The Reenactment Ch. 04

Luckily for me my three next door neighbors rushed in response to Sarah's screaming and separated the three of us. Drew was bleeding profusely from his nose, Nick was hurling obscenities at both Sarah and me, while Sarah was sobbing trying to explain what happened. Once I calmed down enough to explain what was happening Matt appeared, shocked no doubt, to find his a war zone in his apartment. He helped my neighbors eject Drew, who was too busy holding his hand over his nose to put up a fight and Nick out of our apartment building.

When they returned I continued my explanation thanking the guys for their help. I calmed down Sarah holding her in my arms until she stopped crying. Once she did she immediately turned to take care of me. My arm was scratched up from wrestling with Drew and there was visible swelling on my left temple from the blow I received.

"Oh my god Marcus, I'm so sorry. I can't believe Nick did that," she began gushing over me examining my wounds, "Thank you so much for standing up for me. I don't know what would have happened without you."

"I guess I have a thing for protecting you," I tried to joke, but really expressing the fulfillment I felt in playing her guardian and how much I enjoyed her swooning over me.

"My knight in shining armor," cooed Sarah remembering our past adventures, "let me get you some ice for your head."

She returned from my kitchen with a bag of ice and a wet towel to clean my scratches. It was a maternal side I had never experienced from Sarah, but a side that suited her perfectly. She dropped the sexy prissiness that usually characterized her. In fact she displayed the same qualities that made me love Jaime so much.

"I am truly sorry about everything. I mean you know all the seducing and come ons. Ever since Nick got back I've been so confused. I knew I didn't want him any more, and it felt so right with you."

"Sarah, I'd rather..".

"I know you don't want to talk about it. Forget it, I just wanted to say I'm sorry."

"I understand," but I was really confused at that moment, the blow to the head, the rush of the fight, the pride I felt in my role, combined with the delicate way in which she cleaned my scratches and attentively held the ice pack to the side of my head. And as always the intoxicating scent that seemed to seep naturally from her beautiful body enraptured me. I know I love Jaime, but there is nothing like having this angel direct all her attention directly on you, to see the look in her shimmering green eyes when she drops all her pretensions, when you feel that her heart is being offered up to you. I'd been offered her body, but tonight she really seemed to open herself up to me.

Awaking from my sudden revelations I quickly remembered the situation and abruptly shifted away from her. Both of us had been lost in that moment and she also shyly drew away from me getting up to throw away the towel.

"I'm going to jump in the shower before I go to bed. Do you have enough pillows and blankets out here?"

"I'll be fine, thank you again Marcus."

"Good night Sarah."

I took a cold shower, but simply couldn't get her eyes out of my head. It had always felt that Sarah was competing with me, trying to dominate me. , but not tonight. Maybe it was simply the vulnerable situation she was in, but I found her more irresistible than ever. It had only been three weeks since I'd seen Jaime, which was the longest we'd been apart, but not exactly an unbearable eternity. Leaving the bathroom I couldn't decide whether it was simply me being pathetically horny or if my previous feelings for Sarah had not been extinguished by my suddenly doubted love for Jaime.

Either way I had to see Sarah. I crept out my bedroom door into the dim light of our living room. Sarah was curled up under a blanket on my couch. I shook my head at my action and slowly turned to reenter my room.

"Marcus, come here and let me see your bump," Sarah called out from the dark in a hushed voice.

As I walked over I realized that I hadn't put a shirt on and was just wearing a pair of gym shorts. Sarah sat up and turned on a lamp basking the couch in a golden light. Maintaining a cautious distance I leaned over so she could have a look, but she ignored my gesture, grasping my head, drawing it closer with her hands to have a better look.

"It's going to be swollen tomorrow, but it shouldn't be too bad. Better than what Drew's going to look like that's for sure. I didn't know you were such a fighter."

"I guess this bump proves that I'm not."

"He sucker punched you," offered Sarah as she clasped my head and brought her lips to my bruise. With her soft lips blessing it my head couldn't have felt better. When she brought her lips away our eyes connected for an electric second. Caught in the moment I leaned over and kissed her tenderly. I moved to kiss her again, but she backed her head away.

"I'm sorry... good night," I hurriedly said backing away from Sarah in total confusion.

"Good night," I heard her shakily call at me as I entered my room and sank into my bed, immediately laying down the framed picture of Jaime staring knowingly at me next to my bed.

Clutching my head I laid there in disbelief for what seemed like the longest minutes of my life. Each time I thought of Jaime, Sarah's face emerged and the remembrance of her lush lips tingled throughout my body. Lost in my own thoughts I didn't hear my door open until Sarah was already gingerly walking to my bed.

"Marcus, are you awake?"

"Yes," I replied after a short pause.

"Why did you say you were sorry?"

"Because I shouldn't have kissed you."

"You don't want to?"

"That's the problem."

"Can I kiss you?"

"You shouldn't." I replied as she leaned onto the bed.

