Summer Winter Fall: Chapter Five

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"Winter, don't leave!" I call to him.  I can't let him go, not this time.  I dart through the door and catch him in the hall.  "Winter, please..."

He turns, his eyebrows ruffled in concern.  "Let. Me. Go."  His voice is quiet, hurt.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."  I wrap my arms around his waist.  "Forgive me."

He's quiet.  I want him to hug me back, protect me.  I hold him tighter, urging him to reciprocate. Please...

"No."

No?  A thud in my heart.  And the tears are coming.  What does he mean "No"?

We shouldn't be doing this in the hallway.  Maddie could see us.  But I'm weeping now, my body forcing out the fluid.  If I pull away, Winter will see my face.  I feel his arms lift and he tries to release himself.

"Yan, let me go."

"Hnnn..."  A whimper escapes my lips and I bury my face into his shoulder.  "I can't.  I need you."

What.  What did I just say?  No.  No no no.

"What?"

"I..."  I sniff, fighting the words, relaxing my arms.  "I...  Do you want me?"

He wiggles free from my embrace and places his hands on my damp cheeks, lifting my face to meet his.  "Yes."

His eyes stare into mine, which are probably red and puffy with the crying.

I know he wants to kiss me, but he won't do it.  Not until I kiss him.  And I want to kiss him so badly but I know if I do, it'll break me.  But I want him to break me...  My hand travels down his back and to the front of his jeans, and I feel him over the tight fabric, gently but enough to make him hard.  He closes his eyes, sighing at my touch.

"How much do you want me?"  I ask softly, pushing my hand against him with more vigour.  Winter's eyes are still closed, and light pink rises on his pale cheeks.

"Y...Yan..." His hands slide up under my shirt and he pushes me against the wall.  "I want you so badly..."

I stop touching him, and gently push him away, just enough for me to slide out from between him and the wall, and walk back towards my bedroom.  Without looking back at him, I say "Then come and get me."  I am so smooth.

Not surprisingly, he follows me.  He closes the door and pulls me back towards him, pressing his body against my back.  "Yan, how do you do this to me..."  He kisses my neck, pulling my t-shirt over my shoulder, sending goosebumps dancing across my skin.  His hand slips down my pants and the other up under my shirt again and towards my chest.  My body shudders at his touch.  I pull my hair from the bun and it falls over my shoulder; I don't know what else to do with my hands but pull at Winter's hips from behind me.

"Please... I want your... inside me..." I beg him.

"Not yet," he purrs into my ear.  "I missed touching your body."  He unbuttons my jeans and pushes me against the dresser before shifting his touch around the back.  He wastes no time in forcing his finger inside, but my body welcomes it gladly.  I grasp at the sides of the furniture, sending books and stationery to the floor, trying to control my voice.  My heart is beating so fast... He pushes another finger in and a sudden jolt of pleasure racks my whole body as he hits my sweet spot, forcing me to cry out.  His mouth is at my shoulder, biting and sucking at my skin and his fingers move deeper.

"Winter, please... please..."

"Shhh, baby, there's no hurry," he whispers, licking at my ear.  "I want to take my time."

My legs shake, as he hits the spot again, and I can feel that all too familiar heat rising in my stomach.

 "But I'm... I'm going to..."

And then extreme warmth, the world disappears for those few seconds; all I can feel is Winter's fingers as my body contracts and tightens, and the dresser top under my hands, and the incredible release.

I fall back against him, exhausted.

"Always so quick," he giggles softly.  "I love when you come from just my fingers."

"Shut... up..." I gasp.  My knees are so weak, but I want more.  I turn, pulling his face towards mine and kiss him passionately.  I hunger for his tongue on mine.  He reciprocates immediately, devouring me quickly.  As our mouths play, I push him towards the unmade bed.  He pulls at my t-shirt, and our lips part briefly to hastily undress each other, and we are naked on the sheets.

His body his warm on my lips as I kiss down his chest and towards his lower parts.

"I missed you so much..." he says quietly, sighing as my tongue ventures over his hardness.  His fingers entwine with my hair, gently pulling and stroking, letting me know he's enjoying my mouth.  I hear a small moan from him as I push him to the back of my throat and suck harder.  I can taste him and I don't hate it; I missed his taste.

I can feel him getting close, and I stop, crawling up his body.  "Winter, I want you inside me."

He doesn't hesitate; he grabs my hips and pushes me down on him, his length immediately hitting the spot again and I can't move. My legs are like jelly.

Winter sits up and I wrap my legs around him.  "It's okay, baby..." he says, stroking me a little.  "Is it... too much for you?"

I shake my head and stare at his pretty face.  He grabs my hips and rocks them against his.  I grip his shoulders, digging my nails in, as he kisses my neck.  With every thrust, I can feel both of us getting closer, and all kinds of emotions are rising in my stomach.  I lose control of my body as Winter moves inside of me.

"Winter, I love you, I love you," I say breathlessly, pressing my lips against his as that heat shoots agonisingly through my core, and suddenly the only sense I have is pleasure... I hear nothing, I see nothing... There is only this moment.  Nothing else exists.

I love you, I love you...