Chemistry

This is the first and longest story that I have posted on Literotica. Thinking back, I wouldn't change a thing, as you will discover. I hope all of you enjoy reading this story as much as I enjoyed putting it together. Happy reading and please leave some feedback. I appreciate it!

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The definition of chemistry is defined as the interaction of one personality to another. In order for chemistry to happen, you actually have to talk and connect with someone. And that's where I had a problem. I was very shy, and my friends tried really hard to get me out of it, but nothing had worked. And every time they introduced me to a guy, I'd go running off the other way. It was quite embarrassing to be 23, beautiful AND shy.

I tried working on my confidence and found that it worked...in the mirror. I knew how to respond to most pick up lines, and made myself appear to be bold. But if I wanted that true, real-life experience, then I'd have to get out of the shell and explore. And then one day, I went to the club and had the best experience of my life...

I sat by the bar at Rain, a popular mingling joint downtown. Finishing a small glass of champagne, I sat back and relaxed with the crowd. Watching the atmosphere ignite, I decided that after a hard week, I deserved this. I wore a little black dress, medium height heels and my lucky silver earrings. My hair was down and I wore no makeup besides lip-gloss. The lights were dim, romantic serenades strumming through the air, and all was perfect. That is, until I suddenly heard someone behind me.

"Excuse me miss, is this seat taken?" A masculine voice asked. I turned and there stood a tall, handsome man. He had short dark brown hair, blue eyes, and this amazing smile that had pretty much pulled me in. His body was obviously big, wearing a dark blue shirt and khaki pants; if anything, he was the perfect package already. I couldn't hide the big grin on my face.

"No, this seat is not taken." I said. He sat down next to me and I turned to check my messages nervously, though I'd checked for them five minutes ago. From the corner of my eye, I noticed him looking at me. I turned my head and we locked glances. I felt this fluttering in my stomach, a sign that some kind of rush had taken over me. It was unbelievable that he was doing this to me and all I did was look!

"Would it be wrong if I offered to buy you a drink? " he asked. Still caught in his eyes, my brain finally responded.

"You don't have to do that." I replied.

"I would like to." He insisted, enticing me with his eyes again. A short pause followed on my end followed by a sweet grin.

"Okay, sure." I caved. He smiled and gestured for the bartender. We were fixed two glasses of wine. "Thank you."

"Anytime. So, do you come here a lot?"

"Well, only when I have time to unwind. This week has been hard on me. You?"

"Not really, just once in a while. And tonight, I had a feeling that something special would happen." He said, flashing his perfect smile. Smiling back, I realized that this was chemistry in the works, and I was certainly enjoying myself. So I kept it up.

"So, what's your name?"

"My name is Luke. Are you are?"

"Ashlynn. Nice to meet you." I said, holding my hand out to shake his. He took my hand.

"Nice to meet you too, Ashlynn. Very nice." He replied, kissing my hand. I let out a little giggle, electricity flashing through me. This man was truly charming! He then held my hand in his. "I hope I'm not coming off too strong..."

"No, definitely not." I said, putting my hand over his and absorbing the heat coming off of him. I never imagined that I'd be feeling this way, and nothing in the back of my mind was telling me to shy away, so something was going right. This was good, good indeed. He then grabbed his glass.

"How about a toast?" he said. I grabbed my glass.

"And what shall we toast to?"

"Let's toast to...being able to unwind and having special things happen." He said, his voice so deep and sultry. He could easily sweep me off of my feet...oh wait, he'd already done that! With a nod, our glasses clinked and we sipped. He took my hands again, softly kneading my fingers with his. "So, what made your week miserable? A pretty woman like yourself shouldn't be stressed out."

"Yeah, I don't handle stress very well. But I work as a nurse and I'd been working for what seemed to be constant shifts. I felt like I couldn't get away, but I finally got time off and here I am."

"I'm glad you got some time to yourself. I totally understand your shift situation; I do the same at my job. It's stressful, yes, but when you love what you do, it feels different."

"What do you do?"

"I am a fireman at the No. 49 Firehouse." He said, and right away I was more than intrigued. Out of all men, I love those in uniform; cops and firemen are near the top of my list. Looking him up and down, I should've made some kind of assumption that he got that sexy, bulky body doing some kind of heavy work. That's not something you just get at the gym...I suddenly caught myself picturing him lifting me into his arms and lying me onto a bed somewhere...