"Only if you want me to. Do you want me to?" Sarah stood by the side of the bed and easily removed the oversized sweatshirt over her head and slid down the pair of gym shorts I had given her revealing her glorious body in the darkness of my room.

"Only if you want me to," she repeated leaning over my bed inching closer to me every inch of her heavenly body mesmerizing me.

I went to pull her down to me, but she placed a hand against my chest holding me back. "You have to say it."

"I want you to Sarah," I said with no hesitation. Her arm dropped its resistance and she fell into my bed and into my arms.

"Marcus," she whispered, almost pleadingly, in my arms. Our lips came together as I gripped her warm body close to me, her soft breast feeling so natural against my hard chest. There was tenderness in her kiss that I'd never felt with her before. She seemed to be savoring the taste of my lips with each kiss, exploring them with her own, flicking her tongue out to tickle, her mouth offering short quick kisses as our lips met from each angle.

Between kisses, our lips parted, she paused rubbing her nose gently against mine bringing her lips close to mine without touching then delicately making contact with her tongue, eyes wide open as she stared intensely into mine. The light feel of her warm breath blessing my lips created an intimacy beyond the hands clutching my body.

She trailed kisses from my mouth to my neck, her tongue drawing small circles on my skin as her juicy lips soothed my neck. I was lost to her touch as she hit my favorite spot, right below the chin. I ran my hands over her smooth back, two beauty spots the only proof that I wasn't caressing silk. Her body was weightless on top of mine, but her heart beat like a jackhammer against my chest.

She continued to worship my flesh with her lips, moving from my neck to my chest her hands stroking my sides, "Anything you want. Anything you want, I'll give you," she repeated in between her sucking kisses as her head crept down my stomach her hand already slipped under my waistband, bringing my thick cock to full attention. "Because all I want is you," she offered as she tugged my waistband below my cock. With her hand firmly grasping me she shifted her body suddenly up kissing me deeply as she began gently stroking my cock. "What do you want?" she whispered inches from my lips staring me straight in the eyes.

"Just a taste, " I responded both with lips and eyes, "I want to taste your lips," I kissed her upper lip, "Your tongue," I dipped mine into her mouth where it was caressed by hers, "Your neck," she shifted up so I could breath in her neck, "Your breast," I lifted her up by her hips so I could taste the soft flesh of her tits, "Your nipples," I cupped her breasts with my hands as I gently bit each of her hardened nipples, "Your stomach," I had her straddling my chest now, "Your thighs," I lifted her up above me so I could attend her inner thighs, "Everything," and with that I sucked in her outer lips causing her to gasp as she braced herself against the wall, her thighs straddling my face.

She was so wet she was almost dripping from her swollen lips. She was panting before I even grazed her clit, my tongue delving deep into her pussy. "That feels so good," she moaned as I worked her up into a frenzy. She squirmed against my lips as I sucked in the skin of labia and rolled it with my tongue. When I began penetrating her with my tongue she started pressing down trying to get my tongue as deep as possible, as she sung my praises with gasps and moans. I could hear her body lurching towards release. She was only using one hand to brace herself while the other tended to her nipples, but as my tongue worked its spell she had to use both hands to stabilize herself as she fell under complete control of her body's desire. The sweet scent of her arousal flooded my nose only centimeters from her sex. I used my fingers to spread her apart as I uncovered her clit and flicked it with my tongue. This sent her into overdrive, as I continued her hips began rolling and before long her body went rigid with an overpowering orgasm.

Once the orgasm passed she shifted down so she could thank me with a wet kiss. "You make me so hot, I adore everything about you," she whispered into my eyes.

"And I can't get enough of you," I replied brushing her hair away from her face as I returned her gaze.

She smiled appreciatively to this remark giving me a quick kiss. "Now let me take care of you." With that she lowered her self down my body until she reached my slackened penis which she brushed with her delicate hands before taking the head into her mouth. It quickly hardened in the warm moisture of her mouth. She used her hand to stroke it completely erect. She always handled my cock like she was polishing a priceless idol, slowly, taking time to feel each vein. There's nothing sexier than a girl who absolutely enjoys pleasing you. She gradually fed my thick cock into her mouth invoking stars behind my closed eyelids. Completely relaxed I buried my fingers in her thick mane. Her tongue swirled then licked flicking the underside of my cock allowing the crisp air of the night to contrast with the warmth of her mouth. Her pace increased as I gently began shifting my hips up.

Suddenly she removed her mouth holding the base of my cock with her hand as she straddled me. Eyes gazing intently into my own the entire time she guided my cock into her awaiting sex. She flung her head back as the sensation from her wet lips embracing my solid member shook us both. She guided it with her body all the way in pausing so I could enjoy that first incredible stroke before rolling her hips up sliding my cock partially out of her. Just looking at Sarah, using her tight stomach muscles to minimize movement while maximizing the effect left me in awe. I held her at her waist, but she grabbed my hands and led them up to her body feeling all her curves as she bent down towards me pining my hands behind my head, "Let me take care of you," she whispered to me raising back up she continued to slide her pussy up and down my cock. She ran a hand through her lush brown hair as she closed her eyes and increased the pace of her rocking. I couldn't get enough of the angelic image she created, her breast heaving as she leaned back and really began bouncing on my lap.

