Even Gods need a little Balance

Ari chuckled at her enthusiasm. If he'd known how much joy it would bring her, he would have done this as soon as she'd arrived. Still they were here now. He walked over to his baby, the Heritage Softail Classic. He wanted to forgo the helmets, to feel the wind in their hair, but safety was paramount so he handed her a helmet and helped her secure it properly. She looked cute.

He helped her up and showed her where to place her feet, his hand running along her bare leg for a moment. Dresses were not exactly conducive for riding but he did love the way it had ridden up her thighs, even though he was trying hard not to look. Ari put his own helmet on and took his seat. He felt her arms go around him automatically and smiled to himself.

The bike roared to life with that distinctive sound only Harley's have. Ana's squeal of delight could be heard above the roar. He knew she'd love this. He took off winding through the streets of the city. He took her to all the tourist spots but she was more interested in the ride. The speed, the rush. The power of the bike underneath her, that continuous vibration was creating all manner of sensations.

Ana's arms tightened around him, she loved that he would do this for her. This man, her friend, and the one she talked to about everything. Right now she was seeing him in a whole new light. Tonight he wasn't a buddy and mate; tonight he was a man on a Harley. It was such a heady thought as she pushed herself closer to him.

Ari could feel the heat of her through their clothes. He could even imagine feeling her breasts pushing against him. Now that was a thought that came from nowhere. He tried to shake the thought away as he pulled up to the spot he wanted to show her. It was a little spot he'd discovered right on the water of the harbour that afforded the most amazing view of the city.

Ana immediately removed her helmet, shook her hair out, and slid off the bike. It was an amazing sight. The lights dancing off the water, the bridge and other beautifully lit attractions beautifully lit. The warmth of the breeze, it was all simply perfect. She took a deep breath and laughed. Spreading her arms out she spun in circles laughing the whole time. She could almost hear John Travolta and Olivia Newton-John singing "But oh --oh those summer nights..."

Ari grinned at her exuberance, the childish abandon of it all. He realized that she looked stunningly beautiful, infinitely sexy. Oh he was in trouble now. Those thoughts were not permitted between friends. Removing his own helmet he kicked the stand out but stayed on the bike watching her.

Ana felt a little foolish but she was just so excited to be here. After so many emails and phone calls, she was finally here, finally able to spend face to face time with her friend. Real face to face time, not just Skype. And that ride, he'd promised so long ago. That he remembered touched her and it was everything she'd expected, better even.

She ran up to him and threw her arms around his neck kissing him soundly on the cheek. "Thank you for this," Ana said breathlessly.

Ari wrapped his arm around her pulling her closer. She felt so right, so warm against him. With a mind of their own his lips descended on hers. Softly, tenderly, the slightest pressure. He felt her press herself against him feeding his desire further. Experimentally he brushed his tongue along her lips amazed at the sweetness. He moaned as her lips parted for his exploring tongue, as he delved deeper wanting more of that taste that was her.

They parted panting, his hand still on her cheek. "Oh this changes things," Ana whispered uncertain.

"Yes it does," Ari said dragging her mouth back to him. This kiss more passionate than the last. He lifted her up into his lap needing her closer. His hands caressing her neck and shoulders, hating the clothes covering the parts he really wanted to touch. This didn't stop him though as he ran his finger tips across the swell of her cleavage causing her to shiver.

This was so unexpected, not unwanted, just unexpected. Ana could feel the heat surge through her whole body. It matched if not exceeded the warmth of the night. A detached part of her felt strange, this was her friend and this wasn't what friends did. Well, she guessed it was more than that now. She shuddered and moaned into his mouth as his thumb brushed over a hardened nipple. His hands roamed freely now and she had no desire to stop him.

Ari ran his hand up her thigh forcing her to part her legs giving him more access. And still his mouth never left hers, his tongue continued to dance with hers. Slowly his fingers traced the outline of her panties; he was pleased at the dampness he encountered there. Deftly he pulled the material aside and slid his fingers along her folds, groaning as he did so. Gradually he sank a couple of fingers into her molten heat, loving the way she gripped him.