"Fireman? Well, you are certainly awesome in my book. There's nothing more admirable than a guy who is willing to serve the community and risk his own life. You have my vote." I said, looking into his eyes again. Those baby blues twinkled in the light and I fluttered once more. In fact, I don't think that my body ever stopped since I first saw him. He stood.

"Would you dance with me?"

"Of course." I said, my breath hitching when he took my hand. He might've been leading me out to the floor, but I felt like I was floating along amongst the sea of mingling individuals. And the people around me seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of us. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close, my hands sliding up his strong arms and broad shoulders until they met near the back of his neck. Once our eyes met again, I noticed that he towered my 5'8" by at least a head or two. He overqualified in my department of approval, and I hoped that more would come of this. There was much of him to be desired; I had even gone so much as to begin thinking long-term! We swayed to the slow tempo, my body now on fire. Pure muscle was surrounding me and it felt amazing. I also noticed that slowly, our faces got closer and closer until we were an inch from each other. My eyes were half-lidded in lust and his cologne was entrancing...

"Ashlynn..." he choked out. The tone and gruff in his voice sent shivers down my spine, all of which seemed to go straight between my thighs... "Would it be wrong if I told you that I've been wanting to kiss you since I sat down next to you at the bar?"

By this moment, my head was swimming, my body turned to putty in his hands.

"No." I sighed. "I've wanted the same as well." I then said, leaning forward. And with that, his lips took over mine. His arms held me tighter, our chests pressed together as he possessed me. My knees began to weaken and my heart pounded, imagining being held like this every moment for the rest of my life. I wanted that mouth all over my body, burning my skin with every touch and making me moan in exquisite pleasure for more. Drawing a satisfied moan from my lips, he pulled back. I took in more of this wonderful man, lifting my hand to gently caress his strong jaw. Upon hearing his rough, deep breaths, I couldn't help myself, taking another sweet kiss from him. He took me deeper, his hands at the small of my back pressing me up against his body to feel something hard. Though I'd gasped, somehow, I had forgotten that I still needed to breathe in order to live and pulled back this time.

"Something special, huh?" he breathily replied. I nodded.

"Yeah." I whispered, pulling more air into my lungs. He gave me a short kiss.

"Want to get out of here?"

A question that barely needed any thinking upon, one can be sure.

"Yes, let's." I said and we left the club. Getting outside, he held my hand as we walked down the street. I took the time to notice the beautiful night scene; hell, everything was beautiful when you couldn't think about anything but love! We had walked about two blocks and had reached his walkway...

We got into his place, kissing and groping each other. I seemed to feel my heartbeat all over my body, the ache between my legs intensified by this new contact. He picked me up in his arms and held me in a kiss, making me feel like a feather in his embrace. He carried me off to his bedroom and shut the door, pressing me against it. I could feel him very hard against my stomach, and I was definitely going wild down below. He walked us over to the bed and lay down on top of me, stealing a sweet kiss from my lips. I playfully let out a teased sigh when he pulled away, only to be rewarded with searing kisses on my neck. My hands found his head, running fingers through his soft hair as he slowly drove my body into madness. His fingers slid down my sides, grazing my curves until they were underneath my dress, teasing my inner thighs with his thumbs. Softly, I cried out for more, but his hands roved upward, taking the dress up and over my head, leaving me in my black lacy bra and panty set. Once he tossed that aside, I began unbuttoning his shirt, massaging his strong chest and biceps as I pushed it off. He took off his undershirt and my hands continued to travel over his big sexy body. His hard, cut and strong torso was perfect for protection and the focus of my desires.

He unclasped my bra, cupping the mounds in his hands. He leaned down to lick and suckle my neck, pinching and rubbing my nipples. I thought my cry was soft, that is, until he took his mouth straight to my nipples. I let out a throaty moan, closing my eyes and pushing my chest up for more, unbelieving to the shocks I received. His tongue felt divine on my skin, as if it had been here before. He moved lower, trailing kisses to follow as he reached my panties. It only took seconds before they were pulled down my legs. And then I didn't feel anything. I opened my eyes to find him watching me.

