last girlfriend always wanted to do stuff like that too but it was only ever for show. The second the camera finished flashing for the thousandth time and she had found an instaworthy pose her whole demeanor would shift and out would come her true form, nearly ruining every date we ever had.
Hopefully this time with Emma will be different, she's nothing like 'she who shan't be named' no, my Emma is sweet, and true, she's never once forced me to be her own personal bitch. No, instead she's the one always waiting on me, always going out of her way to make sure I'm taken care of...where did I find this woman and when will I wake from this dream? Interrupting all thought from the slight shuffle in bed followed by the tiniest exhale 'is she finally awake?' After remaining frozen in place for a few seconds finally accepting she's still asleep and I'm still wide awake, glancing out the window watching each little raindrop slide down the pane a fuzzy sensation washes over warming every inch of my body 'is this what love feels like? Do I love her?' Feeling the answer within the temptation to wake her becomes overwhelming, hopefully she won't be too mad.
The soft tender feel of a hand brushing over my face slowly brings me from a deep sleep, instantly smiling as my vision finally focuses bringing him into view. My beautiful dark haired love leaning gently into my frame letting my hair run through his hand quietly whispering "oh you're up...good..." reaching for his hand bringing those roughened fingers to my lips, kissing over them slowly "I am now, what time is it?" Delicately brushing his thumb over the bottom lip making sure to linger feeling each pouty press of mouth "shhh...it doesn't matter...hear that? It's raining...." looking up out the window just a flash of lightning dances across the sky illuminating his beautiful freckle covered skin peeking from behind the blanket. Shivering from the breeze created by the hovering gap between the blanket and myself, quickly scooting further beneath him.
Looking down he smiles before allowing his figure to press down totally eliminating any space between us, softly the outline of his lips skim over mine just before covering them completely. Their swelled shape easily engulf my own, their petite shape fits perfectly against his while he presses deeper slowing all time to taste them, showing satisfaction with a somber mutter vibrating over them "mmm good morning...did you sleep well?" While answering one of his hands finds its way up around my waist slowly making the way up the buttoned shirt I wore to bed last night "I umm...I actually did, how'd you sleep?" The words were hard to form, my mind began to wander more and more with each slow loosening pinch of the buttons, one by one he answers with each new inch of exposed skin "...not...really...but...I'm...much....better...now..." the last word lingers in the air thickening the tension.
The final button unsnaps letting the shirt fall open revealing my naked breasts, watching him stare like it's the first pair of boobs he's ever seen a soft pinkish tone creeps over my cheeks "is that so? And why's that?" Not even answering instead letting his touch do the talking, tenderly his whole hand cups over my breast softly massaging with slow deep kneads, with eyes never leaving their shape besides a momentary glance upwards. Not ignoring the other breasts the sudden warm sensation of his mouth sucking on my breats causes me to whimper "mmm I'm beginning to understand now..." the twirl of his tongue around my nipple makes it stiffen allowing him to softly bite gently pulling back he tugs at it with his teeth forcing out another whimper.
Loosely running a hand through his dark curly hair lightly grasping with small little jerks pulling him back up against me, the thick outline of him presses against my pajama shorts leaving nothing to the imagination while only fueling my desire to feel him, to taste him, to love him. Thinking about loving him makes me blush again it's something we've never said to each other but we've both always just sort of known, from the moment we met we've been inseparable as if we've known each other all our lives 'I mean I am living with the man, surely he knows by now.'
Knowing my mind has drifted, lining my neck with his mouth pulling me back into the moment, never removing his lips one hand slips behind my back pulling me even tighter against him. Tight enough to lift my body up into a seated position allowing him to peel the night shirt from my body quickly tossing it across the room, his hand rests behind my neck squeezing it between his thumb and middle finger the sharp sting of his teeth sinks into my flesh massaging the tender skin in his mouth. Holding me against him the rain muffles all the tiny moans softly escaping my mouth while the spot on my neck grows deeper in shade by the second, sliding his hand down my back before resting it just at my hip, with a quick jerk I've fallen against the bed.