Sweat started forming along Ana's brow as he expertly stroked her. She was writhing in his arms and he held her more firmly. Ari was fascinated by her breathing, the way she was clawing at him, her heat and the way her hip was rubbing against his hardness. Her hand slipped between them and she started stroking him through his jeans. He moaned loudly into her mouth.

This was too much. Ripping her mouth from his she pushed his hand away. She manoeuvred herself so she was straddling him. She fumbled with the buttons of his jeans but managed to undo him and release his hard cock. He groaned as she wrapped her hand around him, growling he grabbed her hips. She took the hint and carefully lowered herself into him slowly. They both moaned as she sank down.

Ari couldn't imagine a more perfect feeling than that tight, liquid heat. The incredible velvety softness that was her, his Ana. He held her hips still a moment to allow her to get use to him. She clung onto his shoulders amazed at the feeling of fullness. There was urgency now, a need. She lifted herself up and sank onto him again, gasping at the sensation. Again and again she did this as she felt his hands grasp her arse helping her, encouraging her.

Harder and harder he pushed her, the friction becoming so intense it was almost uncontrollable. He let go of her arse for a moment to pull her lips back to him. He needed the contact, the closeness of her mouth. He felt her breathing shift, knowing she was close he pressed up into her harder, deeper feeling her whimper.

Such sweetness was overwhelming as she felt that coil loosen as she shattered around him, taking him with her as she felt him release inside her. That throbbing, pulsing, moment seemed to last forever and neither of them wanted it to end. They sat there wrapped around each other for an age when they realized they had to move.

Ana untangled herself from him and slid off the bike, nervous now that they'd burst through that barrier of friendship into the unknown. She wasn't sure how she was meant to feel, what she was meant to do. She couldn't even bring herself to look at him for fear of what she might see.

"Let's get you back to your hotel," Ari said simply as he put his helmet back on. Ana stared, after what had just happened, her friend, this gorgeous creature on that beautiful machine had brushed her off. She felt her stomach plummet as her breath caught. Determined not to show him a reaction she straightened her clothes and got back on the bike.

Ari was still riding the high of the experience. He'd just shared the most incredible encounter with Ana, the woman that knew him better than he knew himself, his best friend. It was more intense than he ever thought possible. His thoughts were racing and he didn't notice that she wasn't holding him as tightly, or sitting as close. He weaved through the streets eventually pulling up at the entrance of the hotel. Shutting the bike down, he hopped off and waited for her.

Ana was trembling now, completely at a loss. She'd travelled all this way into a situation that was decidedly confusing. Was this it? A quick encounter followed by infinite awkwardness? Had they ruined a wonderful friendship? Clearly it meant more to her than it did to him. For her it was magic, thoroughly beautiful and fulfilling to experience that intimacy with him. His reaction however, showed that he didn't feel the same. She hesitated in the doorway not knowing what to do or what to say. She was shivering from more than simply the cooler air blowing out of the door.

"Go to your room and get your things, then check out. I'll get you a taxi," Ari said calmly. Ana was lost; she heard the words but didn't understand them. Drawing on courage from somewhere she managed to look into his eyes.

"I don't understand," she breathed.

"Well you can't exactly fit a suitcase on the bike," he said smiling at her. Ana was still looking at him as if he'd grown another head. After what felt like an age her dilemma finally dawned on him and he smiled as he stepped forward and grazed her cheek with his lips. "You are mine now," He said whispered into her ear. "I want you in my home, in my bed. You are not staying here. Mine," he purred.

Ana's heart soared. The doubt and awkwardness fell away revealing something new, something as yet unexamined. She felt his eyes on her as she made her way inside. The friendship was definitely over but what lay in its place was unclear. She wrapped her arms around herself as she rode the elevator to her room in a physical attempt to hold herself together.

She quickly gathered her things and tried to not over think everything. Ana wasn't the type to be this spontaneous or daring, but this felt different. She knew Ari, really knew him. Even though they'd only met that night they'd known each other for over a year, more than that it felt like they'd known each other forever. She'd never before felt this sense of rightness, the jigsaw puzzle pieces falling into place.

