Remi
Aliciapulledmywalletout of my coat and handed it to me.I unfolded it to pull the condom out of its spot in the deepest pocket behind my credit card.The whole time she kissed my neck and ran her hands down my stomach until they slipped under my waistband causing my fingers to fumble.I had to give up entirely when she gripped my shaft and pumped one stroke.My balls drew taught, and precum dripped onto my boxers.
She turned her face to me.I bent to kiss her.The taste of her pussy mixed with the taste of her mouth, and the flavor made my head swim.She was familiar and new.
I tossed my wallet somewhere and took hold of her ass with one hand.Squeezing, I savored the way she spilled between my fingers.
With hurried movements, she pushed my pants and boxers down until she could slip her wet cunt up and down the side of my erection.
Her head fell back with a sigh, and I let my forehead drop to her shoulder watching where we met, her reddish-brown hair glistening at her mound’s deepest point.I licked my lips wanting to taste her again, if not for the insistent throb in my cock.
“Fuck,” I groaned, taking hold of her hip to keep her rocking.
The foil packet between my palm and the tabletop shifted, drawing my attention to her fingers tugging at it.She tore it and rolled the latex down my shaft.Her eyes met mine as she placed my head at her entrance.I wanted to tell her how, what, I was feeling.That she was everything to me.That my heart had been lost, and it’d found home as soon as I’d found myself face-to-face with her all those weeks ago.
But her amber gaze was molten.
And I couldn’t find the ability to speak.
Instead, I pushed into her inch-by-inch.Her head fell back, her mouth open in a silent moan.I slipped out almost completely pushing in again.Every muscle in my body tightened to keep my pace slow.
I knew nothing—not what this meant to her.If this would be just once or ...Kissing her, making love to her, might be the worst act I could do for the preservation of my heart, but I’d deal with the fall out later.I would do anything for this.It didn’t matter what condition she left me in, I would do this again.And again.And again.
“I needed this,” she whined.
I could only nod.
“You have such a hold on me.”She hugged her arms around my neck.“Nothing feels this good.”
Cupping her jaw, I urged her head up to kiss her again.To fold our bodies, and souls into one.I never wanted to be separated from her again.I wanted to capture this.Us.
An old wound in my heart cracked open, and I begged silently,Let her love me too.
But I was willing to accept anything to feel her cunt tighten around my cock and hear the sounds she made as I plunged to her very limits over and over.Our movements grew more urgent.Her fingernails dug into the flesh of my upper ass.I snaked one of my hands up her shirt to pinch and circle her nipple.Her gasps spurred me, and I heard the tear of her bra before I even realized what I was about to do.I didn’t have time to offer to replace it before I lowered my head to pull her breast into my mouth.
She cried out, and I felt the ripples of her orgasm around my cock.Waves crashed over me.Her nipple fell from my mouth with a pop, and I fell atop her, gasping into her hair.
We were silent except for our panting breaths.She finally spoke, saying, “I cannot believe this table was able to take that.”
I chuckled.Pushing up to my elbow, I looked down at her.I’d have to pull out from inside her, and deal with the condom soon—just not yet.“Sorry about your bra.I didn’t mean to rip it.”
Her pleased smile grew slowly.“You did, though.You ripped the shit out of it.”
“I kinda lost my fucking mind.”
Her eyes darkened.“Me too.”
I opened my mouth, ready for those three words to fall out, but chickened out at the last moment.“Do you want to come to my place, or should I go grab my box of protection and come back here?”
My soul left my body in the breath of time before she spoke, and uncertainty flickered across her face.
But then, she ran a palm along the stubble of my jaw.“Your bed’s more comfortable than mine.”
“Good, I miss my pillows smelling like you.”
A naked Alicia lay draped across my chest, her hand rested in a gentle fist right above my heart.We’d tossed my blankets and sheets, and we’d need them eventually, but for now our bodies were hot and slick with sweat.My pulse slowly lowered to its normal rhythm.For the first time in weeks, my brain was silent from the constant need for her.In its absence was peace.
Not even the aching desire for her to love me could whisper in my ear.Not when loving her was enough.
