“Fuck, yeah.” I ran my hands lightly over her breasts.
“Liked seeing me riding your cock?”
Another squeeze. I swallowed hard and pulled her face so that her mouth met mine in a frenzied, passionate kiss.
“Show me, Morgan. Show me how much you like it. How much you want me right now.” She breathed.
“You want me?” I picked her up, and she wrapped her legs around my waist, her heels digging into the backs of my legs.
“Yes, yes, I want you, Morgan,” she moaned as I sucked her neck.
I laid her gently down on the bed and for a moment I just looked at her, lying in my bed, hair fanned out around her, chest heaving in anticipation. I loved her, I was in love with her.
“Morgan?” She looked up at me, her brow furrowed in confusion.
“Just looking at you, taking a picture in my mind of you like this.” I smiled at her and ran my fingers up her thigh. I turned to pick up my phone off the floor and took a picture of her.
“I love seeing my marks on your neck, my scratches down your back.” Her fingers were working on her clit, and her hips were moving in time with them.
“I like it when you mark me too, baby. It shows that I’m all yours.” I dropped to my knees between her legs.
Her fingers stopped their movement, and she propped herself up on her elbows. “I’m all yours, too. Fuck me, Morgan.”
I lapped at her opening as she began rubbing at her clit again. “Mmm,” I moaned into her; I loved her taste and couldn’t get enough of it.
“Morgan, I need you. Please.” She panted.
“Okay, baby.”
I stood, got in between her legs, and pushed gently into her, savouring every second. Her hips bucked when I was balls deep. I pulled out, watching her face as her eyes closed in pleasure and thrust back into her hard and fast.
Her hands moved to my back, and she began dragging her nails down me. The pain-pleasure mix was intense, and I loved it. I kept on withdrawing from her slowly, then slamming into her over and over until I couldn’t take it anymore. I pumped her hard and fast. Our moans filled my room, I looked down to her bouncing breasts and felt a surge in my cock.
“Come for me, Andie.” I gasped.
“I’m coming, I’m coming,” she yelled, gripping my arse tightly.
I felt my orgasm building. The tingling sensation ran from my toes, up my legs, and my balls tightened before I came deep inside her. I thrust harder needing to get every bit of my seed as far as I could into her.
“I love you, Andie.” Another jerk and I was empty.
Afterwards as we lay in bed, I pulled the covers off the floor and laid them over us. Andie lay with her head on my chest, her finger drawing circles on my skin.
“What are you thinking about?” She looked up to me, her beautiful green eyes staring into mine.
“I’m sorry about what I said, when I uh…”
“Morg, don’t worry about it. Everyone says things in the heat of the moment, it’s like the brain short circuits.”
“But I do feel that way. Iamin love with you. I have been from the start. Downstairs when you said, ‘I’m Morgan’s girlfriend’—fuck, I want that so bad, Andie.” My voice cracked and I looked up at the ceiling, unable to look at her.
I heard her sigh. She got out of bed and started to get dressed. I watched her as pangs of pain hit me in the chest.
“I’d better get going, your parents will be back soon, and I have work tonight.”
I sat up. “Are we not even going to talk about it?” I couldn’t stop the quiver in my voice or the tears that broke free and ran silently down my cheeks. I clenched my fists tightly, trying to contain the hurt and anger that was growing inside me.
She looked at me and took a deep breath. “Morgan, I care about you, too. I just can’t get into this right now.”
