Lust and Longing

“Damn him!” Dani wiped a curly strand of auburn hair out of her eyes and began pacing around my room again. “What right does he have? ‘I love you. I need you…. Oh, I’m sorry, I can’t talk to you anymore! What the fuck is that!” 1

I shook my head as she shuffled around me. Her expressions flashed between anger and anguish. 2

“Am I not good enough for him? He is damn lucky to have-”3

“Dani!” I got up from the bed and held her shaking figure in my arms. Her eyes were about to explode from the water pressure. “Relax. His insecurities aren’t your problem. He’s an ass that’s all. You’re a swan, sweety. ” 4

I stroked her cheek with the back of my hand, saddened by the waves of heat rising from her silky skin. Why couldn’t she just release when I was around? 5

For so long I had been the one she ranted to, listening to story after story of guys abusing her again and again. And all across her skin literally layed the scars to prove it. Josh was no different from the rest of them. Sexy jock. Charmed all the girls with his smile and athletic prowess, and when he was done with them, he moved up to the latest and greatest toy. This time, he simply decided he’d trade my sweet Danica for a more well endowed Barbie doll. So again, I stood, rocking her back and forth in my arms, waiting for her to finally let go, as the rage simmered in her soul. 6

“I just… I don’t… I thought he was the one, you know. I just, I thought…” her cloudy eyes, met briefly with my longing ones, hands dropping defeatedly to her side. She took a deep breath in, and collapsed with the sigh that we both knew was coming. “I don’t know what to do without him…”7

Her hazel eyes leaked crystals down her cheek. I held her head to my chest, and brushed her thick hair through my fingers.8

“It’s okay,” I whispered softly.9

“It’s not!”10

“It…” I tilted her head so that her eyes were glancing in mine, “It will be…”11

And for the next five minutes or so, all was silence. The suppressed lust bouncing in my throat, wrapped around the heart which was surely choking me. The girl didn’t even know I was gay, how could I even begin to tell her about my feelings for her? I was her support, but that didn’t necessarily mean she had to be mine.12

Dani glanced up at me again with the most angelic eyes, pouting her lips at my tearstained cheeks. “I didn’t mean to explode on you again…I just kinda lost it, that’s all.”13

“That’s what friends are for.” My eyes were lost in the distance as my fingers tangled around her hair. I kissed the top of her head, whispering “I love you” and partially hoping that she would never hear. And yet, my cheek felt her tender lips brushing against it. Her hands groped their way around my air. Pain lingered in her foggy eyes, yet relief and confusion was present as well.14

“Dani?” She didn’t listen to what was about to be a warning. I didn’t want to be her reject, rebound girl just because I was helping her, yet all of me wanted to be hers for the taking.15

My body trembled as her lips met mine, releasing all of the anxiety they’d held and replacing it with longing. Longing for her kiss, her tongue, the rest of her being. Her warm, almond toned hands quickly ripped off my shirt, followed by her own camisole. Her touch was so soft and gentle, so shaky yet sure. As though she didn’t know if she was doing it right, but wanted it more than anything else. Or perhaps, that was just how I felt. 16

Her sweet hands were all I could feel as they caressed the curves of my body, squeezing my sumptuous breasts and hips. Her tongue forced itself achingly inside of my mouth scoping for some sort of answer as it tangoed with mine. Her supple lips suckled gently at my breasts, licking and nibbling at my erect nipples as her tongue danced deeper and deeper into my awakening flesh. Everything about her, her expression, her movements, was suddenly full of haste and fervor. It was almost as though she wanted, she needed to forget. And I desired nothing more than to remember. 17

Remember her middle and index fingers forcefully slamming themselves in and out, in and out of my tender pussy as her thumb knocked against my clit and her mouth prodded at my breasts. Fingers lodged inside me, her tongue moved down to join her, swiftly lapping down my stomach, in and around my bellybutton, grazing my soft blonde pubic hair. My body shook as her teeth sensuously bit at my sinuous mound, her chin brushing slightly against my clit. Her face couldn’t make it down before my soul exploded into ecstasy, leaving my juices pouring down her angsting hands. The heat, the passion that rose from her was unrivaled. Her muscular tongue licked my dripping pussy so aggressively that there was never a loss of sweet cum as it dribbled from the mere touch of her body against mine. The harsh imprint of her hands on my ass, kneeding into it as her face pressed powerfully into my crotch caused me to moan in ecstasy. She was everything. It was perfect. Her body heaved up and down with mine with the friction only adding to our lust. That was at least, for those mere seconds after…those brief moments where I thought life was complete, that this was it. The time right before she looked up at me with a tear in her eye.18

“At least I was good enough for you,” she spat. She threw her clothes on and raced out the door without a second glance.19