Ardent

James grinned and pulled her on top of him, “Not so fast sweetie we have all night.” Smiling he kissed her, “Forget everything, your mine now” he sighed, “No other man can love you as I do, promise me that? Promise me your mine”.
“You have to promise me the same thing” Keira insisted, tracing her fingers across his face, “Can you do that?” she looked into his eyes, searching for the answer. Praying he would love her as she loved him.
“Of course I can, Keira you are all I want right now.” James leaned forward and kissed her softly, “Lets go to bed?” he whispered.
“Now now lover, we have all night” she joked, pressing her body against his, lowering her head she kissed his neck.. James whined and grabbed her bum, pushing himself up against her. Keira smiled, lowering her hand she cupped him gently, “How innocent do you think I am James?” she whispered, sucking his earlobe and kissing the soft flesh behind his ear.
“Clearly not as innocent as I thought” he sighed, pushing himself harder against her hand, he could feel himself growing hard, and shivered each time she moved her hand.
“Keira please” he cried, “Don’t tease me, its hard lying with you on top of me”.
“Who said I was teasing?” she laughed, looking up by chance at the window. “Oh no” she cried, diving off him.
”What what?” James asked, watching her run to the window.
”My clothes, they were just dry and now it’s starting to rain, quick help me!” she cried, opening the patio doors and running outside. “Keira” James shouted, running out after her, it was getting dark now and the wind was starting up. Keira ran to him and stuffed a pile of clothes in his arms, running back she went to fetch the rest. Throwing the clothes on the table James ran out into the rain and helped grab some more off the line. Once all the clothes were in the house, Keira ran back outside to fetch a sock she had dropped, socked to the bone she was laughing wildly. James grinned, “Only you could look good wet”.
”Your not so dry yourself” she laughed, brushing his wet hair from his face, “In fact your soaked” Lightning flashed and a loud rumble followed, Keira squeaked in shock and grabbed James arm.
”Hahah, don’t worry I will protect you sweet pea” he laughed, lifting her up in his arms. “You need to get a bath you look half drowned, come on”

James lay on her bed, listening to her splash around in the bathroom.
”Ok you can come in now” she called, covering herself with suds in the bath, dipping her body down low so nothing was on show. James walked in and smiled, “You look like a goddess”
”A goddess hey?” she laughed, “That could be the most romantic thing you have ever said to me.” Keira motioned for him to join her.
”Surely not, I am Mr. Charm” he laughed, “Alright turn around while I get nekkid” he laughed, pulling his top over his head, he sniffed his arm pit, “God I don’t smell good, sorry darling” his smirk was cute, but Keira still pulled a face.
”Try using deodorant, you smelly boot!” she giggled, watching him throw off his shoes and socks. Holding her breath she dipped herself under the water to wet her hair, when she re surfaced he was testing the water with his elbow, with a serious look on his face.
”Oh just get in” she laughed, watching him carefully step into the bath; he lowered himself slowly into the bubbles. It was painful to watch as he finally submerged himself in the water, he grinned and splashed about.
”Can I wash your hair?” Keira asked, moving toward him, then she moved backwards suddenly aware she was completely naked in a bath with one of her best friends. But he wasn’t her best friend anymore, he was more than that more, if he loved her he shouldn’t care about it. Would he care? Leaning forward Keira rose up out of the water and braced herself. James tried to keep her stare but gave in and stared down at her body, taking in her breasts he groaned, “Dear god” he sighed in admiration.
Keira shot back down into the water and brought her knees up to her chest, “I know it’s hideous” she mourned.
”What is? They are beautiful” he insisted, moving toward her. “What is hideous?”
”The scar.”
”What damn scar?” he shouted, grabbing her and lifting her out of the water. “I see no scar? Neither did I see one last night”
”Well it was dark last night, its lighter now, look its here” Keira whined, pointing above her nipple. James looked closer and gasped, “Wow I wouldn’t have noticed that unless you pointed it out, how did you do that?”
”I spilt boiling water on myself as a child” she said with a hint of sadness in her voice, “Pete used to hate it. Said it was ugly”
James felt anger stirring in him and shot forward, kissing her and knocking her backwards, water splashed out of the bath as he flipped her on her back and lay on top of her.
”Nothing about you is ugly Keira” he smiled, rubbing her breast under the water, “Plus it makes you original, nobody else has a scar like that, and yours is in a very appealing place” he laughed, kissing her neck. Stopping suddenly he grinned, “I have a hard on and it doesn’t hurt”
”I know I can feel it” laughed Keira, running her hand down his chest and taking him in her hand, James hissed and closed his eyes. “I want you” he sighed, pushing himself on to her harder. “I want you so much”
Keira pushed him off her and grabbed the shampoo, “Just let me clean you, then you can get dirty again” she laughed, squeezing some shampoo in her hand and slapping it on his head. Rubbing it violently into his scalp she frowned as he moaned about it smelling like flowers. Having previously washed her hair, she jumped out of the bath, covering her bum she ran quickly into the room, and closed the door, leaving him to wash himself and the suds out of his hair. Keira dried her hair and dived into bed, flicking off the bedside lamp she lay silently waiting for him to come and hold her.

