We fall into a steady rhythm, not too fast, not too slow, my hips working, hers rocking in sync with each drive.
‘Yes,’ I moan, and she whimpers in response. She pulls me closer, our kisses wild, breathless and messy. After a minute or so, I feel a burn in my upper arms. She’s rasping now, and I pray I can bring her to a release before I lose control and come inside her. I want so badly to leave her satisfied. I move my hand to her hip, lift her knee higher, which shifts the angle of my thrusts so I can drive deeper. Her eyes fly open. I watch as her mouth opens, as though she’s trying to vocalize something, but our movements have robbed her of the ability to think straight.
‘Right there,’ she manages, ‘oh god, Jake, don’t stop, don’t s—’
Her breasts bounce with my every thrust. On her face is a look of tormented ecstasy that I will never forget so long as I can draw breath. She’s sensational. She’smmm-ingandaah-inglike she’s edging closer until out of nowhere, she gasps. There’s a split-second moment where she’s still, before her head goes back. She pushes her chest out and that’s when I feel it. The walls of her pussy gripping me, in spasm. Unbridled, blissful cries fill the room as her body shudders, and I feel her come around me.
I slow my speed, but pride pounds in my veins. That was me. I made her feel that good.
Her eyes flutter open and her hand goes to my cheek.
My breath is uneven, like I just fought my way through an offensive tackle. ‘You’re beautiful,’ I splutter.
She breaks out into a huge smile, verging on a laugh, like she can’t quite believe what just happened. My balls tighten at the sight of her all sated, sweaty and post-orgasm.
‘Do you mind if I…?’ I ask, because every cell in my body is screaming out with desire for her.
She nods enthusiastically. I pick up speed again. I can’t hold out much longer, but the concern I felt at leaving her unsatisfied is gone. I stroke into her, over and over, and her nails claw my back.
‘That’s it,’ she murmurs, and I feel my climax start to build, the explosion beginning deep within my balls. My hips grind erratically, before my dick twitches and pure, unfiltered pleasure pulses through my bones. The noises that emerge from my lips are almost savage, but damn if Serenity ain’t smiling up at me as I fill the condom, our gazes locked, driving into her until I’m spent.
My body goes limp. I sink down, careful not to crush her, sliding out of her and using my elbow to lower myself down by her side.
We lie there for a moment, bodies in disarray, naked and breathless.
‘Are you alright?’ I breathe.
‘I’m good,’ she hums in return.
I sit up to deal with the condom. I get up and walk butt naked to the bathroom to dispose of it. When I come back, Serenity’s snuggled under the covers. The apples of her cheeks are tinged a rose pink, her skin dewy with afterglow, her hair splayed out over the pillows. I climb inside with her, and she tangles her legs up with mine, leaning her head against my chest. For a few moments, neither of us talks.
‘Can I make an observation?’ she says eventually.
I clear my throat. ‘Sure.’
‘What was the name of the second girlfriend? The brainiac?’
‘Gracie Olavsen.’
‘Oh. Okay, well… It’s just that I think Gracie Olavsen might have been missing out.’
My laughter comes from deep within my chest. I sink lower and stroke her hair, kissing Serenity’s lips.
‘I never had good sex like that before,’ I whisper against her mouth.
‘Me either,’ she says back and then we’re doing the eye contact thing again. The mood between us is so intense that I almost look away.
‘I need to tell you something,’ I say.
‘What is it?’
‘Sam Conway paid me a visit. After I left here, Friday night. Wants me to take her daughter out on another date. Practically threatened me when I refused.’
Her eyebrows creep up. ‘Another date with Lemon?’
I shake my head. ‘I swear, there’s nothing to it. She thinks I’m single, which I’m clearly not, but I can’t tell anybody else that yet.’
‘You’re not single?’ she asks with a smile.
