This part is also pretty short, but the ending felt like a natural place to stop and I didn’t want to leave you lovely readers hanging for too long!

Part 1

Part 2

I promise part 4 will be longer and steamier!

“Mine”

Lauren awoke to the sound of thunder. Outside in the street, rain pitter pattered off the buildings and cars, tapping at her window. In the city, she could almost never see the lightning, but the crash of thunder still echoed throughout the avenues and alleys.

She looked down at the man resting in her bosom. Aaron was still fast asleep. He hadn’t moved much during the night, and was still wrapped up in her embrace. His fingers had kept themselves curled around Lauren’s left forearm. His breathing was a constant rhythm, just a bit faster than Lauren’s. Every breath he took lightly rubbed his hair against her body, tickling her slightly.

The glittering lights of the street broke through the blinds and patterned her room with light. The thin, long lines of warm yellow ochre revealed only pieces of the dark room: A drawer handle here, the mouth of a portrait on the wall there.

One small stem of light in particular shone down and made its way across Aaron’s dreaming form. The band started at his belly, the tip barely ending at his belly button. It streamed across his pale skin, up his chest and his neck, before ending at his forehead. In the light Lauren could see his lips, slightly parted and swaying ever so slightly with his breathing. She remembered kissing them just hours before, feeling them part for her tongue. In the slit of light his nose was revealed as well. She recalled how he buried into her pubic hair when she sat atop him, how he used it to tickle her down there.

Lauren smiled. She managed to get her arm out of Aaron’s grasp, slowly slipping it free and letting his hands fall to the bed. She reached up just a bit and began to pet his head, gliding her fingers through his dark hair. She smiled to herself and listened to the rain fall.

Just a few hours ago he had been a stranger. Just a cute boy looking lonely, leaning on the bar wall all by himself. Now he was in her arms. He was hers. He had made himself hers the entire night, obeying her every command and worshipping her like nobody had ever done before.

Thunder rolled in the distance, and the rain continued ever tapping on her window, but Lauren didn’t mind. At this moment, spooning her lover and petting his hair, she felt quite pleased for the first time in a while. She looked down at Aaron’s half-hidden face, still grinning at her luck.

Ever so softly she whispered into the dark, “I think I’ll keep you.”