Page 14 of Fervency Love

I approach. She smiles. Her cheeks, slightly blushed, grow redder now. God, she’s shy. It turns me on too.

“You don’t know what you’ve done, babe. You can’t play like that.”

“What? I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She’s playing the poor innocent girl. Then, she lets her dog free and leans against a railing.

I come closer. Closer than I should. With my knee, I spread her legs and snuggle between them. I thrust out with my pelvis so she can feel how aroused I am. I’m still hard. I grab the railing on both sides of her. We’re inches away. Iwhisper in her ear:

“Why don’t you feel what I’m talking about?”

I can hear her swallowing. Her head raises as she looks me in the eyes. Only millimeters between our lips now. My heart skips a beat. Her stare is sexy and so confident. A shiver runs down my spine. She glances down, doesn’t shy away, instead doing something that takes me completely by surprise. She places a hand on my crotch, squeezes softly and lifts her eyes, staring at me with fire in them. I swear my cock grows even harder in that instant, nearly bursting through my pants.

“It’s so big. I’m glad it got so hard for me.” Her voice is hoarse. She’s as much turned on as I am. It reverberates through my body and that’s when I know it. I’m hers. I’m in all the way. This girl is the greatest surprise of my life. And she doesn’t stop surprising me. She lights my fire, and I’m not sure I can take it!

Someone is leaving the building. Abigail turns her head, looks for her dog, and walks away a couple steps to make sure it hasn’t run off. Meanwhile, I take her spot and stand with my legs spread a bit wider, so my penis has some more space. Abbywalks back slowly, keeping her distance. She asks, “What are you doing here, by the way?”

“I don’t know, to be honest.”

It’s because I don’t. My legs brought me here on their own. She slips closer and stands between my legs. My dick seems to like it, because it rises again, pulled towards her like a magnet.

“Maybe you’re here for this?” She leans in and kisses me on the cheek, leaving a soft, warm mark. She’s so sensual. I close my eyes and everything around me disappears for a moment. Only she’s left—my beautiful—and that blissful moment she presented me with.

“Maybe, though I counted on more,” I reply hoarsely. I don’t recognize my own voice.

“Like that?” Her lips brush against my other cheek. She’s building tension. I can’t stop myself, but I respect her too much to kiss her by surprise. Maybe I should ask? Nah, that’s stupid. Or whatever, let’s do it.

“Will you let me kiss you?”

I don’t think she’ll let me, but I had to ask. She doesn’t respond. Instead, she leans in closer and her full, soft lips press against mine in a brief kiss punctuated by a flick of the tongue. Abby withdraws, happy with herself. I can’t stop myself this time. I want to kiss her too much. I take the opportunity, risking a slap in the face. I pull her in, wrap an arm around her hips, look straight into her green eyes and dive in, sinking into her full, hot lips. We kiss passionately. Our tongues twist around each other in a fiery dance, as if they’ve done that a thousand times. Everything around us vanishes without a trace. There’s only the two of us. My beauty, and I, the beast. Her kisses are perfection.I wonder who taught her how to do it?My head fills with destructive thoughts, as usual, but I chase them away. This isn’t the time to think about things like that. Now she’s mine. I hug her tighter, and she throws her arms around my neck. Nowwe’re so close I can nearly feel the beat of her heart. I run my fingers through her hair, and she runs hers across my bald head.

Someone leaves the building again, breaking us up. The moment was too brief. Abbs takes a step back. Vicky returns.

“Hmm… I won’t comment on what I saw. Want me to leave you two alone again?” she asks gaily.

Abby replies first: “No, let’s go to my place, Vicky. Ve was just leaving.”

She leans into my ear and whispers, “You’re a really good kisser. Good night!”

I can’t say a thing. I can’t move a muscle. What is she doing to me? She’s unbelievable. That kiss… I felt as if something took us to another place altogether, somewhere to the stars, where there’s a world inhabited only by me and her. What’s happening to me? I keep repeating that one question.

Chapter 7

Connor

I spin in my bed, trying in vain to fall asleep for a few short moments. My head is going to explode. I’m not sure I like it. I’m losing control over myself, and she’s gaining it. What if I drop my guard and someone takes her away from me? Worse, what if she’s playing me like a fiddle, and the guys have been right from the beginning? She’s good at this stuff. Shy and nervous on the one hand, but then she switches modes all of a sudden and looks like she knows what she’s doing as if she’s been doing it for a while. Plus, I think she’s got it easy in life. She seems to be afraid of her dad, but other than that, she gets whatever she wants. I still think she’s out of my league. Or maybe she’s acting on instinct, feeling the same as I do? Maybe she can also sense this strange attraction as if we knew each other for years? As soon as she shows up, my heart and my body fill with this intense heat. I’ve never felt that before. Maybe she feels the same. Goddamnit! I can’t do this anymore!

I get up, dress, and walk out into the night. I light up a cigarette and walk around the block. I put on my earphones and listen.

I sit on a low brick wall and stargaze. Somehow that always calms me down. I think I feel a connection to the stars. I haven’t discovered why that is, but it seems to work each time. My breathing slowly gets back to normal. It might be time to go back to bed. It’s fucking freezing out here. I sneak back home, trying not to wake anyone up, and manage to stay silent. As soon as I’m in bed, I fall asleep.

Chapter 8

Abby

It’s that day of the year both me and Vicky curse after some less-than-successful adventures in love. Valentine’s Day! Victoria is a friend of mine and a neighbor. We used to go to the same primary school and then spend the evenings and weekends riding bicycles, roller-skating, practicing splits, playing elastics, and fooling around. Victoria has thick, jet-black hair and light brown eyes. She’s my height and has a similar figure—large chest, slim waist, and a shapely, round butt. I used to think these things were defects for the longest time. I always wanted to be thin and graceful like my friend Ivy.

All around town there are shop windows adorned with hearts and flowers. Couples in love on every corner, hugging, kissing, and holding hands. Infinity—the housing estate where I live—is my favorite place. It might not be downtown, but it does have its merits.

“Screw this, Vicky. It’s a dumb day anyway! Let’s spend this time as far away from boys as we can!”

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