Ignoring the strange look she received from the concierge at the odd hour of her checkout, she grabbed her small suitcase and laptop-bag and headed towards the entrance. For the second time that night she had that irrational feeling that he wouldn't be there. But there he was, looking positively divine leaning against the bike. He took her breath away.

Ari saw her coming towards him with her things and he immediately went to help. He put the bags in the taxi and gave the driver his address. Unable to resist he kissed her briefly before making sure she was safely in the car. What he really wanted to do was push her against the taxi and devour her but he held back surprised by his own need. He straddled his bike and took off wanting to be home before she arrived.

Ana sat in the taxi grateful that the driver wasn't incline to chat. Her thoughts were a whirlwind unable to settle in one spot. She was actually going to his house, Ari's house, and she was going to stay the night. Oh my, the mere thought of what that implied almost made her dizzy. The heat of their encounter on the bike slammed into her full force causing fire to spread through her veins and wetness to pool between her legs. No other man had made her feel this way and that it was Ari made it incredibly special.

In no time the taxi arrived in front of a modern looking house. Ana went to pay the driver only to find that Ari had already paid the man. She shook her head as she grabbed her things and made her way to the front door. Before she had a chance to knock it opened shocking her off balance. A pair of strong arms wrapped around her drawing her inside. Ana looked up to see Ari gazing down at her with intensity before he captured her lips in a slow drugging kiss. Panting and barely coherent they parted and giggled at themselves.

Ari sat her own in front of the lap top in the living room and she looked at him perplexed. "Um what is this?" she asked.

"That is your airline's website I need you to change your flight for Sunday night." He said as he took her things into his room.

"First the hotel, now the airline. Demanding aren't you?" she chuckled.

"Yes I am if it means having you here as long as possible," he said with a smile.

Ana shivered as she typed away changing her flight on the website. She wasn't sure she wanted to read too much into his comment but it did make her heart beat just a little faster knowing that he wanted her here. Once she was done she turned to find him staring at her with that same heated intensity as before. Swallowing the lump in her throat she moved slowly towards him. Never having been the one to initiate anything remotely sexual, she was at a loss as to what to do when she was finally standing in front of him.

Ari's breath caught in his throat as she approached him. He couldn't help but be filled with desire as she gave him that look, the one that was halfway between utter lust and innocence. He stood and took her hand escorting her to his bedroom. Standing near the bed he slowly unzipped her dress and started to peel it away from her body.

"I've been meaning to tell you that this dress is absolutely stunning but right now I don't care for it at all, not one little bit," he said in a husky voice as he nibbled her jaw and neck. Ana sighed as he licked and kissed at her shoulder and moved to help him get the dress off quicker. Ari slapped her hands away. "This is my present and I'm the only one that gets to unwrap it," he admonished.

Ari kissed and licked at every exposed part of skin he could get to as he pushed the dress to the floor. When he had her standing there in her underwear he repeated the process until she was naked. By this stage Ana was literally quivering in anticipation, she didn't think her legs could support her weight anymore. Sensing her need but still wanting to draw things out, Ari lowered her onto the bed. There he slanted his lips over hers and kissed her hard, his tongue driving into her mouth tangling with hers until she was kissing him back just as fiercely. Ana didn't know such passion existed let alone how to experienced it.

Once he was sure she was thoroughly aroused he moved lower laving her already hard nipples with his tongue before sucking and biting on them. Ana cried out and arched off the bed at the intensity of the sensation. Lower still he went as he kissed a path to the top of her mound before placing a chaste kiss there. Gently he parted her legs and inhaled the heady scent that caused him to harden further than he ever thought possible. Soon, he promised himself, soon he would bury himself inside her but right now he wanted to taste her essence, imprint to his brain all that was her.

Ana raised herself to her elbows to better see what he was doing; he'd been staring at her so long she'd started to think there was something wrong. Instead he looked up at her with such hunger that she stopped breathing. As his tongue touched the most heated part of her she also stopped thinking.

