A love for Art

Chapter 3

The day went by to fast for Lillian. She was beginning to feel as if she pushed Aaron to far. That if she saw him again she would break their friendship and the love she had for him. Yes, she loved him. But how could she tell him after what she had done last night. He pushed her away when she thought Aaron had wanted her. But she had been wrong before. Why would it be different now?
She sat in her front room, waiting to see if Aaron would be there at 6 o'clock like he always was. Lillian watched as the clock struck 5:30. Only a half an hour before he would be here, she thought to herself. She began to ready herself, in more then just her clothes. She wore a small jean skirt, tight against her muscular thighs. the top was a black and low cut form-fitting shirt, showing off the top of her breast very well.
She thought about how she had acted towards him. Aaron had already stated that this would be a partnership. But she knew she loved him. And she would tell him so. 6 o'clock came faster then she thought it would. She sat down in her desk chair and waited.
A knock on the door. Right on time, she thought as she neared the door to greet Aaron. When she pulled back the blinds she saw Aaron, eyes red around the edges, as though he had been crying. Lillian opened the door and didn’t have any clue as to what to say. But no words were needed. Aaron looked up, meeting her eyes and smiled.
Three things happened at once, Aaron stepped up to touch Lillian, Lillian yelped, surprised as he did this, and he kissed her. Lillian stood there frozen for a moment. Had Aaron just start kissing her, out of the blue? She stood there, as his hands roamed over the backside of her body. Aaron’s kiss had deepened into a fiery, deep passionate kiss that consumed her mouth.
She gave a soft moan as she let her body relax into his arms. Lillian realized in this moment that he felt the same for her as she did for him. She knew that he loved her. No words needed.
As they deepened the kiss, Aaron slowly let his eyes open, seeing the room behind him. he slowly and gently started to push Lillian into the front room, never breaking the kiss. They moved together, making their way to the carpet so that Aaron would lay her down and make love to her the ay he had dreamed so many times before. He let his eyes go close and groaned into Lillian's mouth. He let out a deep vibration on lust, frustration and love into her mouth. He felt her tongue rub against his and he let out another moan of lust.
It took a moment for Lillian to realized that she had not breathed since the kiss began. She slowly started to pull away for a breath, breaking the kiss for only a moment. As she breathed in, she took in Aaron's scent , that masculine, raw smell of lust and male into her mouth, allowing it to dance across her tongue.
She came up for breath, completely breaking the kiss. She came up for breath like a drowning man does. The world begun to swim as she felt her lungs fill with air and Aaron's smell. She felt as is she was going to drown in that sweet and intoxicating scent. She felt her head fall back, exposing her neck line to Aaron. He took this moment to take her tender skin into his mouth.
Aaron kissed along the side of her neck, softly nipping and sucking on her skin. He could feel Lillian's heart beat dance along his tongue as he bit down not at all gently. He slowly started to nip his way down the side of her neck, making his way down the front of her body. The farther he went down Lillian's body, the faster her breath came. Lillian's breath started to come in fast short, gasp as Aaron knelt in front of her, nipping harder and removing her clothes as he went. He slowly lifted Lillian's shirt off of her stomach as he bent down to his knees, kneeling in front of her. He knelt in front of Lillian, biting on her stomach and leaving behind small marks. He stopped to listen to her breathing, ragged and fierce. Lillian's body began to act to the slightest of touches. Just Aaron's breath against her stomach was tightening things low in her body. She slowly began to gain her breath back, her breathing slowing to a steady speed. but it didn't last for long.
As Aaron heard Lillian's breathing regulate, he took that moment to slide his hand up the inside of her legs, spreading them just enough to get his hand under her skirt and against the silk of her already moist panties. This made Lillian react in the way he had hoped she would. Lillian gasped out as her knees fell out from under her, sending her into Aaron's lap as he sat on the floor. Lillian fit into his lap perfectly, her hips at just the right angle for her to feel the size of his already hardened member. Aaron wasted no time in showing her the desire he had.
Aaron took a moment to slide his hand out from under Lillian's skirt, making her writhe against him. As she did this, it only made the feel of his manhood push harder against her delicate and ever increasing moist area.
