This story contains characters 18 and above, no harm or abuse will be displayed in this work, everything is consent.
Sofia~
The rest of the day was long and I was filled with anticipation. I didn't see John at all except for dinner. The whole time I was wondering if he was going to lick me again, or if I was going to lick him. I didn't know what was going to happen but I was excited. I felt butterflies in my tummy, and I wanted him to make me feel like I was floating again. My heart raced when our eyes met during dinner, but he just smiled at me and kept on eating.
Our time to go to bed finally came and Sara and I began the usual routine. We both took our showers, and I wore pajama bottoms and my usual white camisole. I couldn't sleep, I couldn't even pretend to close my eyes. Sara likes to talk before we sleep and she talked for what seemed like forever, finally around 10:30 Sara passed out cold. I know John said, midnight but I was filled with anticipation and made my way down to the basement, grabbed a blanket and sat on the couch.
It wasn't long before John followed after me, I don't think I waited longer than 20 minutes. I was sitting in the corner of the L-shaped couch, our usual place where we would talk and cuddle at night when John walked in wearing his bathrobe and holding a tower. He probably just came out of the shower. He took one look at me and turned off the lights making it pitch black in the room except for a bright blue light from the internet router which was more than enough light to make out the shape of each other.
"I'm glad you came." John spoke, his deep voice shaking me. He closed the door behind him and made his way to the couch.
"What are you talking about?" I said making room for him to get comfortable next to me, "We always come down here to talk."
"I know, but this time is different." He said getting under the blanket with me, then removing his robe. I couldn't make it out completely, but I knew he was shirtless and when we pulled me in for a hug I was able to confirm that. It wasn't the first time John was shirtless with me during our late night cuddle talks, in the summer it would get so hot that sometimes the both of us would be shirtless cuddling. We'd be in our underwear of course.
"What makes this any different from the rest?" I asked genuinely confused, I mean, usually we just talk and cuddle. I know that this time he was gonna lick me and I him, but that doesn't sound like much of a difference to me.
"It just does." With my back against the couch, and John pressing his body against mine I had no escape. Which is fine if you ask me, sometimes I'm the one against the couch, sometimes John is. So far everything felt the same to me, I did notice that he didn't get a pillow to put between us for 'support.'
"Do you need me to get the support pillow?" I asked preparing to move.
"Not this time, sweetie." He said holding me close against him, "I just want to hold you for a little while."
We did just that. We laid there, my face buried in his stomach while we cuddled. I used a small couch pillow to rest my head on and he used both arms to hold me against him. He used the arm he was laying on to hold the back of my head into him and his other free arm holding the small of my back and pressing me into him. Myself, I had the arms wrapped around his waist in a big bear hug.
I loved hugging John, he always made me feel safe and warm.
We talked about his trip abroad, how he missed his family, the food he ate, the sites he saw, and then he said something that made me feel special.
"You know, Sofia."He said, his arms holding me tighter now. His left hand rubbing up and down my side while using his other hand to run his fingers through my hair, "I missed you the most while I was gone."
"Really?" His words made me all warm and fuzzy inside. I could feel the heat on my face.
"Really." He said, as his hands pulled my camisole up scrunching it up above my breasts but I didn't care, I had already shown him my breasts earlier today and he had licked them. This would just make it easier to when we started licking one another.
I felt my bare skin press against his and the warmth that radiated between us. "I missed these late night talks with you the most. Near the end of my trip you were all I could think about."
Those words filled me with joy. I couldn't believe that he missed me more over his own family, because deep down over these past 4 months I too missed John and the nights we spend together. These nights were just ours, and no one else's. It was our secret hang out, our private clubhouse.
"I've missed you too, John." I said quietly, almost to myself, "I've really missed you, you're like my best friend and for these past 4 months I've been without my best friend. I was scared that when you came back you'd forget about me or that our late night chats would end."
My eyes were watering up and my breathing became shaky. I knew John knew because he leaned in an gave me the biggest warmest loving hug he had given me in a while. I loved it, and I melted into him. The next couple moments almost didn't exist, I didn't hear anything he said, or felt anything he was doing. All I knew was that my best friend was back and our late night private club was back. I knew John was comforting me as I quietly snorted away the tears welling up in my eyes, there was no need for tears I still had my best friend.
"You hear me?" John's voice finally came back to me, "You are the most important girl in my life."
"You mean that?" I asked my hands gripping at his bare skin, trying hard to keep him with me. I knew he wasn't going anyway, I was just anxious.
"Not only are you the most important girl in my life." John said, his hands grabbing my waist, "You're the most delicious girl in my life."
Sliding me up towards him, he began to lick my cheek and my neck. I was laughing so hard because he was also tickling me at the same time. Quickly ticking became rubbing, his hands were rubbing my body all over, his licks getting closer and closer to my scrunched up shirt. Suddenly, without warning he was on top of me and between my legs. I didn't stop him, nor did I want him to stop.
He moved down to my stomach and started kissing my bellybutton, his hands holding my waist as he did so. I propped myself on my elbows so I could watch. I tried moving but his large hands locked around my waist keeping me in place. I always forgot just how much bigger he was than me because when I saw his hands wrap around my waist I couldn't help but marvel at how his fingers were practically touching when while he held me.
As he kissed and licked his way up my body. His hands slide up underneath my camisole and dragged my shirt up over my head, without thinking I raised my arms and allowed him to do so. He's already seen me naked and earlier today he licked my nipple, so what's the point if I have a shirt on when he's trying to lick both of them?
Making his way up from my belly he kissed and licked his way higher. He kissed my ribs, his hands massaging my breasts as he kissed and licked my body. His fingers started to pinch and twist my nipples forcing my head to lull back. I had never felt this before, this... pleasure... my body was on fire, my breasts were on fire and my mind was going blank.
