Loving You, Loving Me

Chapter 43 Special Edition b

Being part of Forth and Beam

Beam's POV

Strange enough the atmosphere around me starts to cool down. I guess I'm just getting too tired. My eyes begin shutting on their own little by little. I suddenly feel comfortable. Not because of his kisses although somehow it did help but that's not really it. If it's about me feeling more and more relaxed...maybe it's because of the hand holding 'it' under the blanket.

"Good night then..." He whispered and I was too tired to know what he said after that.

I felt the heat like pinpricks against my skin. I wanted to move the blankets off me but I knew there was a reason why I shouldn't. I turned to the side but something was preventing my movement so I returned to my original position. I wasn't comfortable. I felt like there was something just out of my conscious reach calling out to me but I couldn't grasp it.

I groaned in frustration. Tossing and turning some more only to feel like a vice had been thrown around me. Only it was pleasant rather than petrifying. I was not afraid of this hold; I welcomed it. I was safe. So why did it also feel like I was being set on fire?

Then I felt it, the lick of a familiar feeling in my groin. The recognition was much like meeting a long lost friend after too many years. It was familiar but not quite the same. I knew this feeling and I liked it. So with a sigh I let it overrun my body.

The more I moved with it, the clearer it became. I was not alone. The hands holding me tight belonged to Forth – my boyfriend. I frowned. I didn't like that he called me his wife. But then he said it with so much affection that I couldn't really get angry. Was it any different if he called me darling or baby or honey? I'd take the endearment for what it implied...I was his, and he was mine.

And right now he was showing me just how completely my body belonged to him. When he moved his hand I felt it send waves and waves of pleasure through me. I couldn't help but move with him. Following the rhythm that he set. Let him play me like a maestro with his favourite instrument.

I was close. I could feel the tingle in my spine. The heat in my belly. The catch in my breath. The feeling just out of reach again and when I moaned in frustration I felt the hand holding 'it' shift away and my body was pulled into a tight hug.

"Beam...baby...you need to wake up before you come in your pajamas."

Before I do what?

Forth's whisper was loud and it had the desired effect.  I woke up with a start.

Forth was holding me arms but one of his hands was over my mouth. I struggled for a second before he shushed and soothed me. "You were moaning in your sleep. I thought you'd wake up the others."

Then I looked around and realized where I was. We were still at the school. We were sleeping in a classroom with the rest of the engineering group no more than a few feet away. And I was so hard I was afraid I would still come if anything so much as brushed against me. A dangerous position to be in when I was in the arms of the man who made my heart beat fast, my body sing with pleasure and all common sense fly from my mind.

"Give me a minute." I said to Forth trying to get out of his hold.

When he finally let go I got up slowly and walked to the bathroom. My waddle was probably unattractive but there was no way to walk other than to stiffly prevent even the slightest friction against my groin. I needed to get off or else I was never going to get back to bed. I was just about to walk into one of the stalls when I saw Forth come into the bathroom behind me. "You should be asleep."

"I thought you might need a hand with that." He said nodding his head in the direction of my distended pants.

"I said to give me a minute." His invitation was so tempting but I just wanted to get over with it. Not to mention I really hated that he had to see me like this.

"Really? What kind of a husband would I be if I just left you alone right now?"

"A considerate one."

"Come on..."

"I'm serious. You're hurt. There is no way you are not in pain. This is not the time to be acting like a macho man. Just let me get it over and done with and we can both go back to bed." Voicing what was in my head.

Something I said obviously got to him because he came towards me menacingly. He crowded me into the stall. I was pinned to the wall by his hand and his gaze. Forth pressed a firm hand over my bulge and I felt like I might explode. "Aaaaghhh fuck!"

"Keep your voice down." He whispered then did the same thing again.

I was trying to push him away but he just held on to me tighter. Then like he was truly trying to kill me, he pushed my pants down and grabbed onto my cock. I couldn't even pretend I didn't want it because I was leaking precum and every touch made me gasp with pleasure and my cock jump for joy.

His breath was hot in my ear and he whispered, "I've been thinking about this since we got here."

We'd been here for days. That was a long time to keep his desire in check. Then again I must have known on some level because even in sleep my body had gone in search of him. I wanted to come. He wanted to make me come. Why the hell was I resisting this?

"Please...Forth..." I begged as he continued to tease me, "...don't stop."

Once I capitulated his hold became firm...smooth. His movements were deliberate. Sliding from my shaft to the glans. Twisting ever so slightly when he moved from root to tip so that I was pleasured in every possible way. I arched into his hold. Desperate to climax but wanting to milk this moment for all the pleasure he could give me.

I was holding on to him. Senseless to everything else that was going on except feeling. My entire being was focused on his movements; his careful, unabashed demands for my surrender. I could only follow where he led. Then he kissed me. It was a soft peck against my opened mouth. His warm mouth against my breath cooled one. The soft brush of his lips and, much like I had predicted, that was all it took to drive me over the edge and into bliss.

My shout was loud and he swallowed it down as his mouth covered mine fully. But I couldn't hold the kiss. I needed air. I was panting against his shoulder. Grasping at him as I tried to catch my breath. Trembling in the aftermath of my release.

And Forth...he was just holding me. Slowly caressing my back until I was once again able to stand on my own. Albeit on legs that wobbled a little.

I looked up at him to find him smiling at me. "Can we go to bed now?" He asked casually.

"Don't you want me to...?" My gaze dropping to his waist and the bulge just below.

"I think you are going to have to owe me one. Like you said...my head hurts and we really ought to get some sleep."  He whispered mildly even thought I got the sense what he wasn't saying was more significant.

It was the first time I had heard him confess to feeling any pain so I knew it couldn't be good. I used a wad of tissue to clean myself up then quickly pulled up my pants. I carefully ushered him out of the bathrooms once he'd washed his hands. I don't know how he had managed it but there was no evidence of what we had done on our clothes. I hadn't even checked the stall but i wasn't about to go back.  I had other things to deal with; and by that I meant Forth.

We once again lay down side by side on the bedroll and covered ourselves with the thin blanket. I pulled him into my arms so he could use my chest as a pillow. Hoping the position would be more comfortable for him.

"Thank you Beam." He whispered.

"I should be the one thanking you." I whispered back. "Sleep. I'll wake you when it's time."

He must have been really tired because he didn't stubbornly refuse to follow my suggestion. Perhaps there was something to being the 'wife' of such a man. He needed someone to take care of. But he also needed someone to take care of him.

With that thought I followed Forth into sleep and didn't stir until morning.

Never before had I slept so well.