As Lillian writhed on top of Aaron's lap, he slid his hands to the backside of Lillian's body, gripping tightly on her hindquarters. he stood up in one swift motion, taking Lillian with him. As he stood, holding her with one hand, he forced her legs to wrap around his waist, locking them together. Lillian was all the happier to oblige. She wrapped her legs tightly around Aaron's body, taking time to grind her lower half against his, making herself cry out in pleasure. Aaron, having gained balance, began to make his way down the hall to Lillian's bedroom. As he walked, it moved Lillian against his manhood, making her ride it, up and down as he walked each step. It was most distracting for Aaron. So distracting in fact that he lost balance and slammed Lillian into the hallway wall, making her cry out in pain and in the pleasure of him forcing himself against her. Lillian moved against Aaron, making her way down the wall and his body. She opened her eyes, which she realized just then she had closed them, and looked at Aaron. What she saw was nothing but expected. Aaron's eyes and face were filled with a passion and desire so warm that she could feel it beat against her through his eyes. She peered into his eyes from inches away and was left breathless. Her heart pounded in her chest so hard it was all she could her. Her heart beat against her chest like a wild animal, caged and angry. Lillian gained just enough breath to speak in a soft whisper, one Aaron barely heard. She leaned in against Aaron's ear and whispered, "take me," as she ground herself against his lower half, moaning out softly. Aaron knew what do to.
As he gained balance again, he walked as quickly as he could to Lillian's bedroom door, pushing against it, but the door was closed. Lillian had enough thought to realize that it was closed and reached down to turn the nod, opening it was they spilled thru in a heated kiss. Lillian's room was made up mostly of her bed. It was a large soft mattress, covered in dark red silk sheets and a even darker red, almost black bedspread. The only way to get to the bed to lay on it was to walk around the foot and then lay down . Which is what Aaron did. He couldn't wait any longer to feel Lillian wrapped around his body and his aching manhood.
As he made his way around the bed, he laid Lillian down in a violent rush. He was beginning to loss what little control he had. He began to unbutton he pants as Lillian went for her own clothes. He fumbled with the pants in a rush to get them off, getting them only half way down before he saw Lillian as she shed the lower half of her clothes, becoming naked from the waist down .
Aaron was left breathless at the sight of her, full, wet and ready. He stopped and just watched Lillian as she undressed herself as quickly as she could, her desire becoming the only thing worth listening to. As she finished undressing and lay there, naked and wondrous, she looked at Aaron, cocking her head and eyebrow to the side. She tried to speak but couldn't, her lust blocking all other functions but her need to feel him plunge himself into her moist cavity. She sat up from her laying position, and grabbed at Aaron's pants, pulling him to her as she pulled them down to his knees. What was reveled in that one movement was the one thing she desired most in that moment, his glorious and large manhood. Lillian was left without any breath as she stared at the flesh and man before her. Her eyes took in the look of him, how soft it looked and how it must tasted. She could not remove her eyes from it. But she was forced to. By Aaron's hand gripping her velvet and wet core.
Her eyes closed as her head was flung back, giving way to a loud and pleasure filled moan. Aaron loved hearing the sounds she made. He could no longer wait to hear the sounds she would make as he drove his member into her. He would not wait any longer. In one quick movement he removed his shirt, showing Lillian a chest that she would get very close with. And with his shirt being removed he was naked and on top of her body before he could breath in.
Seeing as how Aaron was a rather large man, he feared that he would hurt Lillian, more then pleasure her, so he was forced to take his time. Or so he thought.
As soon as Lillian felt the tip of his member press against the opening of her body, she wasted no time and no pleasure. She drove his hips down ward with her feet, pushing him in till the hilt of his rod was against the soft core of hers. Forcing Aaron into her body was Lillian's doing but what was next she had no control over. As Aaron's body was driven in, it gave way to Lillian's long awaited orgasm. It sent her back up, arching, her eye closed and moans from her mouth that sounded against the walls and echoed in Aaron's ears. With Lillian's moans and body tightening around him, it brought Aaron so close to his end, he feared he would release himself before the fun was to be had. He slowly, ever so slowly began to remove himself from Lillian's folds, hoping it would give her more pleasure, enough to distract her from his withdrawal. Her body reacted the way he wished it to.
