The Only Time

The coals crackle; the twigs snap as the fire roars and reaches new heights in the fire pit. We all sit around on benches, sand encrusted between our toes. I sit on a wooden bench with my best friend, Jacob. He has always been there for me, and I have no idea what I would do without him.

A shiver wiggles down my spine. “You cold, Christian?” Jacob asks, taking his jacket off and putting it around my shoulders.

“Yeah, maybe just a little bit.” I let out an airy laugh until my eyes meet Louis’ from across the way. He is fuming—the fire casting dark shadows across his smoldering eyes. I inch a little farther away from Jacob, feeling uncomfortable due to my boyfriend’s death gaze.

“Something wrong?” Jacob questions, his voice lowering. “Is it Louis?”

I see Louis stand out of the corner of my eye. “I really should go… it’s getting late.” I stand up and give Jacob his jacket back. “I’ll text you tomorrow.” I turn and wave to the rest of the group and I catch up with Louis.

“Why do you have to be like that?” I ask aggressively as I slide into the passenger seat with Louis in the driver’s seat next to me.

“You hang out with Jacob too much. I don’t like it,” he says, emotionless.

I roll my eyes. “There’s nothing between Jacob and me,” I groan. “Trust me, Louis.”

Louis looks at me, his eyes still fiery. “He’s in love with you. I can see it. You’re with me and I want it to stay that way, don’t you?”

“It is going to stay that way! I love you, Louis, not Jacob.”

“We’ll see about that…” Louis twists the key and the car purrs to life.

I don’t even respond and I lean back in my seat, annoyed. Louis has a major jealousy problem. He doesn’t like it when I hang out with any other guys. I have to be devoted to only one man: Louis Tomlinson.

“We’re going to your apartment?” I ask, realizing the route Louis took.

“Yes, we are.” He parks and turns off the car. “Come with me.”

Suspicion laces my mind, but I do what I’m told. I follow Louis up to the fourth floor of his apartment building and we enter his home. Out of nowhere I feel Louis’ arms around me, his lips plastered against mine. It takes me by surprise, but I wasn’t about to say no. I love Louis.

“Where’s this coming from?” I murmur as our kiss breaks so we can catch our breath.

“Go to the bedroom and get undressed. I’ll be in there in a minute,” Louis pants. There’s an intensity in his eyes that I have never seen before.

I walk across the apartment to Louis’ bedroom, stripping off my clothes as I go. I’m down to my black lacey bra and matching panties by the time I reach the bed. I decide to lie on the bed in a sexy position: on my side, facing the door with my legs somewhat crossed and my head propped up against my fist (all that cliché stuff).

Louis enters the bedroom wearing only charcoal grey boxer briefs and a black box in his hands. He pads over to the bed.

“What’s in the box?” I ask innocently.

“You’ll see soon enough…” He slips the lid off and pulls our black and purple restraints and a matching blindfold. “I’m going to show you how much better I am than Jacob. I’m going to show you that I’m the only one.”

Normally, I would be pissed but I’m too turned on to care. I roll onto my back, unclasping my bra and throwing it aside. I then lay on my back with my arms outstretched toward the bedposts.

“I’m all yours, Master.”

Louis chuckles and restrains me to the bed. He straddles my waist, blindfold in hand. He leans in really close, his lips brushing against mine. Louis kisses me and wraps the blindfold over my eyes. My world becomes pitch black.

“Are you ready?” Louis whispers, his breath tickling my ear.

“Yes…” I croak. My throat is so dry from the anticipation.

Louis’ lips press against my neck and he leaves soft, tender kisses along my skin. His right hand grips my breast and his teeth lightly scrape against my breasts. I then feel Louis flip his hand in my panties, touching, feeling me.

“Someone is already so wet,” he hisses. “You’re such a good girl, Christian—always ready and willing.”

A soft moan escapes from my lips as Louis begins to rub my clitoris and then his slides two fingers inside me.

“That feels so good, Louis. I need more—please.”

I feel the bed shift as Louis climbs over me. I hear the tear of a condom wrapper and within seconds, Louis is on top of me and inside me. I instinctively yank at the restraints, wanting to put my hands all over him but they don’t give in. I gasp and I begin to sweat.

Louis starts out slow. “You like that?”

“Yes, Louis! I do!”

“You want me to go faster?” His voice is low and sexy.

“Yes! Please!”

“Of course you do…”

Louis begins to thrust into me, managing to find his rhythm quite quickly. I can feel the bed shake and creak from the force of each of Louis’ pushes. My head is swimming and dizzy from not being able to see what is happening. It’s almost like motion sickness—but so incredible.
I feel something soft and wet against my chest—Louis’ tongue. He slithers it along my breasts and up to my ear. He softly bites my neck, sending a burst of warmth throughout my body.

“Oh, Louis…” I groan.

A cool breeze brushes past me as Louis pulls away. I bite my bottom lip as Louis’ hand travels up and down my side with each push into me. I feel the bedframe jerk around from Louis grabbing onto it for leverage.

As I’m still surrounded by darkness, I attempt to picture Louis: his strong, muscular torso and chest; his bright, clear eyes; his irresistible lips; and that cute butt of his. I imagine what this scene looks like: Louis slamming into me with a concentrated look on his face. I am overwhelmed.

My breathing increases as a familiar prickling sensation spreads across my body. Heat erupts in my belly and there is an aching between my legs that is so wonderful that I can’t believe it’s real. I bend my knees and pull again at my restraints, curling up like a spider. I can feel the sweat glistening on my chest and in between my breasts. My breath grows shallow and my body flushes. Small yelps release from my lips until my mouth gapes open soundlessly. My eyebrows arch and beneath them is that intense pressure. Everything is drowned out by the massiveness of my orgasm.

I lower myself back down onto the bed, my breath wavering. Louis pulls out and I realize I didn’t did get to see his climax. It was all about mine. I sense Louis leaving the bed—probably to throw the condom away. He returns to me, taking off the blindfold and unfastening the restraints. I grab Louis’ face and roughly kiss him once I am free.

“I’m guessing you enjoyed that…” Louis smirks.

“Yes! Oh, yes! Thank you!” I gush breathlessly, a wide smile spread across my face.

“So you understand now that I don’t want you hanging out with Jacob so much?” Louis’ eyes darken a little bit.

“Louis, you don’t have to worry about it. I’ll always be your girl. You do so much for me. I never want to lose you.” I kiss his nose.

“Alright, then… I trust you.”

Notes

Here you go, Christian. It's 10 months late but I hope it's worth the wait! If you guys didn't notice, I had Louis channel his inner Christian Grey. Oh, and I'm back. I guess I couldn't stay away being so close to a QUARTER OF A MILLION VIEWS. Share this and help me reach that goal!

Christian's Outfit: http://tinyurl.com/pgxf5s5
Title Credit: "I'm Not the Only One" by Filter