Meanwhile James was stood in the bathroom, after drying himself off he stared into the mirror, rubbing his eyes he ran his fingers through his hair, pulled on some boxers, he flicked off the bathroom light and walked into the bedroom. All was dark, Keira had already dived into bed and had the covers tucked around her, James walked to the window a stared out at the storm.
”I’m not liking the weather recently you know” he said grimly, “Its going to be a cold one”
”Well it’s a good job you’re here then isn’t it?” Keira smiled, “Come to bed James. I’m cold” James felt a butterfly float up to the top of his stomach, closing the curtain over he walked to the bed and crept under the covers.
”Whoa” James shouted, “Your naked!”
Keira winked and pushed her self against him, “Kiss Me,” she asked, James grinned, “You don’t have to ask me twice.”
”Kiss Me,” she laughed.
”Waste of breath” he joked, lifting his head up and kissing her softly. Keira felt her body melt at her touch and gave herself up to him. Sex with James was like nothing she had ever experienced before, again she found her self-comparing him to Pete. While Pete was rough and ready in the sheets he was incredibly selfish, Keira thought she had hit heaven when she realised how giving James was in bed. It was odd to share her self with him completely she was slightly self-conscious at first; being completely naked with the man she used to sit up and play scrabble with. It felt odd but he made her feel completely at ease. Every few minutes he would talk about her body, or about how much he needed her. In fact they lay for an hour or so just kissing and talking, both knowing they would be having sex tonight but there was no rush. They where together, finally when they couldn’t keep their hands off each other, they reached out and pulled their bodies together. Keira gasped as he filled her, gripping his back she cried out his name. James stopped for a second, revelling in the sensation of being inside her. They lay together, neither moving they just stared at each other.
”This feels good” James smiled, Keira groaned in reply and bucked her hips up into him.
”Oh right I try and be sentimental” James laughed, kissing her on the lips, Keira gripped his back as he thrust into her, and cried out as he bit her neck, while pumping himself deeper and deeper within her. Keira’s head was spinning, she could see now why woman flocked back to James after their first date, the first date in which James undoubtedly had his way with them. Keira gasped in pleasure once more as he located her g spot with ease and proceeded to pleasure her in a way she had never experienced before. With one final push she cried out in pleasure and collapsed back onto the bed. James followed her, lying next to her he was breathing heavy. Keira lay there feeling odd, le petite moiré washed over her, how did she feel now it was over? Was it over? Now James was satisfied? A sudden fear washed over her, how many women had James told he loved in order to get them into bed? Grabbing her nightdress she stood up and walked into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her she tried to control her breathing. Sitting on the toilet she looked about the bathroom, James pants were in the laundry basket; his shoes were beside the bath. Everywhere she looked she could see him, blinking she heard the door open. There he was.
”Are you ok?” he asked, kneeling in front of her, “Keira darling have I don’t something wrong?”
”No, not at all. I’m happy, I just wasn’t sure what to do next”
”What do you mean?”
”Are we still together? I mean what do you say to your woman afterwards?”
”Why are you saying this? Keira stop it. I told you I love you, and I meant it, I wanted to hug you and hold you and fall asleep next to you, but if you want me to treat you like one of the ones I don’t care about then I’ll see you around shall I?” his eyes flashed with anger as he grabbed his pants and shoes.
”James wait” she cried, diving up to stop him. Running into the bedroom, the bed blocked her path to him.
”Fuck off Keira, Jesus I thought you were different? I told you everything that ever happened to me, I told you I loved you, and I was worried you would react like this but thought you were better than that? You think I’m a whore? You think I just want you for sex and then nothing more? You don’t know me at all Keira”
”I do know you” she shouted back, following him down the stairs, “I know that your favourite colour is blue, I know that you order burgers and chips and you never eat the bun you always throw it to the birds. You have bananas because you think they are phallic and men shouldn’t eat them, I know that you are a size 12 in your shoes, you love converse and hates the rolling stones. I know you James Aston”
”Not well enough” he muttered, stopping at the door and staring out at the rain, “You don’t believe me when I tell you I love you, you look at me and think I just want you for one thing. Or maybe it is the other way around”
”What do you mean?”
”Is this you pushing me away? Now you are done with me?”
”I could never be done with you, look please close the door” she wept, “Come back, I’m sorry I said that, we can just forget it.”
James sated into space and laughed, “Forget it? I’m not so sure Keira” he stepped out into the storm and walked down the street.
Keira stood on her doorstep and wondered how often she could ruin her own life.

