“Use it then,” she said breathlessly.
And a mouth to match. I circled her entrance a bit, needing to tease her. Needing to draw this out. I knew this would be good, and if I was only going to have it for night, I was going to savor it.
I sank inside slowly, just letting my tip get squeezed by her tight entrance. She moaned lightly at the intrusion, but pushed down, asking for more.
I didn’t allow her to rush me. I wanted to memorize every sensation I felt. I’d save this memory for when I was alone and needed it.
Once I was all the way in, my pelvis pressed to her thighs, I had to take a moment. It was embarrassing how close she kept me to coming constantly.
Her legs wrapped around my waist as I entered her fully. I ran my hand over her thigh. “How do you feel?” I asked.
“Full,” she mumbled.
I ran my finger over her clit, just teasing her a bit. As I did, she arched, already sensitive and ready to go once again.
“Are you ready for me to move?” I asked. While she was still so tight, she was no longer gripping me so hard.
She nodded and I tested, pulling out almost to the tip and plunging back in, filling her completely.
She cried out. Her hands were balled in the sheets, gripping them hard. Pleasure coursed through my veins. Every pump of my cock brought me closer to climax.
But I wasn’t going to come alone. I rubbed her clit faster now, trying to gauge her reaction and follow the pace she liked.
“Ellery, please,” she cried.
My name on her lips sounded different than it ever had. I’d been called Ellery my entire life, but something about her saying it made me want to hear it again and again.
“Yes, cry my name,” I said.
“Ellery, fuck.”
I was so close now. I could feel the base of my spine tingle and my balls draw up.
Her walls tightened around me and squeezed my cock even harder. That was it. White took over my vision as I came hardinto the condom. I pumped into her a few more times, letting her pussy milk me until there was nothing left.
I fell on top of her, both of us breathless and spent. Not wanting to crush her under my weight, I rolled us to the side. My cock was still inside her. I knew I should pull out and take the condom off, but I needed to feel her for a bit longer. Something about her made me want her for more than one night, but that wasn’t an option. This was the way it had to be, the way I wanted it to be. I wouldn’t forget her for a long while, though.
“I need to use the restroom,” she said after a few moments.
I let her get up and stood to throw the condom away then wipe myself off. I slid on the sweats I’d brought, planning for this.
When she came out, she was in the robe the hotel provided. It showed off the swell of her thigh and curve of her waist.
Yeah, I really didn’t want this to be done.
“Have you seen my phone?” she asked as she started getting dressed.
I helped her look and found it tossed under the desk. “Thanks.” She started shimmying back into her strewn around clothes. Normally, I appreciated when they left quickly, but this time I wished she would be a bit slower to leave. This was good, though, how it should be.
I helped her zip her dress up, getting one last whiff of that pomegranate scent.
She turned back to me, her wide hazel eyes unsure. She bit her lip. “Thank you,” she said.
“No, thank you.” I again had the urge to kiss her goodbye, but I didn’t.
I walked her to the door, and watched as she gave me a final glance before retreating down the hall.
The door clicked shut and I was once again alone. Though I was on a high from the sex, I wished it didn’t end quite so quickly.
