After dinner, while washing the dishes and wiping the kitchen clean, he watched her discreetly. She was kneading her slender hands, looking wretched. „J, I want to ask you something. Will you be honest, please?“ She did not immediately answer. Why not? „Sure, I always am, as you are well aware“, she retorted coolly after a while. „Right. You seem elusive these past weeks. Is there anything wrong? Is there something worrying you? Is there a problem? Did I do something to vex you?“ He never did, only reject any sexual interest between them. They rarely fought, and if they did, it was mostly because she was in a bad mood during her courses and became angry for the slightest cause. He knew her days by heart. Jade looked at him, her gaze not displaying her feelings or thoughts. „Tariq, there is nothing wrong. I am just … enjoying my own company. Somehow I have been thinking a lot about my past and it makes me feel unfit for society.“ „But I am not just any society. J, what about your past?“ „The usual things. But I have lately realised I miss having a relationship, that I would like someone to love. I don’t even have sex to distract me. These are things I should have, I think. I’m lonely in that aspect.“ He looked away. God, he did not like where this conversation was heading! It was a subject he was loath to address with her. „Is there … are you planning to change that?“ She gave him a sour smile. „It’s hard to get a boyfriend with you breathing down our necks. You were so unkind to all of them! Apart from that, yes, I shall have sex. Perhaps I’ll be successful on Tinder. I’ve opened an account and already there have been several offers. It’s incredible how many people are online, looking out for a quick round.“ His facial expression changed from concerned to incredulous and then, to hot anger. Jade swallowed hard. She shouldn’t have told him. On the other hand, it was her life, she was a responsible adult and damn it, he did not bed her, so someone had to make do! „You did not!“, he growled. Then he exploded. „Jade, that is such a stupid thing to do! There is bound to be a dangerous individual amongst your offers, and what if you end up being raped? Gang raped? You know he can tell his friends to join your little sex meeting. You are a virgin, for God’s sake! You really want your first time to be with an unknown ass who might film it and put it online?“ She colored. „You can stand guard, if you insist“, she said testily. He gaped at her with his jaw open, then his eyes snapped. He came around the kitchen counter, walked up to her and grabbed her close. His hand tilted her chin none too gently up towards him. „Sure, I would just love that. Jade, you are not doing any such thing, or I will seriously slap your ass. Or better even, lock you up until you’re old and grey“. „They would miss me at work. Taylor would find out“, she weakly said, missing the point. He looked so handsome in his helpless fury. „Tariq, if you continue behaving like a Muslim big brother, I will sneak out and fuck the first guy I come across! You cannot control me!“ He stared, then he released her and turned abruptly away. „Dammit! Then do the fuck what you want! I’m going for a walk!“ He stormed out of the room and banged the door, making the walls shake. Jade startled. She had never pissed him off like this before. He was definitely over the edge.
Tariq was so mad, if anyone crossed his path and looked at him, he might beat them to a pulp. Fuck! Damnation! The girl had lost her wits and there was nothing he could do! She was not ready for a relationship that lasted, he was sure of it. He would lose her if he revealed his feelings. She would run, as she always had. It would kill him, and her, if they lost each other. He would rather castrate himself than take her. It would be horrible if she bedded someone else, but how to keep a 25-year old from having sex? She deserved to feel desired and loved, to have a relationship, and later, a family. And he wanted that family, too. How could he expect her to stand by and watch him have everything most people wanted?
He rounded the park, then walked back, his anger slowly dying down. He opened the door, gently, and entered the living room. She was sitting on the couch, looking slight and sad. He hated that he was the one giving her pain. That she felt pain, at all. What a prick he was, knowing how she feared a man’s violence! She was wonderful, an angel. He did not deserve her kindness. „J. I’m so sorry.“ He knelt before her, took her hand into his and kissed it gently. Then he kissed her cheek, her eyebrows, her nose tip, and God, her mouth. Her lips where soft and tasted like the sweetest honey. He could not stop. What should have been a completion of his tour de visage ended with a long meeting of lips, which aroused him. Before he could control his masculine desires, his arm brought her closer. When her breasts touched his chest, she gasped and his tongue entered her mouth. It was beyond his control. The iron grip he had had on his lust and love for three long years relaxed into something wild and roaring. Before the poor girl could react, she was on her back. He frantically kissed her, pushing his tongue deep down her throat, his hands kneading her breasts. She moaned. He was not sure if from pleasure or shock. It did not matter. He practically ripped her dress down - her favorite dress - , tore the lace bra - hot - off her breasts and took a nipple into his mouth. He noted how perfect her breasts were, how silky and firm, with beautifully shaped light brown nipples, but he did not allow himself time to look at them, because he feared that if he broke contact, her shocked eyes would make him desist. He behaved like a rogue, he knew it. But it felt so good!
Jade could not believe this was happening! After years of longing, he was finally kissing and touching her! She was on fire, her breasts pressing against his mouth with longing, her core wet and hot. When his hand drove up her thigh and he pulled her slip away teasingly slowly from her center, she cried out. His finger touched her knot, and she was almost there. How could she feel so aroused? So entirely ready for him? He pushed a finger gently inside, and she sobbed from lust. After a few light-feathered strokes and pokes with a second finger she lifted off the sofa and screamed her passion out. He kissed her fervently, drowning her cries and then letting her vocalize them, again. He held her tight, prolonging her orgasm with his fingers, and his voice. „Let go, J. Show me, how much you like it. Cry for me, baby.“ His voice was hoarse and full of desire, as it had never been. It could have been another man’s. She collapsed, moaning his name. He smiled, then hugged her tight. After a few minutes, during which she tried to somehow regain her composure, with his fingers still inside her and his erection throbbing against her thigh, he suddenly stiffened. Oh no! There it was: regret. She closed her eyes and prepared for having her heart broken. „J! We cannot do this! I’m sorry! I lost control.“ She felt tears enter her eyes. He looked at them in shock. „You are crying! I practically forced you! God, I’m an ass!“ He stood up, leaving her feeling naked and cold. She missed his arms before she had really gotten used to them. „Tariq! I’m not sorry! It was beautiful, and it felt so right. I am made for your touch, it seems. Please, don’t make a fuss about it. It’s just … being intimate!“ He ruffled his hair. „But you are not ready for that.“ „I am! I told you I was ready to have sex with a total stranger! It’s much better, and safer, with you!“ How pathetic. Selling her desire as a treat of friendship. The look in his green eyes made her want to leap at his chest. He was so beautiful. Full of passion and full of control, all united in one gorgeous man. A man that had made her come after less than a minute. How she loved him! She stood up and gently pulled him towards her, circling her arms around his waist. She put her head soothingly on his chest. His heart was pounding like a snare drum. „Tariq. You are everything to me. Please, be the one … to show me“, she whispered. There! She had said it. Not all, but much. He stiffened again. „You mean I should sleep with you?? Jade, I can’t. It will screw up our friendship. You are everything to me, too. If I lost you, I’d die.“ His honest confession took her breath away. „No, you won’t. Lose me, I mean. It’s right, Tariq, because I feel completely shameless and free with you. You will not do bad things, you will not make me feel insufficient or unattractive.“ „J, you are absolutely and breathtakingly beautiful. You have breasts and legs that underwear models would kill for. Why on earth would anyone make you feel not enough?“ he sighed. „It’s not so much about looks, it’s about skills. And I’m not … experienced. Nor do I really care to learn stuff. Only with you.“ He leaned back and looked her intently into her honey-brown eyes. „Ok. I’ll do it. But J, if you