Wasting no time hands gripping on to my hips squeeze lightly before very slowly tugging down the pj bottoms, finishing by gently kissing at my ankles freeing them from my body. Steadily his mouth travels back up lightly kissing inch by inch making his way higher and higher while faintly pushing my knees apart both hands then make their way under my thighs locking up around them they rest just at the outer corners of my sweetness. Lightly kissing between each thigh inching closer towards the center, sucking in a deep breath anticipating what's about to happen while knowing he's better at that than anybody I've ever been with.
With one light jerk he's easily repositioned my hips further upwards bringing the brim of his mouth directly over my slit, lining each lip with tiny little kisses they grow in pressure until each one lingers vibrating over the sensitive area with every pleasing groan he releases. Slowly parting the slit with his tongue licking from the core up, humming lustfully he tastes my excitement until his lips are around my clit kissing and sucking they lightly tease the delicate spot until my growing moans of pleasure begin to outweigh the thunderous sounds of the storm. The more he laps the more I purr bucking my self against his face letting the pleasure of his tongue cascade throughout my core, just as he slips two fingers inside the power cuts out darkening the room even further.
Not skipping a beat he pays no attention to the sudden blackness his only focus is me, the rain grows heavier hitting against the window repeatedly muffling out the sounds of ecstasy. The harder it pours the faster his tongue licks at my hood tasting all the juices he's created, while both fingers pump inside digging upwards they press into my g spot quickly bringing me to the edge. Grabbing a handful of hair letting him know exactly how close I am, body twitching my legs begin to shake around his shoulders begging for release I moan his name into the night louder and louder it breaks through the storm.
Right at the exact moment a booming strike of lightning hits close my senses leap from the edge and my walls clamp down around his fingers squeezing repeatedly as I cum into his mouth. Slowing the pace pulling out from inside their wet touch grips at my thigh, clutching tightly lifting himself from below slowly licking his lips "mmm I love the way you taste in the morning...so hot and sticky just for me."
Quickly shuffling again he's hovering above pressing himself against my still throbbing core, awkwardly fumbling with his boxers the heavy slap of his cock falling against my slit sends a shockwave from inside all the way to the tips of my fingers. Sliding the tip across the wetness of my orgasm slowly pushing himself inside groaning deeply as every inch fills my hole, steadying himself his breath already labored after only one pump brushes over my lips. Inhaling deeply his hips begin to buck thrusting his length inside nice and slow taking his time to feel all of me respond, walls squeezing around his cock my legs twitch each time the tip drives into my cervix pushing deeper and deeper it leaves no room between his cock and my core.
Again the storm builds, winds crashes tree branches against the window and thunder shakes the walls, the intensity of it matches the way he thrusts himself inside shoving again and again he groans "god you're beautiful..." while pressing his lips against mine mumbling those three golden words "mmphhmm...I love you Emma..." the light from the storm periodically gleams upon him softly silhouetting every tensed muscle pushing down against me. Moaning with the downpour my nails dig into his shoulders, my whole body feels him tremble and the slow thrusting slightly quickens and his hips begin to thrust unevenly.
Kissing against my lips again groaning harder "mmm I love you...I've always loved you..." mumbling back against them trying to speak but only sounds of pleasure escape from my lips "I....." and although it was cold outside the friction between our bodies was hot and sweaty, and the space between our friction was slick and tender. Sitting up holding both legs against his chest thrusting long, deep strokes the storm begins to calm now only lightly tapping along the pane and the room is quiet except for his slow deep grunts building and building into even deeper groans, tilting his head back quietly cussing with pleasure.
Slipping himself out the tip of his cock skims over my clit, slow and heavy dragging out each stroke of euphoria bringing both him and I close to the edge again, letting my own hands massage at my breasts I whisper seductively "Mmm I love you too Adam...oh Adam.....don't stop...." groaning louder the slip of his cock brushes over my clit hitting repeatedly until the thick hot sensation of his climax shoots across my sex dripping down over my core sending me into another quivering orgasmic peak.
Just as quickly as the storm had came and gone it's electrifying rush set the perfect mood to confess our love, and although the rain had stopped our story is one that will carry on happily, never ending, one that will always welcome a rainy day.