Two-Way Monologues

Usually when Adrian and Anya shared a bed she would wake up to find him laying with his head nestled on her stomach; that afternoon was no exception. She smiled to herself thinking about their lovemaking. Bryan had been her first love and the only man she’d ever slept with and never once had she felt as loved and as complete as she had with Adrian. She toyed with one of his curls, loving the softness of it. She could have stayed like that all day, if it hadn’t been for her ringing cell phone. Adrian mumbled something and rolled onto his back. Anya took that as an opportunity to grab her phone out of the pocket of her discarded skirt.

“Hello?” she whispered into the phone.

“Good, you’re alive.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t call you.” Any apologized to Kendra. “How are you?”

“Exhausted, the party was great.” Kendra paused for a second. “I mean…”

“It’s okay, I had a good time here.” Anya glanced over at Adrian who was still soundly asleep. “But we can talk about that later.”

“Hmmm…” Kendra said suspiciously. “Yes or no, did you and Adrian fuck?”

“Kendra!”

“Hmmm… I’ll take that as a yes. Are you coming home any time soon or are you going to stay there fucking like little bunnies all day?” Kendra asked. “I could use some help with all the trash in here.”

Anya sighed, the last thing she wanted to do was leave Adrian’s bed but she knew she was going to have to go home and face Kendra and their messy apartment sooner or later. “Give me an hour or something, okay?”

“Okay, see you later then.”

“Bye Kendra.”

“Wait!” Kendra shrieked into the phone and Anya had to pull it away from her ear.

“Shit Kendra, what?”

“Is it big?”

“Is what bi-“ Anya started to laugh but then realized what she was asking. “You’re out of control. Good-bye Kendra.” Anya closed her phone and put it down with her other stuff.

She turned towards Adrian and laid back down, giving him a light kiss on the lips. His sleepy response was to pull her closer. Anya closed her eyes, she wanted to enjoy this feeling, the feeling of being cherished, for just…a…little…longer…

*
Anya woke again feeling Adrian’s body moving over hers. Her first coherent thought was that there was no better way to wake-up; the second was that Kendra was going to kill her. Noticing that she was awake again, Adrian’s mouth moved to hers. He was hot and hungry for her. When his hands gripped her thighs, settling between them again, Anya tried to protest but his kisses were incessant.

God, she was perfect. Adrian didn’t want to release her from his hold. Didn’t want to stop kissing her, Touching her like this made him shudder with desire. The sexy little whimpers that she made in the back of her throat were enough to make him want to cum.

Anya didn’t make any real attempts at stopping his efforts until his mouth replaced his hands on her breasts. Her breathing was ragged as she tried to formulate words. “Kendra called.” She gasped as his teeth toyed with one of her sensitive nipples. “I have to go.”

“Not yet.” Adrian leaned up to kiss her again, his mouth possessively claiming hers. He kissed her neck, her shoulders, and then her mouth again. Only when her body was quivering underneath his with need did he move lower again, pinning her arms over her head to prevent any further resistance, although there would be none.

Anya admired Adrian’s body as he moved over her. She sighed with pleasure as she watched his lean muscles move under tan olive skin. “Adrian.” She said his name with such reverence it made him shudder against her. Anya could feel his hardness pressing into her thigh and she arched her back, desperately wanting to be closer.

Adrian massaged her breasts, cupping the undersides with love and intense adoration. His hands were calloused from the drums but Anya would have it no other way. She told him so in short, choppy breaths as his thumbs rubbed her hardened nipples. His ragged sighs told Anya that she was not the only one enjoying this; Adrian was thoroughly enjoying touching her so intimately.

Adrian pulled away just enough so that he could look into her eyes. Anya raised a hand to cup his cheek; she gently caressed it, enthralled by the love in his intense gaze. “I have waited so long to touch you like this.” He told her, his voice deep and colored with desire. “I thought this would never happen.”

“I’m sorry.” Anya pulled his head down for a kiss, wanting to show him her feelings. “I love you baby.”

“Do you know what it was like knowing he was touching you?” Adrian’s voice was gruff but Anya saw the tenderness in his eyes. Adrian’s right hand sought out her wet core and he stroked her. “Touching you so intimately. Feeling you wet and hot for him. Taking you for the first time.”

“Adrian.” Anya whimpered, her hips moving against his hand. His head dropped to her breasts again. The sensations taking over her body were so overwhelming. Anya arched against him with need, her legs moving impatiently to wrap around his waist but he held her still.

“I’ve waited so long Anya… you can wait just a little bit.” Adrian smiled up at her and Anya squirmed in response.

“Adrian please.” She begged, her eyes closed tightly in pleasure.

“Open your eyes Anya.” His hand slowed, waiting for her to comply. Anya opened her eyes and met his.

“Adrian…”

“What baby? What’s the matter?” Adrian asked playfully, sliding a finger into her.

“I need….” Anya begged, rocking her hips again.

