The ache started again, beginning just under the surface of her skin, scratching lightly like insect legs.. it moved deeper, seeping into her bloodstream, pounding its way through until every ounce of her blood filled with the electronic sensation. Out of her blood and into her muscle and tissue the sparks and pulses pushed their way into her bones, making the sore from the fullness.
When this happened she felt it everywhere, from the tips of her toes to her teeth that were begging to bite into something. Her long nails dug into her palms as she closed her eyes and tried to will the sensation to go away. Of course, it never worked. Only one thing could drop her body temperature back to human normalcy; make her inner itch go away.
She shook her head, ran her hands through her hair. She knew she couldn't wait much longer or it would just get worse. The numbers she knew to press seemed to stick out and glow as she pressed the receiver to her ear and punched them in.
"Hello?"
"Hey, it's me. Are you busy?"
She heard a sigh from the other end and knew she had woken him up. "I know I woke you, I'm sorry. But you know I have no control over this."
He rubbed his eyes and sat up in bed, trying to shake the sleep off. "I know baby, I didn't mean to sounds annoyed. I'll be over in twenty minutes, okay? Why don't you make us some coffee and jump in the shower and I'll meet you in there?"
"Okay...thank you."
"Don't thank me for this honey. I'll be over, bye."
"Bye."
Picking up the stereo remote, she pressed the power button and let the heavy metal guitar and drums fill her apartment. She focused on the sound instead of the rising inner heat. With shaking hands she scooped the coffee into the filter and poured the water in, sprinkling droplets all over the counter. The red light came on and she walked out into the living room, making sure the door was unlocked for whenever he came in. Her amethyst eyes scanned the room, looking for anything to fold or put away, but found nothing. She sighed, and went into the bathroom.
With a deep breath he turned the doorknob to her apartment and felt the familiar stick before he jiggled and it opened to him. The loud music hit him hard, bringing him fully out of his drowsiness. Finding the remote on the couch he turned off the stereo. He could hear the running of the shower and turned to lock the behind him.
"Brian? Is that you?" He heard from the bathroom.
"Yeah baby, I'm coming in," He shouted as he kicked off his shoes and socks. His shirt was next, falling to the floor a couple steps after the shoes. Pants and briefs followed, creating a clothing trail to the bathroom. Wrapping his hand around his shaft, he started stroking his cock, not taking long at all to get hard. Allison, naked and soaked, met him at the bathroom door. Grabbing her by the buttocks he lifted her up and wrapped her legs around his waist, felt her heavy breasts pressing against his hard chest. Taking no more time he thrust into and she let out scream. He walked back into the shower with her wrapped around him.
Pressing her back against the cool tile he picked up his tempo, her moans of desperation urging him to perform at his best. He looked at her perfect lips, the cute button nose and those beautiful amethyst eyes that were looking at him with trust and passion and he bent his head to ravage her mouth. As he sucked and massaged her tongue he felt her shiver and squeeze him tighter as he felt her have her first orgasm. But he didn't dare stop yet. She had to have at least three or four more before she could even begin to feel her sexual heat lower.
Her nails dug into his back and shoulder, not at all being gentle. She wanted him, needed him to take away the heat that was flowing out of her. He was the only one she could trust with her vulnerable state, and knew that he not only allowed her rough nature but that it excited him incredibly. "Stop!" She cried, breaking the kiss. When he halted immediately she whimpered. "No...I mean yes...the vanity? Please I want you to bend me over..."
He moaned at the thought of watching her great ass bounce as he would start fucking her. More than happy was he to oblige, stepping back out of the shower, and letting her feet come in contact with the fuzzy rug. He watched her look at herself in the mirror before she bent over and stuck her ass out. Looking at him through the mirror she begged him to continue without saying a word. Only taking a second to position himself he thrust in again, harder. Her scream was loud and beautiful and he couldn't help but smack her ass as he watched her face in the mirror making the sexiest face of approval he had ever seen. Her second orgasm soon came and he gritted his teeth as she tightened almost painfully around his cock.
An hour and a half later, they lay in her hammock the swung above her bed, each with a cup of coffee in their hands. He kissed the top her head that she had resting on his chest. "Not that I mind being your little sex slave Ally, but don't you think that were...I don't know practically dating, and I'm over at least once a day, sometimes all day...that maybe I could move in?" He felt her body tense and he knew he had pushed too far. He knew she wasn't trying to use him. She had trusted the wrong guy and it ended badly; the worse possible way actually. Now, years later she was a serious sex addict, to the point where if she didn't have it, her body would retaliate, shooting her total nervous system and internal body temperature to shit.
He held her closer and apologized. "Forget I said it baby. We can talk about later. Much later I promise." Slowly her body relaxed into his again. He lifted her cup out of her hands and sat it on the floating shelf above his head, then sat his own beside hers. Minutes later he felt her breath deepen and knew she was asleep. He rubbed his scruffy chin against her still damp hair and kissed her again.
"I love you."
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