She was driving me insane, but I had to feel her cum before me, so I steadied my breathing as hers became more ragged, almost a pant as our bodies worked in unison. I could tell by the wild way in which her hands clutched at her body and the air that she was ascending her peak.

I really wanted to give it to her, take full control of her body. She was riding me hard, but I knew she wanted it harder, so I deftly grabbed her hips and rolled her over under me. She wasn't ready for it, but I transitioned seamlessly into the lead as she wrapped her long smooth legs around my waist, locking on as I thrust powerfully into her slick pussy. She almost tore the skin off my back as I shook her body with bold strokes causing her to gasp for air. Her hips matched my thrusts, almost furiously grinding into me, driving me into her as deep as physically possible. Her legs squeezed tighter as her moans grew louder.

Seeking full control I grasped her wrists and pinned her arms back over her head, only her legs locking us together. She responded passionately arching her back as the headboard began banging against the wall. Neither of us worrying about the noise we continued banging away. She was almost singing to me her moans were so deep as I finally felt her body spasm and she shrieked out my name, "Oh Marcus," hitting the crescendo. Seeing her off I increased my pace frantically pumping into her until I hit my peak as well. Slick with sweat and out of breath I laid in her arms, my cock snug in her sex until we both recovered our breaths.

I rolled to the side and she nuzzled up against my body placing her hand upon my chest as we laid there still blazing from the heat. I felt the need to say something, but exactly when I turned to speak, she brought her hand to my lips, "No need to say anything, lets just enjoy the moment," removing her hand she gave me a tender kiss before placing her head on my chest as I wrapped my fingers in her lush brown hair. We fell asleep in each other's arms, exhausted from the emotions of the night and the heat of our union.

In the morning I awoke to her trying to sneak out of my bed. "Where are you going?" I playfully asked as she slipped on my shorts and sweatshirt.

"I'm getting ready to leave, isn't that what you want?" she responded seriously walking towards the door giving me a pouty look.

"That's the last thing I want you to do," and I quickly slid out of bed throwing my arms around her as I hugged her from behind. She yielded to my embrace as I kissed her on the side of her neck. With one movement I lifted the sweatshirt up and over her head. I cupped her soft breasts as she reached behind and slid her hand into my shorts, stroking the length of my awakening cock.

"Its got your name written all over it," I whispered as I kissed her neck

"Then I guess its mine," responded Sarah while grasping my cock.

"How do you want it?"

"Anyway you want to give it."

"Soft?"

"No hard,"

"How hard," I pinched her nipples causing her to groan.

"As hard as you can give it."

"Then spread for me," I demanded as I roughly tugged the shorts off her body. I lifted her up with one arm around her waist and bent over the chair of my desk. She gave me full control over her body as she braced herself against the desk.

"I want it so bad," moaned Sarah tossing her head up to look back at me with lust dripping from her gaze.

I placed my hand in between her thighs, her pussy lips moist and swollen. Desperate she brought her hand down on top of mine grinding my palm against her slick opening, sighing deeply as she pressed against me, "Don't make me wait."

I removed my hand and stepped back to slip off my shorts, my thick cock springing up to rub against the satiny skin of her behind. Sarah stood up and turned slightly so she could admire my erection with her eyes and her fingers. I allowed her a moment before forcing her back down, she offered no resistance.

I placed a hand on her flat stomach as I guided my swollen head in between her thighs and into her eagerly awaiting sex. She shuddered as I authoritatively thrusted in.

"You wanted it hard, right," I stated as I roughly held the back of her neck.

"Stop talking and give it to me," Sarah responded almost angrily, reminding me of the wild sex we had before.

I accepted the challenge, digging my fingers into her hair as I brutishly pounded my body into her backside causing the desk to bang into the wall with each stroke. I prevented her head from banging into the wall by grasping her hair, a move which only fueled her pleasure which she sang with each moan, summoned with each deep thrust into her inviting pussy. But her legs remained strong, standing firm as I took her from behind. She even banged back into me, although her hip's movements slowed with the increasing raggedness of her breathing and loudness of her moans.

I could feel sweat dripping down my back and see the growing wetness of her skin as the frantic pace of our union continued. Soon I felt her legs grow weak as I could tell by her moans that her body was poised to erupt. I held her tightly around the waist and slowed the pace slightly, but she protested, "Don't...slow down... I'm almost," then I felt her body spasm. With a moan emitted from the depths of her body she froze as I continued thrusting into her body. Her legs gave out, only the strength of my arms keeping her up.

To no one's surprise, especially my roommates, Sarah delayed her flight another day, allowing us to explore the limits of both our bodies and our desires, without mentioning anything about the future.