“You need what Anya?” Adrian continued to finger her, moving a little faster. “What about me Anya? I had to wait patiently.”

“I’m sorry. Please Adrian, I need it.” Anya begged, her head thrown back in pleasure as he once again teased her nipples, suckling on them as he added another finger to her. “Please, mmm Adrian, please,” She had no idea what she was saying anymore as his thumb moved to stroke her clit. Adrian could feel her body getting lost in the pleasure but he refused to slow his actions or to give her what she wanted so badly.

“Open your eyes Anya.” Adrian demanded again. “I want to see you cum for me baby. Only me. Did he make you feel like this Anya? Did he touch you like this?”

“No.” Anya shook her head.

“Can he please you like I can? Can he make you this wet, this needy for his cock?” Adrian kissed tenderly and then moved away again, wanting to make her wait.

“No, never.” Anya cried, bighting her lip to keep in her whimpers.

“Tell me what you want Anya! Tell me what it is that you need!” Adrian demanded his breathing harsh; he was painfully hard for her but he was determined to make her cum first. Determined to prove his point.

“Please, I need you Adrian.” Anya begged, tears coming to her eyes as he continued torturing her. Her hips were moving frantically now. It had been so long since she had felt like this…no she had never felt like this before. Her body had never been so on fire, so raw with need. “Please, oh God, I can’t…”

“Let it go baby.” Adrian urged her gently, leaning up to kiss her again, unable to resist.

“I’m gonna, oooh, yess, mmmm” Anya thrashed on the bed, her hips bucking against his hand.

“Let go baby, come for me.” Adrian slid down her body, replacing his thumb with his tongue. Unable to take the torture any longer Anya collapsed back against the bed, her body convulsing. Adrian continued to tease her, his mouth and fingers bringing her back up again before letting her ride the wave of passion.

Setteling himself between her legs Adrian cupped her face in his hands, making her open her eyes to look at him. “I love you. So much.” He kissed her again as he slid into her, filling her with what she needed more than anything.



*
Carter laid in his bed starring at the wall. He had a splitting head-ache and to make matters worse there was an incessant thumping against his wall again. What the fuck was Adrian doing in there? He wondered. Rolling over and pulling a pillow over his head he tried to fall back asleep.

“Oh God! Fuck! Anya!”

Carter tossed the pillow aside, sitting up in bed suddenly. He was wide awake now and it was all beginning to make sense now. Anya slept over. The thumping was Adrian’s bed. Adrian was screaming Anya’s name. They were fucking! They were finally fucking! Carter laughed to himself; thinking of all the fun he was going to have with them later. The possibilities for jokes was endless.

His door opened abruptly and a wide-eyed Lucas came in. “Carter…” he said uneasily.

“I know.” Carter laughed again. “They’re fucking.”

“They’re loud.” Lucas closed the door behind himself and took a seat at Carter’s desk. “It’s weird.”

“Come on, we all knew it was going to happen. He’s been hard for her since college, I’m just surprised he’s lasted so long without blowing his wad.”

“Shit Carter, do you have to be so fucking crass?” Lucas made a face. “That’s Anya we’re talking about, show some respect. And that’s my brother, so gross.”

“Fuck!” Adrian’s voice carried through the wall again. “Anya!”

“And I’m crass?” Carter shook his head. “No way, Jose. Can you imagine what she’s in there doing to elicit such obscenities from poor innocent little Adrian? I bet she’s good.”

”You’re warped you know that?” Lucas stood up again. “It’s too fuckin early. I’m going to put on some music and try to sleep through this shit.”

“At least your wall isn’t shaking.” Carter said to Lucas’ retreating figure. His only response was the door slamming shut behind him.

Carter got out of bed and walked over to the wall he shared with Adrian. He pounded on it several times. “Hey, some of us are trying to sleep. We all know Anya’s hot, but could you keep it to yourself. Thank you.”

Satisfied that he had embarrassed his friends, Carter climbed back into bed.
*

“Oh God! Fuck! Anya!” Adrian groaned as Anya tightend her legs around him, pulling him deeper. He withdrew and thrust himself deep inside once more.

“Don’t stop.” Anya gasped out the words as her filled her repeatedly. She raised her hips meeting him halfway, needing more, wanting him more than she had ever wanted anything. She squeezed him tight her nails raking over his back. Adrian’s head dropped to her shoulder and he pressed a wet kiss there as he slammed into her again and again.

God help him, he wanted to be gentle with her. He was trying to be gentle with her. But when she moaned like that… when she begged for more… he couldn’t help himself. She wouldn’t let him be gentle with her. Anya felt the pressure building inside of her and she clung tighter to him, chanting his name as she received each of his thrusts. “Come with me, Adrian, please…” She begged. “Come with me.” Never before had Adrian felt so out of control with hunger. He could feel her body contracting around him. She was begging him to come with her. She was so innocent, and yet she knew exactly how to pull him over the edge. They both saw stars as Adrian found his release deep inside of her with her name on his lips.
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