Ari didn't simply lick and tease, he feasted, he couldn't get enough of her sweet taste. He ran his tongue along her folds suckling and nibbling at her engorged lips causing her to writhe above him. He allowed his lips and tongue to explore every part of her except the one part that she wanted him to touch.

Ana was panting and whimpering desperate for release. She had completely lost all sense of time and place. At this point she wasn't above begging.

"Please Ari. Please." She panted.

"Please what? Tell me what you need," he said smiling at her knowingly. Ana scowled at his arrogance but her need was too great.

"I need you. I need you to touch me, I need you inside me, I need ... everything," she practically growled.

Ari's tenuous control of himself completely dissolved at that point. He moved up hovering above her before entering her in one long hard stroke. Ana had been so close until then that it was all it took for her to explode. He held her as she screamed her release and marvelled at how beautiful she looked in its midst.

Ari waited patiently until Ana had regained herself before moving inside her. He didn't think he was ever going to get enough of this woman; she was so responsive and fit him so perfectly. He could feel her wet velvety softness gripping him tightly and it was all he could do to not thrust away with abandon. He wanted this to be slow, he wanted to feel every part of her, he wanted to wrap himself up with everything she had and never let go.

Ana moaned at the delicious feeling of being stretched as he entered her torturously slowly before withdrawing only to repeat the process over again. Her skin felt so hot and everywhere they were touching was creating even more friction. Her hardened nipples rubbing against his chest, her hands running down his back, his tongue on her neck, everything was causing more heat, more fire. She felt like she was going up in flames.

And still Ari kept up the slow pace; she clung to him tightly as if she wanted to meld their bodies together at more than one juncture. They pushed against each other slowly, passionately until he could feel the familiar churning starting. Harder and faster he moved until they both cried out clinging to each other breathless.

Ari nestled her into his side as he gently wiped her hair away from her forehead. Her breathing was becoming deep and even, indicating that sleep was not too far off. "You are so very beautiful my Ana," he breathed as he kissed her lips tenderly before joining her in slumber.

***

Ana sidestepped trying to get away from his tickling fingers and she turned the bacon over in the pan. They were making breakfast; well she was trying to make breakfast while he was trying his best to distract her. She found that Ari was very good at distraction. They had intended to be eating earlier but Ari suggested a shower and that took a lot longer than expected.

Ana bit back a moan as she recalled the way he ran his soap-slicked hands all over her body. That was barely half an hour ago and here she was wanting to jump on him again. Yes he was very distracting indeed.

She was just putting the dishes on the table when they heard the rattle of keys in the door and Chris walked in. Ana smiled and retrieved another plate.

"Want some breakfast Chris?" she asked. Chris looked at his watch and raised an eyebrow at her. "All right then, brunch?" she amended with a chuckle.

Initially Ana felt a little awkward around Chris wondering what he would think of her as it was very obvious where and how she had spent the night. Chris however was his affable self and immediately managed to ease her concerns as they ate and chatted.

Somewhere in the conversation Ana mentioned her job offer. She was taking to Chris so she missed the look on Ari's face. She didn't want to say too much about it because there was a lot to think about and she didn't want to put added pressure on Ari and this new relationship? Fling? Friends with benefits? She didn't know what this was so she wasn't about to move states for something so uncertain even though her heart ached for this to be something substantial.

Ana stood to clear away the dishes but the boys shooed her away saying that they would clean up. Seeing that they were not going to budge she headed to the bedroom to sort out her meagre wardrobe for the next couple of days.

"So what do you think about the job offer?" Chris asked Ari as he handed him a plate to dry.

"It seems like a good opportunity for her, the money is good, but it is her decision," Ari said with a half hearted shrug.

"You are so dense little brother. Do I have to dance with her again to get your attention?" Chris said trying not to shout. His brother could be so frustrating on occasion.

"What? You, last night, I," Ari stammered not quite understanding.

"Ari you have been in love with that woman for ever. I knew it then and I could see it last night when you saw her. I just tried to nudge you in the right direction. Judging by the fact that she spent the night here I think I was right," Chris patiently explained with barely concealed amusement.