My hand came around to his head, needing him somehow closer. I pulled on his curly, wet strands, probably painfully, but he didn’t seem to mind.
A few more strokes and I came on his tongue. I pulled him somehow closer, feeling him even deeper.
I collapsed onto the bed, absolutely boneless after riding his face.
He kissed my buttcheek and pulled away. I turned back when I heard the tear of foil and saw Ellery ripping a condom with his teeth, holding his cock with the other hand.
He rolled it down his length and I felt him line up with my cunt. He teased my entrance, but I didn’t want that. I wantedhim to fuck me. I leaned back against him and pressed myself into him, sheathing him halfway.
He hissed as I did, holding my hips steady. “This is going to be over too quickly if you keep doing that.”
I tried to push back more, liking the way he squirmed, but I was held very still. He withdrew almost all the way before sinking back in slowly. It was excruciating, and I wanted more. I wanted to be fucked hard.
But he continued to set this slow pace, easing in and out, snapping his hips right at the end to thrust into me hard. The motion hit my g spot every time, and it built a slow, intense orgasm inside of me. Though I savored every motion, I still wanted more.
His hand came around to rub my clit. I wanted to lower my head, to close my eyes and allow myself to really feel it, but his fist in my hair had no give.
He also picked up his pace, fucking into me harder and faster, giving it to me exactly the way I wanted.
Pleasure coursed through my body, flooding my system as I came. It was drawn out, brought on slower than the ones before.
I felt his hips fall out of rhythm and slam into me one final time before he emptied inside the condom.
He fell to the bed, but I was so exhausted I couldn’t move, and sleep found me quickly.
Ellery
I awoke warmer than normal.The smell of pomegranate permeated my nose. It was all rather pleasant in a way I rarely experience.
When I opened my eyes I realized it was Juniper, now wrapped around my body. Her breath was still even, telling me she was asleep. I almost never slept with someone. The only time I had, I woke up and left before they could notice, or I was so drunk, the hangover was all I could pay attention to before I left.
But this was how relationships were. There was no slipping out or just leaving after the fact. It was strange. My last actual girlfriend was in college, and she stayed in her sorority house normally.
I also needed to remind myself this wasn’t dating, not really. This was a ruse. I waspayingher to be here. There was no way a relationship built on a transaction could work. And I didn’t want it to, anyway. The entire point of this was toavoida relationship. I wanted a carefree, easy going life, not to be tied down to someone.
Though, as I thought that, I took another deep breath and pulled her a bit closer.
In a moment I could only describe as poor judgement, I pressed my lips to the top of her head. I imagined once again what it might be like to kiss her. She was very adamant about not kissing. I wasn’t sure what the big deal was. People kissed all the time. And I kisseda lot.I enjoyed kissing. Her avoiding it made it feel like a bigger deal than it would be. And made me want it more.
I wasn’t sure how long I laid like that, but Juniper eventually started moving. At first she sunk into me deeper, still in a haze. It was nice when slightly uninhibited, she seemed to lean into me for comfort.
Eventually, she woke fully, looking up at me with bleary eyes.
“Good morning, moon,” I said.
I didn’t know when I started calling her that, or really why, but it had a habit of slipping out on its own.
She sat up slightly and looked around confused. It was a bit funny to watch. Every other day she’d been up before me, so seeing her this disheveled was a special treat of its own.
After a few minutes, it seemed the sleep cleared and she was more alert. And aware of my nearness.
“Morning,” she said, a flush coming to her cheeks. “I need to go to the bathroom.” She said it too quickly, as if she just needed an escape plan, but slipped off the bed and padded to the bathroom before I could say anything. Her hair was in a frizzy bun and her sleep shorts had rode up, showing off the bottom curve of her behind.
My cock roared to life again. Something about this woman had me keyed up seemingly all the time. I tried to calm down before she came out, and got pretty close, but as soon as she came out, wrapped in only a towel, showing off her thighs and squeezing her tits together to hold it up on the top, I was done for once again.
I waited for her to make her way to her suitcase before I slipped out of bed and into the bathroom. I knew we’d decided that his arrangement could be physical, but I didn’t want her thinking it was all I ever thought about.
I stripped off my clothes, getting ready for the shower and realized Juniper left her dirty clothes on the floor. I looked around for a moment as if I weren’t alone in the bathroom before reaching down and picking up her panties. They were bright pink and cheeky, made of a silky material.
