The Night We Began Novels & Stories

barely, secretly, defiantly. The night was just beginning.

"I prefer to think of it as poetic justice." He stands. Walks to the window. Stares out at the city that's chewing him up and spitting him out. When he speaks again, his voice is hollow. "If I say yes... when do we start?" And there it is. The moment I've been waiting for. The moment he breaks. "Night One begins tomorrow." I stand too. Walk over to stand beside him at the window. Close enough to smell his cologne. Close enough to remember. "Seven PM. I'll text you the address. Come alone."

He gave a beat. “They’re here.” And just like that… The night truly began.

Midnight is long past. The night is just beginning.

“I don’t think I’m going to last a long time so If the first time is over quickly. I swear I’ll make it up to you.” He drops to his knees, making us eye level. “We have all night,” I told him. I guess all early morning technically. It is now after twelve in the morning. I have a flight out in a few hours. So, this night better be memorable. He pulls my underwear, and I was left naked. I made sure my legs are closed, feeling a little shy for the first time in my life. This was the first time someone was seeing me naked.

Out of sight, no where to be found. Actually they usually out before I'm asleep so why the hell do I care about a woman who spent the whole night with me and has disappeared before I gained consciousness. She was a good lay I wont lie, might just have been one of my best nights. God she was so sexy. The way she danced and grinded, so innocently sexy. Fuck her lips were soft like honey, warm and she tasted so fucking good. The way her pussy stretched to accommodate my size, the way she responded so well to me.

“No.” Her eyes tightened, and she began to turn from me but I stopped her. I cupped her face, my thumb running against her bottom lip. “You were a full-blown collision,” I said with as much conviction as I could convey. She was so much more than a mere impression. “And I’m still reeling from the aftershocks. Nothing in my life has been right since that night, Natasha.” She drew in a ragged breath, the wetness clearing from her eyes. She held up her glass. “Here’s to new beginnings.”

As soon as he pointed out my lateness, he went back to his phone. The car started and soon we were out of the motel. I hope I dare to face what I'm about to see.

“We need to get you to the hospital.” As much as I liked what we were doing…this wasn’t how I had imagined our first time and I won’t even consider this our first. This was just a release…a ‘helping a friend’ if you will…and that’s all I was going to consider it. Because Night and I deserved more and we deserved to have our privacy. So I picked up the pace, speeding up my movement as I brought him to the verge of his release. Night’s hands worked on my cock just the same, quickening his pace as he used his saliva as a lubricant before continuing his movements on my cock.

The night grew darker and finally we reached back to our mansion. Adriano desired to make love to me and I did not even say no. I don't know why I did not stop him but I just let him do it, because I knew from tomorrow onwards he won't have any single reason to be happy about. "Good night Adriano. I wish you well......" ....... in hell --was silent. I kissed him as he drifted off to sleep. I could feel the weight of the decision I am about to take. The truth was laid bare, and now, I had to summon the strength to face the problems that lay ahead.