Page 18 of Two Doors Down

Eric

From Bliss to Blah

Bang, bang, bangmy fist hits the wood door to Aria’s apartment.

I can no longer control myself; I have to see Aria, and it has to be right now.

After banging on Aria's door for what seemed like ten minutes, she finally opens it. Standing before her in a pair of basketball shorts and nothing else, I gently push Aria inside her apartment and shut the door.

I grab Aria's cheeks with both of my palms and begin to kiss her passionately. Aria's lips massage mine as she kisses me. I keep Aria's face held tight in the palms of my hands.

Our heads turn side to side as the kiss extends and becomes more zealous.

I can tell Aria showered before she was planning to go to bed. Her skin smells so fresh and clean it reminds me of a natural laundry detergent.

I release my lips from Aria's and look her into the eyes, "I want you Aria. I can no longer stop how I feel. I had to see you and I do not care what the consequences are."

Aria is speechless by what took place moments before my words. Her hands tremble as she touches my chest.

"I want you, Eric. I have been fighting this feeling for weeks. I had a dream the other night similar to what is happening right now. That dream made me climax! It was amazing."

"Tell me about the dream. What happens next after our kiss?" I demand.

"We end up over there on my dining table." Aria points at her table.

"I am not ready to lay you on the table just yet. I want to enjoy every inch of you in every room of this apartment." I begin to push Aria towards the kitchen.

"The kitchen?" She giggles.

"Yes, the kitchen. For all I care it can also include the elevator and the stairwell in the building. I want mark every inch of this building with our sweat and orgasms."

Pushing Aria a few more feet until we are in her kitchen, I gently ease her towards the countertop. I reach under Aria's butt and hoist her onto the counter.

I lean in to kiss Aria, and our breath goes from a pant to a gasp. The warmth of breath upon each other's necks makes us both more electrified.

Stepping back and clutching Aria's yoga pants on each side with my hands, I quickly pull them to her ankles. Aria’s eyes appear bluer than I ever have seen them before. It is almost as if there is a fire behind her irises.

Clenching Aria's panties around my fingers, I tear them from her body.

Looking at her eyes, she does not have to speak. Her eyes are telling me everything she is thinking. She is no longer holding back emotionally or physically.

Aria takes her toes and places them on the waistband of my shorts. Squeezing the band with her toes, Aria pulls my shorts to the ground. Looking down, I can see how hard I am. Aria's touch has made me fill with pure excitement.

Aria reaches down with her hand and grasps me. Gently, she strokes me and watches my eyes reflect the pleasure and sensation of her hand sliding up and down on me.

With little control from her touch, my head tilts back. I look up at the kitchen ceiling, "Ahhhh, Aria, you know how to touch me the right way. I have masturbated thinking about you doing this to me. If I get any harder, my skin may split."

Aria begins to stroke me more rigidly. Het tighter grip causes me to let out a loud moan. The way her hand rubs me is pure bliss. I take both of Aria's hands from my erection and pin them above her head to the cabinet.

I slowly glide myself inside of her. Aria is wet to the point it feels her fluid may run down both of my legs.

Pushing inside of her deeper, I feel Aria’s warmth inside.. I can nearly feel the end of her. Her insides pulsate vigorously. Gently sliding in and out of Aria, her eyes tell me she enjoys every second.

Wanting to make Aria explode, I prod back inside of her slowly, holding my position for a minute, allowing me to feel her pulsate. To tease her, I gently pull halfway out and pause. Aria lets out a squeal as her head eases back on the cabinet door. Sweat is beading up on my chest, and it is rolling down her forehead.

Keeping Aria's hands pinned to the cabinet, I want her to feel helpless and unable to have any control.

As I keep stroking her inside, Aria's inner walls begin to quake. I know what is coming soon, and I look forward to that moment. She is about to burst all over me.

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