The Compromise

Sidney collapsed against the freshly made bed and stared up at the ceiling. He was bored. His mother and sister whisked Jessica off to Ross Park claiming they had some last minute Christmas shopping to do. His father was in Sid's office making some calls to family spreading the news of Sid's engagement.

He was tired. After Jess said yes, Sid carried her to bed and spent the rest of the night having sex with her. He knew he spent more time pleasuring her than actually sleeping, and he didn't care. He was over the moon excited she said yes and even though his plan to propose while they were in New York fell through, he realized more so that the way it happened was perfect.

He let sleep invade his thoughts of the night before and was soon fast asleep.

He woke what he thought was just minutes later to lips trailing kisses along his jawline and a hand placed just above his pelvis, tickling a little bit of skin peeking out. He smiled but didn't open his eyes, reveling in the feel of Jess' body pressed against him. He dragged a hand up her back and twisted his fingers into a loose strand of hair.

"I love waking up to this," Sid whispered as Jess hiked a leg up over Sid's and with his free hand he gripped her thigh.

"Damn, I could use a nap though," Jess groaned, finally speaking. Sid laughed, causing the bed to shake.

"What? You sleepy?" Sid asked brushing his lips against Jess' forehead. She nodded and sighed contentedly. "But now I am awake!" Sid joked.

Jess rolled away from Sid and pretended to be asleep already. She even threw in a fake snore for affect. He mimicked her previous actions and curled into Jess' side, nuzzling her neck and tickling the skin under her sweater. Her hand wrapped around Sid and immediately went to his dark hair.

"Buy anything good?"

"I didn't go."

Sid's eyebrows scrunched together and he lifted his head to look at Jess. "Your mom noticed I was tired and looked sad to be leaving you so she dragged your dad along instead. I told her what I needed to get so she is grabbing it for me. Now I can cuddle in bed with you for the rest of the afternoon."

Sid flopped back down against Jess and moaned, "We got dressed for nothing!"

"Ha! I don't think I would have wanted to share our news buck naked." Sid growled a response and pressed his arousal against Jess' thigh. "How is it that you are always turned on?"

Sid growled again and began kissing along Jess' neck, his hands continued to roam across her midsection. Jess' eyes drifted closed as she succumbed to Sid's ministrations on her body. But she wasn't going to let him know she was enjoying what he was doing to her. "Have you told anyone outside of our families yet? Any of the guys?"

She heard a muffled no and felt a hand unbutton her jeans. How Sid managed to do it with one hand, she didn't know, but she was letting him have his way. "I texted the girls a picture of my ring."

"You and your damn phone," he mumbled as he slid down her body and slipped a hand into her panties. "I knew it! I'm not the only one in the room turned on!" Sid sounded triumphant.

"You knew what you were doing would get me all wet," Jess whispered as Sid lifted his head and looked at her.

"Wait, if you didn't go then how long have you been here?" Sid asked with his hand still down Jess' pants.

"About an hour or so, I fell asleep next to you." Jess squirmed away from Sid and his hand slipped away.

"Hey! I wasn't done with you, where are you going?" Sidney whined as Jess wandered into the large bathroom. She didn't respond and Sid didn't make a move to follow her, resting his cheek against the warmth of the comforter where her body had just vacated. He took a deep breath in a weak attempt to cool off, something about knowing Jess agreed to marry him was making her even more desirable than usual. It wasn't until he heard the water running in the shower did he move. He climbed out of bed and quietly walked towards the bathroom to be stopped dead in his tracks. There, standing with her back to him stood his fiancé, completely naked and brushing her fingers through her long brown hair, oblivious to his voyeuristic gaze. He loved everything about her from the curve of her hips, the oddly placed birthmark on the underside of her arm, the softness of her belly. He found her the most beautiful woman he was ever lucky to be around.

He watched as her short, smooth legs moved forward as she walked into the steam filled shower. She turned and caught him staring at her and she smiled. Her smile was got him every time. It was always genuine and made her eyes squint up in enjoyment with a hint of mischief behind them. He knew if they were able to withstand such a tumultuous first year, often with them powering through it together, never wavering, then the rest of their lives should be a cake walk.

Jess had turned away from him, letting the hot water spray her face and hair. Sid acted quickly, removing his shirt and shorts then moved towards the glass door. If Jess knew what he was doing, she didn't let on or turn around. He closed the door behind him took a step closer and grasped Jess around her arm spinning her around. She gasped audibly but couldn't react anymore than that because he pinned her against the wall under the waterfall and pressed his lips to hers. She responded in the way he knew she would, she moaned and wrapped her arms around his waist. He held onto her cheeks in his hands and did nothing more than kiss her.

"Sid, I'm really sore," Jess said as they pulled apart briefly. He studied her eyes, full of regret and nervous that he may not like being turned down.