"Ashlynn, you are a beautiful woman." He said. I blushed as his eyes searched mine. I couldn't fight the burning in my cheeks, the true shyness coming out. He smiled as he leaned forward and kissed me. I held his head to mine, pouring out even more how he made me feel into our kiss. I slid my hand down his back and back up to his shoulders, feeling the brief sweat and heat. He teased, pulling away and heading down to my thighs. He pushed them apart, making me jump and gasp when I felt a cool wisp of air near my hot center. Continuing his slight torture, he kissed on either side of my pussy, making me lightly giggle. I felt a cool sensation when my legs opened even more and then I felt his tongue on my clit. When his ministrations increased in speed, I couldn't control myself. I had been drawn up like a spring, ready to uncoil. And when his finger delved deep inside of me, I lost it.

"Fuck! Oh fuck!" I screamed, thrashing my head back on the pillow. I'd never been so sexually vulgar before, but then again, I'd never had someone so talented and sexy between my legs either. Nonetheless he never stopped, pushing another finger into my wet pussy. My mouth became dry, unable to stop moaning and screaming. And he kept giving me tongue and fingers until my toes curled in seemingly endless release.

"Ooh...oh yeah...mmm...yes..." I moaned out once more, riding another wave of bliss and running my hands through his hair, pushing him away. He rose up and kissed me as my hips dropped onto the mattress, my legs wrapping around his now naked lower body. The taste of my arousal on his tongue was strangely more exciting than I expected. His hard, hot member throbbed against my pussy, and there was definitely one place I wanted it to go. Our breaths were heavy as we stared into each other's eyes.

"Tell me what you want, Ashlynn..." he grunted, sliding up against me to tease my clit with his manhood and leaving kisses on my neck. I was still somewhat sensitive, gently writhing from our contact below, but I knew what I needed...

"You...inside...now..." I groaned. With his hands gripping my thighs, he pushed my legs back and set the head of his cock at my entrance. Without any guidance, he leaned forward, sliding into my wet heat and taking my lips with his. I let out a soft cry between our mouths as he continued to slowly sheath his long and thick member inside of me.

"Mmm...you are so tight..." he rasped, still pushing until he was fully deep and then holding still for a moment. He was breathing hard, his cock searing and pulsing with need. I couldn't take it anymore; I had to have him!

"Oh, Luke...please..." I panted, running my fingernails up his arms and onto his back. Sliding out and forcing in, he seemed to be more in control than I thought he would be when he stopped.

"Like that?" he asked, doing it again, yet harder this time, bringing the air out of my lungs. I was now gasping and shuddering, taking note that he was very, very good at this.

"YES!" I nearly screamed, my head back. He seemed satisfied with that answer, taking each thrust to the hilt and beginning an intense climax inside of me. I almost caught a cramp from the increasing tightness of my legs around him. He seemed to go on for a while, and it was coming time for me to release. I ran my fingers through his hair and moaned. Kissing me, he went faster, pulling my leg up on his shoulder.

"Come to me baby..." he whispered, pumping as hard as he could and filling the air with the sounds of our skin colliding. That's all I needed, my head buried back in the pillow and my mouth agape. I moaned incessantly, my whole body set ablaze as I experienced the most delicious orgasm I'd ever gotten. With a strangled groan he thrust twice before shooting his hot essence inside of me. I pulled my arms around his back and held him as he rested on top of me, his harsh breaths tickling my neck.

"Something special." I whispered. He gave my neck a soft kiss and I smiled, realizing that at that moment we could surely be onto something. He got up, withdrawing from my body, and I watched his sexy ass walk into the bathroom. I lay back on the pillow with a pang of emptiness and wondered if I was supposed to stay. Just as I'd hopped out of bed to put on my clothes, he came back out, still naked. I took a good, long look and suddenly wondered why I was trying to leave. He came over to me.

"Where ya goin'?" he said, pulling me into his arms. I looked up and gave him a playful smile, trailing a fingertip between his pecs.

"You tell me."

His gaze was dreamy and sexy. "Well, you are going to take your clothes back off and stay here."

"I like the sound of that." I said, following suit. He kissed me, making us both moan and then he looked into my eyes, grabbing my hand. I gasped when my hand caressed his semi-hard manhood and I wrapped my fingers around him, stroking slow. He gently moaned and I moaned with him.