“Where’s James? God you look rough, didn’t get much sleep hey?” Kayleigh laughed, dancing around the kitchen. Keira sat glaring at her, hating her energy and happiness, nursing her coffee Keira continued to stare at her text book and try to take in the words.
Frowning as a hand slapped down over the text and pushed the book away from her, Kayleigh plonked herself down. “Tell all” she grinned, her eyes twinkling. “How was he?”
”Kayleigh, shut up” Keira laughed, blushing slightly and reaching for her book.
Kayleigh held the book away from her, “No come on has he got a big dick? Please I need all details its James, I must know”
”Exactly, its James and its not for me to gossip about so shut up”
”I’ll bet he will tell me if you had hot sex or not” Kayleigh pouted, giving Keira back her book. “Keira are you ok?” Kayleigh studied her friends face, looking around she took in the situation, Keira was out of bed and James wasn’t there.
”Keira what happened? Tell me” Kayleigh jumped out of her seat and Keira broke down, throwing her book across the room in anger.
”Me, that’s what happened. You know I cam read as many of these damn books as I like, yet I will never learn how to be happy.” Keira sat back in her chair and welcomed her friend’s hug; “I’ve been such a fool Kay”

After listening to Keira’s tale Kayleigh pondered it and felt angry, “Oh who is he to bloody take the high horse. He is a damn whore, how many woman has he bedded since we met him. Ohh the hypocrite, and making you feel bad, how do we know he hasn’t told them he loves them?” Keira howled more. ”Ok I didn’t say that, look ignore him, he will come crawling back to your sexy arse with his tail between his legs. The stupid, floppy haired, Scottish..Thistle. Yes that’s what he is. Thistle”
”I want my thistle back Kay” Keira whined.
”Oh shut up, god your dull, you haven’t even asked how my sex fuelled night went, self self self” Kayleigh grinned, “I know lets go to lunch, then to the pub, then we can moan and bitch all day and work out plans to hurt him”
”Ok” Keira grinned, “Now about this sex fuelled night?” she laughed, holding Kayleigh arm and leading her out the house. Thankful to have a best friend to fall back upon, she held her close and walked along side.
”So James?” Kayleigh ignored the directed question. “Come on, is he a big boy? It’s a best friends pejorative to know these things” laughing together they walked down the road.
James stood and watched her, a bunch of flowers in his hand. Staring at them he looked down at his flowers and left them on the doorstep, shoving his hands in his pockets he walked the other way back home.