"I just want to kiss you," Sid said as he rubbed his thumb along her lip, she nodded and lifted her lips to his and they stood there, water cascading around them as their lips moved languidly against each other.

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James was genuinely having a good time with Sarah. They met at a quiet Italian place where the guests brought their own wine south of the city, more of an inconvenience for her but she claimed she didn't mind. They weren't bothered where they were, and he liked that. He also liked that she didn't bring up Jessica or Sidney. She was easy to talk with. He found, like him, she was the oldest of five children. She went to school for math and had five, very well hidden tattoos. She is originally from pittsburgh, but never ruled out moving elsewhere. She was naturally blonde, but chose to experiment with different colors. Currently she was a red head. Oh, and she had a nipple ring. She was very forthcoming, and bold. James liked bold.

James had just signaled for the waiter to bring their check when Sarah checked her phone. She made certain to avoid talking about Jessica with him, knowing that even though they were long since over their friendship was still fragile. She knew that his ex was really their only connection, but early on she realized he was easy to talk to, and pretty easy on the eyes. She gasped when she saw the text Jess sent her, and hoped her reaction went unnoticed by James.

"What was that?" James asked as he handed his credit card to the waiter.

"Oh! Nothing, it was just something someone sent me," Sarah stammered. She pushed her phone down deep into her purse and smiled innocently at James.

"Alright, but if it is something that I could get a good laugh at it may be worth it," James teased. Sarah bit her lip, and felt herself starting to budge. His own phone ended up distracting him as he glanced down at a message he had just received from Matt Cook.

'Dude, you okay? I just heard about Sid and Jess and wanted to make sure you weren't attempting to jump off a bridge somewhere.'

James stared at it in confusion and responded: 'They've been together for over a year, what rock have you been living under?'

The waiter returned with the receipt and James' card before he got a response back and James noted how Sarah had gotten quiet.

"Want to come back to my place? I live like ten minutes away." He smiled at her and hoped she wasn't wishing to run off after they leave.

"Sure, that would be nice." Sarah returned the smile and reached for her coat and purse as James finished adding a tip to the receipt. His phone buzzed again and saw Cookie had replied.

'No, man. I know that! I meant on their engagement.' "What the fuck?" James verbalized startling Sarah and a few other guests sitting around them. He looked around sheepishly, threw his phone in his jeans pocket and grabbed his coat. He stood first, and helped Sarah with her coat before placing his own on. She hadn't questioned his little outburst and he assumed it was because Jess had texted her the news.

As he lead Sarah out of the small restaurant he reached for her hand and gripped it tightly as she trailed behind him. She didn't pull away either, stepping up her stride to be closer to him. And she felt his demeanor change. He went from being calm and relaxed to downright angry in a matter of minutes.

He remained quiet still as he walked Sarah to her car and didn't say a thing as he stopped next to the driver side door. He turned to face her with a bit of sadness in his eyes.

"Do you want me to come over still?" Sarah asked quietly. She leaned her back against the door and looked up at James. He was focused on the busy road and it took a minute for him to register that she had spoken. He glanced down at her and in one fell swoop he pushed against her and captured her lips in a searing kiss. She willingly accepted the force of his action and gripped his coat to pull him closer to her.

"Don't say no," James whispered as he broke the kiss and ghosted his lips along Sarah's cheek.

"Ok," Sarah whispered back and watched as James looked lustful at her.

"Follow me," he said and quickly turned to his car parked next to her.

Back at James' house Sarah parked her car in the driveway and walked into the garage as James climbed out of his car. Her heart was racing, but she was looking forward to the remainder of their evening. She wasn't surprised when he turned to her, wrapped his hand around her neck and crashed his lips to hers. She tried to hold back, but she moaned against his lips and his strong arms moved to her ass and he lifted her up in his arms. She wrapped her legs around his waist and let him carry her through the door leading into his house, up the steps to the main floor where he sat her on the cool granite of his kitchen island.

Sarah immediately reached for the buttons on James' coat to rid him of his clothes as quickly as possible. He smirked at her and said, "Ah, naughty little school teacher, huh?"

"What part of me indicated I was a good girl? Surely not that I teach at a Catholic school," she responded as she successfully rid him of his coat and reached for the belt buckle on his pants. He gladly let her undress him and felt his cock hardening at the thought of taking her, roughly, right there in his kitchen before taking her to his bed to fuck her into the wee hours of the night.

"You did agree to come home. Maybe I'll get to count each one of your very well hidden tattoos."

"I intend on you finding all of them," she said then leaned close to his ear, "And a simple bite on my nipple rings makes me come like you wouldn't believe."

