Then our lovemaking takes on a life of its own. Her hands are all over me, jerking on me, wanting me to fill her, to lose myself, to let her heat scorch my soul.
If our time together will soon be over, I want something to remember her by. I want something that'll last past her return to LA. This has me breaking our kiss.
"Hang on a second, sweetheart." I'm on my feet a second later and over to close the drapes. While both of us enjoy being woken by the sun, it's now that I want the light, not in six hours.
With us protected from any prying eyes, I turn on both bedside lamps, flooding the room with warm light. The other thing that's warm is the room, Kelly only covered by a crisp, white sheet.
Although not for long, with me pulling this back, her skin glowing in welcome. "Tonight, I want to see you. All of you."
I settle between her welcoming thighs, positioning myself to enter how I know she likes it. Even without me touching them, her nipples are puckered and just begging to be sucked on.
Her arching her hips in invitation says they're not the only part of her crying out for attention. As always, she's wet with need and ready for me, and I slide home, jerking my hips to seat myself.
I love how her eyes widen, saying more than words ever could, that she loves the sensation. I have to agree when she tightens her muscles, as if to pull me even deeper.
It's an unspoken request I comply with, lifting her gorgeous legs one at a time and propping them on my shoulders and gaining another inch. My balls are now hard against her body, being slammed every time I drive home.
As we speed up, I don't know where to focus. Her breasts bounce in concert with each thrust. Her eyes are at half-mast, and her lips parted as if to further draw on my hard length.
She arches her neck, the muscles corded, her breasts thrust up in response, her breath coming in pants. Much as I want to let go; I keep a tight rein on my release.
I drive harder, deeper, quicker, determined to imprint myself on my gorgeous girl. Am I being selfish in wanting to ruin her for anyone else? You are damned right I am, because that's what she's done for me.
Her muscles ripple along my length as she arches her hips off the bed and hooks her feet behind my neck. It's as if she's determined to be closer still, and I'll not fight her on it.
Taking all my weight on one elbow, I reach down and squeeze her bud, hard enough that she keens in response. However, it's not a cry of pain. Anything but with her shattering around me a second later.
I'm right behind her, pumping my release into her slick core, never wanting it to end, all the while knowing it has to. My body is now as shattered as my world. I collapse, our bodies touching head to toe.
With my cock still buried, I once again claim her lips, surprised after a minute to taste tears. I'm even more surprised when I realize they're mine.
