Hey y’all, it’s Emmy again. Thanks for encouraging our stories. I’m glad Steven posted what he did because I’ve needed to get what happened next out as a form of therapy. Heed the trigger warning.
❤️Emmy
My heart was torn. Without Steven, my bed felt lonely. There was a comfort at home as we talked and hung out. But at work I couldn’t help but notice Nathan’s lingering glances, the way he’d brush against me moving around crowded rooms. The tension between us was high.
Nathan made things obvious. Unlike Steven, he was confident. Taller than Steven and lean. I had come a long way from the innocent Christian girl I was 5 years ago, but the cross necklace laying against my chest still meant something.
I was not about to be a notch in his bedpost and I made that clear at a bar night with the younger nurses and some of the residents.
“That’s great” he whispered in my ear. “Keeping morale is a sign of a strong woman.”
He stayed close and we made small talk. I had to be careful. Whatever choice I made would dictate the future of my relationship with Steven. I trusted him when we said we’d always be best friends, but if I picked Nathan the love would be forever severed.
I was on a night shift with Nathan, I was battling myself. I leaned over to look at the picture on my desk. I’m sitting on the hood of Grappa’s beloved (now Steven’s) beloved 72 Trans Am laughing, and Steven grinning at some stupid thing he said.
Nathan came up behind me and grabbed my ass. I whipped around.
“What the fu—“
He grabbed me in an embrace and kissed me.
“Get off me!”
“Room 6 is empty. You’ve been coy, playing hard to get. But I can tell. You want it as much as me.”
“No! Let go!”
He grabbed my wrist and started pulling.
“Leave her alone!” An angry female voice said from behind. It was Rebecca, the other resident on duty.
She held me. My boss was called and she rushed in. His boss was called. I called Steven. I was sent home. Before I went home, my boss Denise stopped me.
“This will be handled. And I’ll do all in my power to get you moved to that job in the Women’s Hospital you applied for.”
I was a wreck. That night I didn’t want to be alone and called Steven into my room. For the first time in over a month, I asked him to sleep with me. I needed his comfort. He tried to hug me and I flinched. Then leaned into him and cried.
“I’m sorry” were his only words.
“I can’t believe I jeopardized our relationship for this.” I said through tears. “You’re too good for me. I’m such an idiot.”
“Uhhhh…no.” Steven said soothingly. “You’re my best friend and I love you. I’ll always love you. You had no control over what happened. Emmy. Even if you fall out of love with me, you’re not stupid. I’ve told you a million times that you could have any guy you want and I’ll support you. You’re not to blame for anything.”
“How does it feel?” I asked. “To be the only man I want.”
He held me and we collapsed into bed. I woke up from a nightmare that night and woke Steven up.
As he comforted me, I asked “do you still love me?”
“Always.”
“Show me.”
“How?”
“Actions speak louder than words.”
“Are you sure? Look, you know I love you but I think you’re too vulnerable right no—“
I climbed on top and kissed him. Never in my life had I needed this connection this much. I felt like I had done him wrong. Over a month since our loveless roll play. Months since we made love. My body ached for it. I needed to be one with him and close the void I’d made.
I pulled his shorts down, his shirt over his head. I pulled my shorts off and sat on top of him as I pulled my shirt off. The look in his eyes was still one of wonder, not lust. It only encouraged me.
I stroked his penis as it grew hard in my hand. His gentle moans made me wet. I went down on him, enjoying the sounds he made. His hands went through my hair. A fire was burning inside me as I climbed on top of him again.
As I slid him in me, I felt his hands gently grab my breasts. I moaned. I slowly rode his penis as he touched my clit.
“I love you Emmy.”
“I love you tooooOOOOOHHH!” His words overwhelmed me and I came on him.
He began to play with my clit again, but I stopped him. “I can orgasm vaginally. And I just want to enjoy you inside me.”
“Emmy. You don’t have to make anything up to me. I know what you’re trying to do.”
“Steven…mmmmm…the love in your eyes fills my heart and soul. Let me have this. Ooooohh fuck that feels good. I need to feel whole again as only you can do.”
I continued riding him through another orgasm. I took his hand and placed it on my breast. His gentle touch felt so good. I could feel my muscles squeeze him tight. His own orgasm building. My pace picked up until I shuddered and collapsed on him as his seed filled me.
“I love you. Heart, body, and soul. I’m yours forever. I’m the luckiest woman to have such a caring man.”
“I love you, too. And nah, I’m the lucky one. You always pick me.”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gut96j/tw_sexual_assault_my_best_friend_part_8_emmys
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I’m sorry that happened, but happy it brought you closer together again