A Presence Felt - Part 2 - Sex Stories

A Presence Felt - Part 2

... heard her breaths coming faster. "I can't stop thinking about how you made me feel."

Even as several inches separated them on the couch, Adrian could sense Stella's arousal growing. It was infectious, fueling his own, and there was no ghost in his office to blame for the desire coursing through him. He decided to steer the conversation back into safer territory. "Stella, I've been trying to figure out what would make us both behave in such an unrestrained way."

Her brow furrowed in confusion. "But you know the reason why. It's because ofhim, the spirit in that room!"

Adrian dared to take her hand. "What if there's another explanation? What if you and I are having some kind of shared hallucination? Maybe I've allowed myself to become much fonder of you than I realized, and it's clouded my thinking. Maybe the feelings I have for you made me more vulnerable to believing as you do."

"That's bullshit!" Stella exclaimed, but she didn't withdraw from him. Instead, her grip on his hand tightened. "When you called me a whore, and talked about my greedy cunt, you weren't even speaking in your own voice!"

Adrian turned his face away, as if to hide from her words. "You can't expect me to suddenly believe in the supernatural. There has to be some other reason for this."

"Why?" Stella jumped to her feet and moved to stand directly before him. When he wouldn't lift his head to meet her eyes, she grasped his chin and made him look at her. "What if that room channels ...

... some kind of energy? Not a spirit, per se, but a... a sensual energy that manifests in a way our human brains can understand."

Adrian cocked an eyebrow. "And that energy rubs your clit and fucks you senseless?"

Stella drew in a sharp breath, and he noticed a blush heating her cheeks. "Yeah," she replied defiantly, "and you channeled that energy while fucking me for hours last night." He tried to shake his head, but she held him fast. "That's not any crazier than your shared hallucination theory!"

Adrian let out a sigh even while enjoying the feel of her fingers against his skin. "Touché," he conceded with a wry smile. "But can you understand why I'm struggling with this? The way I see the world has changed.I've changed."

"I've changed, too," Stella said. "And I know it's frightening to face the unknown. But I was never once afraid of you last night. Whatever that entity is, it's not evil."

"The fuck it isn't!" Adrian sputtered.

She shook her head. "He could have hurt me. He could have made you hurt me. But he only made us find pleasure in each other."

Adrian considered her words and realized she was right. Last night, he'd experienced unfamiliar, even disturbing, urges, such as the desire to fuck Stella's face, but he didn't want to be rough with her, so he was able to resist the temptation to drive his cock into her throat. And Stella had said that the first time the presence pinched her nipples, it stopped as soon as the sensation became painful to ...