The feel of his strong body behind me, the slap of our skin as he pounds into me, the brush of his hot breaths fanning over the back of my neck, and the tight grip on my hips showing me exactly who’s in charge bring everything up to the next level.
A string of murmured words fills the air between us, but I’m so far gone I can’t really focus on what he’s saying, and all I hear is the steady stream of his voice and the way his tone shifts between soft and encouraging to dark and dirty as he gives me the fucking of a lifetime.
I have no idea how long we stay like that. It could be a few minutes, or it could be half an hour, as time seems to lose all meaning, and the only thing I can focus on is how good everything feels.
I’m brought back to reality when a warm hand wraps around my aching cock, and all it takes is three firm strokes before my body tightens and my orgasm explodes out of me.
Wave after wave of pleasure crashes over me, and I’m barely aware of Xave stiffening behind me. Then he drives his dick so deep inside me it feels like we’re fused together as he comes with a stifled cry.
The sensation of something warm filling me sends me over the edge again, and another, less powerful, orgasm ripples through me as Xave collapses against my back.
“Holy fuck,” he mutters against my neck, and I slowly blink my eyes open.
We stay like that for a few moments, then Xave slowly pulls out of me and steps back.
I wobble on my feet at the loss of his body, and he cradles my hips to help steady me as I get my bearings back.
When I’m able to stand on my own, he lets go, and the chill that washes over me chases away the last of the good feels from my orgasms.
It takes a few fumbling attempts before I’m able to tuck myself away and do up my pants, and when I finally turn around, I’m surprised to see Xave is still behind me.
I figured he’d disappear while I was distracted, and the shadowy outline of his body in the dark woods is weirdly calming as I quickly button up my jacket.
“You good?” he asks, all traces of his sex voice gone, so he sounds like he normally does. The change is a bit jarring, but it doesn’t erase the flicker of something I can’t quite place that moves through my chest at the question.
He could have just left me alone, and I wouldn’t have faulted him for it. But it means a lot that he didn’t, and that he seems to genuinely care if I’m okay.
“Yeah.” I clear my throat when the word comes out a bit choked and hoarse. “I’m good.”
“Did I hurt you?”
My neck flushes hot, and I rake one hand through my hair to push it back from my forehead. “No, that was… You didn’t hurt me,” I finish lamely.
How can I possibly describe what just happened between us? Hotter than it should have been? Better than I could have ever imagined? Life alteringly amazing?
I nearly laugh at myself. Who knew multiple orgasms would make me so hyperbolic?
“Can you find your way back to campus?”
I look around, but it’s so dark I can’t see any sources of light beyond the tiny bits of moonlight filtering through the canopy of trees over us. I know we’re not far into the woods, but I have no idea which way will bring me back to campus.
“Um, no, I don’t think so,” I admit.
“Come on. It’s just this way.”
Keeping his shadowy outline in my sights, I fall into step behind him, and just like I thought, we’ve only walked about a half dozen steps when there’s a break in the trees.
Xave slips out first, and he briefly turns to face me. It’s still too dark to see all of his features, even with his hood down, but the smirk-smile on his full lips is unmistakable.
“See you around,” he says, a hint of his sex voice creeping into his tone.
Instead of walking back toward the front of the buildings, he heads parallel to the forest, staying in the shadows until he disappears from sight.
Shoving my hands in my jacket pockets, I hurry between the buildings and back toward the main part of campus.
I just let Xave fuck me against a tree after scaring the ever-loving crap out of me, and I can’t wait to do it again.
Yeah, I’m not just fucked up, I’m completely and royally fucked.