"I can't help myself, babe...you are a very sexy lady...and I like that." He said, taking his hands and gently rubbing my breasts. I took in a breath as his hand moved below, rubbing my clit nice and slow. I could feel him getting even harder. He started biting his lip.

"Oh baby...damn..." he hissed, rubbing me a little faster. I moaned, moving my hips with his hands and keeping a firm stroke on him. He walked me backwards onto the side of the bed rather quickly, glad that we weren't across the room or I would've surely fallen. I let go of him, letting out a sigh as he pinned my arms above my head and slammed deep inside once more. My chest heaved with pleasure as he pounded me, the bed making slight squeaky sounds. He stood up against the edge, pulling my legs up until my ankles just about met his shoulders, continuing to fuck me really hard and deep. I was 3 and 0 in favor of the pleasure team, about to be served up once more...

"Ohh Luke...that feels so...ahhh..." I gasped, clenching around him. I'd come so hard that sound didn't come out of my mouth! I heard him moan and I opened my eyes to mentally record the way his face and body looked when he came so deep inside of me. He was even sexier with his face contorted in pleasure, his muscles tight and sweaty...I wanted to come home to this every night and I'd be damned if I didn't let him know somehow. He fell down to the bed and brought me on top of him in an embrace.

"How about a shower, sexy?" I said, winking. He let out a deep laugh and carried me off into the bathroom, where more steamy things happened...

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My eyes slowly opened, trying to adjust to the light of the room. When they finally found sight, I smiled when I found myself in his arms. Shifting a little, he held me tighter and kissed the back of my neck. I gave a little appreciative moan to that.

"Morning, sunshine."

"Morning to you." I replied, turning on my other side to face him. He kissed my forehead and resumed holding me.

"I wish I could just lay here and hold you. I was hooked on you ever since I sat next to you at the bar."

"I was definitely feeling the same way. And it would be nice to just lay here, but I know you might have to work..."

"Yeah, but that's later."

"Well, how about this...you take me home, come on in, and you can hold me as long as you want?" I said, caressing his face. He grinned.

"Deal."

So we got out of bed and I smiled, loving the fact that I was wearing his shirt. I changed back into my dress, not knowing where my thong was. Not really worried, he came from the bathroom wearing a t-shirt and sweatpants, his hair ruffled and I almost wanted to strip him...

We left and in about 5-7 minutes, we arrived at my place. Getting out of the car, I led him to my front door. We got inside and went upstairs to my room. He sat down on my bed while I freshened up. A few minutes later, I emerged from the bathroom wearing a silk nightgown. To me, it was just another thing I wore every day; but to him, it was a different story...

"What?" I innocently asked as he looked at me with good shock.

"Do you know what you're doing to me right now?" he asked, getting up and walking over to me.

"Not exactly, but I'll let you tell me." I said as he wrapped his arms around me.

"I want to call in sick for work; I'm not going to want to leave you...not for a moment. You are so beautiful...I just want to stay here and watch you smile at me." He said, sincerity in his eyes. A tear fell from my eye and I shook my head, smiling as he wiped it away.

"Gosh Luke, you are an amazing man! But you know it wouldn't be right to call in. Your co-workers and the community need you, and when you're all done, then I'll be here waiting for you." I replied, and just at that moment I noticed: we didn't even know each other for a whole day and we sound like a couple! But isn't that how chemistry works? You find somebody that you like and like you in return, and you build something from there? If this were chemistry, then you should call us an extreme reaction...but I liked it. Luke was definitely the kind of man that I wanted. I knew last night, and I know it now. He brought my forehead against his.

"Call it crazy, but I'm already in love with you."

"Call it ironic because so am I." I wholeheartedly replied. He kissed me like he never had before, my knees becoming weak. He lifted me in his arms and carried me onto the bed, holding me and kissing me some more. Come to think of it, I wouldn't want him to leave me...not for a moment. He'd be back, very soon I'm sure. But for now, we had time, so I'd use it well. And he'd started by kissing down my neck. Well, I was turned on now!

"Luke...you're driving my body crazy! I can't get enough of you!"

"I kind of figured that when you attacked me in the shower last night..."