He moaned and thrusted his dick against her heated core as he stood between her legs. His hands wandered to the zipper of her leather coat and he slowly unzipped the offending piece of clothing much to her dismay. In an effort to make him move faster she reached down into his jeans and squeezed his dick. He ripped her jacket down her arms and attacked the exposed skin right above her collarbone. She had yet to remove her hand from his pants and he found himself thrusting into her hand.

"Are you going to fuck me here or in your bed? And are you going to come in my hand like a little school boy?" She asked saucily. He had to give her credit, she was being equally aggressive with him as he was with her. He really liked that about her. He pulled her hand out of his open pants, reached for the hem of her shirt and tugged it roughly over her head. When she opened her eyes she had a mischievous glint in them and he knew she was going to be one wild ride. James decided then to take control of the situation.

He decided to take things to his room and helped Sarah off the countertop before guiding her across the hallway to where he slept. The moment James closed the bedroom door he was on her again, grabbing her hands and holding them above her head while he kissed her. It was urgent, him instantly sliding his tongue into her mouth while pressing his body up against hers up against the door. With their hands out of the way Sarah could feel James' hips pressing against her own and his breathing picking up as he started biting her neck. Bites that would leave marks, but she didn't care.

James was hungry for it, moving from little nips to wide bites, the tingling and pain it caused shivering up her neck and made her moan. He ground his hips into hers, and she could feel how hard he was still, pushing into her. She could do nothing though, he had taken control and was setting the terms of how the evening would pan out.

After awhile James scooped Sarah up as he did before and carried her over to his bed where he dropped her before jumping on top of her. He ran his hands along her torso, and across the first of the five tattoos right along her rib cage. He reached behind her and undid the lacy black bra she wore, pulling it off, all the while pushing his dick into her thigh. She shuddered at the feeling of his hands along her body and the slight brush of his fingertips across one of her nipples. When he toyed with her piercing she arched her back towards him. He then lowered his face and took her nipple in his mouth, sucking and twisting the stud with his mouth, biting down gently, making her moan for more.

Without taking his mouth away James unbuttoned Sarah's jeans and pulled them down her hips and helping her kick them off completely. He ran his hands over her naked body, giving her goosebumps. He ghosted his fingers along the wet material between her legs, putting more and more pressure on her with his hands. He smiled at how wet she was already. She was practically dripping for him.

In response to James' smirk, Sarah pushed her hips up towards him, making it clear what she wanted. He took his mouth away from her chest, stopping briefly to kiss her before leaving a trail of kisses and bites from her mouth, along her jaw, down her neck, and down her chest and stomach. He quickly pulled her thong off her body.

Then he stopped.

James looked at Sarah writhing on the bed. Pleading with her eyes. Begging him. She was so turned on that it was actually starting to hurt. She was pulsing between her legs, she needed something there.

James pulled his top over his head, exposing his torso, ripped from years of training and playing hockey. He pushed his jeans down the rest of the way, but moved slowly trying to prolong her agony. Sarah wanted him so badly, she didn't even allow herself to think that he was doing this as an act of aggression towards their mutual friends' engagement.

Catching James by surprise Sarah moved her hand down her stomach, feeling the heat between her legs. She found her button, and circled it with her fingers, moaning at the feeling. She shifted to a sitting position and slid her fingers inside herself, humming at the sensation but still longing for him.

Once he was undressed, he came back to bed, watching her for a little while. Eventually he tapped her wrist, telling her to stop. He smiled as her fingers went instinctively to her mouth. He replaced her fingers with his own, going deeper and faster than she could. He started to nip at the second tattoo on the inside of her thigh while he continues to finger her, making her squirm in pleasure and pain.

Sarah grabbed James' head and pulled it central, forcing it down to where she needed it. She felt his tongue on her, circling the ball of nerves, sucking, biting, all the while fingering her hard until she tensed and came, shouting loudly.

James moved to hover above Sarah as she came down from the intensity of her orgasm and grinned. With him lying on top of her, she wanted nothing more than to throw her arms around him and run her nails up and down his back. James nuzzled his head into Sarah's neck, biting her hard, making her gasp. She could already feel herself getting wet again as she attempted to push her hips up into his. She heard a throaty sigh as her hips came into contact with his own. He started biting her harder, sucking on her pulse point until she was thrusting her hips rhythmically into his, wanting his dick inside her.

Finally, James gave into Sarah, lowering himself slightly and entering her, pushing all the way up inside of her and wasted no time in fucking her faster and harder with every thrust, taking a pierced nipple into his mouth making her cry out and almost come again.

After what only felt like minutes Sarah came, crying out James' name. Feeling her tighten around him sent him over the edge and he quickly pulled out spilling his seed all over her stomach, making her moan again.

No words were said between the two and both drifted off to sleep soon after. It wasn't until the next morning when James woke to an empty bed that he realized how empty he felt too. And how fucked he was now that he got involved with someone who knew Jess.

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