Lillian was so lost in her pleasure, the only thing that kept her anchored was where Aaron's body touched hers. Her body give one last tight squeeze of her dying orgasm, giving her the feeling of floating in the warmest of waters. The feeling was soon shattered by the sound of Aaron's breath, husked and ragged. Lillian opened her eyes to see Aaron watching her in her bliss. She give a weak smile as she began to raise her hips up to meet Aaron's body, trying to coax his member to deepen itself within her tight core. It did not take much coaxing.
Aaron let his body slowly sink itself into Lillian's warm, wet core. He forced himself to push himself slowly into her, working himself into her body, for fear it would all end too quickly. With every inch that he slid into her body, Lillian gave out a small whimper of bliss, each one growing louder and more frantic then the last, until her moans became loud and long and Aaron was sheathed completely inside of her folds. Her body tightened every so gently around his manhood, bringing him so very close to the edge. He began to withdraw himself as slowly as he pushed himself in. Lillian was nothing but moans and cry for more.
This went on for what seemed like forever for Lillian. But it was a forever she was more then willing to spend. Aaron's body slowly began to gain a bit of speed, driving in and out of her body with more then just her moans to echo in the room. His body began to ache with a need to release himself that he had never known. But he still feared for Lillian's physical being. But his fears were laid to rest when she moaned out in a harsh whisper, "harder. Please, Aaron, harder." It was all the convincing he needed.


Aaron's body began to make a heavy wet sound as he drove himself into Lillian's body not at all gently. He gave himself over to his pleasure and need for her body, and soon, to another of Lillian's climaxes. His body shook and quivered as her body wrapped itself around his, making his want to give over to this absolute pleasure. But he refused, and it took more will the was pretty.
He gained the speed he knew would bring her again, and again if he held off long enough. But his pleasure was over-riding all his other sense's. And soon he would loss the very small control he had. But not without pleasuring her at least once more.
Lillian was in such bliss, she had to fight for air, her moans had ceased and she could hear Aaron's moans now. And how they sounded her. He gave small whimpers of bliss when her body tightened around him when she climaxed. She wanted to bring him over to edge to where he brought her.
She started to slowly tighten her core around Aaron's manhood. And when she did, she received a gasp, and after, a sigh of "oh Lillian". Oh how she loved the way he said her name. She tightened once more around him, receiving another call for her from his lips. She had him where she wanted. She tightened once more but did not let her body loosen. She tightened around him so tight he begged her to stop. He gave her the fair warning that if she were to not, he would soon come. She wanted to feel him release himself within her body. And she would get what she desired.
She kept her core tight around Aaron, forcing him to lose his control and give way to his own orgasm. Aaron soon was left fighting for air and control over his rhythm in and out of Lillian's body. But it was too late. He lost his rhythm and began to push Lillian into her bed with every thrust, forcing moans and whimpers so loud it could have been mistaken for pain. But there was never any pain. Only the sound of their cries for each other and the sound of hammering wet flesh. Lillian soon climaxed, taking Aaron over the edge with her. Her body gave way to the feeling of floating. She was floating in the waters of sex, lust, bliss and the under current of love. Her skin seemed departed from her body, giving her the felling of being skinless, boneless. She felt as if her body were glowing, pulling all the light she had ever known into herself. Then the explosion of reality hit her once more.
She came to with Aaron atop of her, panting. Her body ached with the reality of her body numbing climax. She breathed deep ragged breaths, trying to get enough air to talk. Aaron lay there, his heart beating against his chest, and he could faintly feel Lillian's heart beat against his. His breath began to steady itself as he slowly and weakly began to withdraw himself from Lillian's body. With him doing so, it only made Lillian writhe under him more, moaning out and crying out for no more. Aaron, finally withdrawn from Lillian, collapsed next to her, breathing almost normal. He laid on his back, staring at the white ceiling of her bedroom.
He felt Lillian begin to shiver. He pulled the blanket out from under them and covered her up, after he had placed her in the cent of the bed. As he did this and drew back, Lillian reached for his hand, a look of fear in her eyes. Aaron saw the feat and was hurt by it, but only let it show for a brief moment before he slid into the bed beside Lillian. He turned to spoon Lillian's body, his manhood, wet and flaccid, warm against her back. Lillian began to drift off into a deep sleep. She looked peaceful while she slept. And in that moment Aaron knew, without an inkling of a doubt, that he loved Lillian. Then a thought occurred to him. Would she still love him if she knew his secret?