“James…” I whispered, using my second hand to caress my breasts, imagining it was one of his large, rough palms.
“That’s it,” he breathed, his eyes boring into me.
My fingers didn’t even have time to grow tired before I felt myself approaching the edge. I felt my cheeks flush, my heartbeat quicken, and my abdomen start to flutter. My fingers slipped lower, wanting to plunge within me rather than just focus on the hot button of pleasure at my apex, but then James was striding forward again and firmly gripping my arm.
“Get up,” he said simply.
I did, using his arm to help me, and then he was turning me around. I looked over my shoulder and the look he gave me was pure sex, making my legs shake even more.
With one firm hand on the middle of my make, he bent me forward until my hands were gripping the cushion of the soft chair and my knees were pressed against it. Then, I felt him crouch behind me, and my underwear was being slid down my legs.
I stepped out of it once he was down to my feet and I didn’t think that I had ever been so tightly wound before. I needed him inside of me as much as I needed air, and I worried that if I didn’t get it soon, that I might combust.
Finally, he stood, and I heard his pants unzipping. I got out a single gasp before I felt him pressing against my center and then sliding forward.
God! He was so big. I didn’t know how I forgot every time, but somehow, I managed. He stood there a moment, letting me adjust, then slowly pumped in and out of me.
Another sharp gasp escaped my mouth, so his hand came around to press over my mouth. It didn’t obstruct my ability to breathe, but it did help keep me quiet. The last thing we wanted was for someone to get wise to our little improvised mambo.
He picked up speed as we went along, drenching my brain and my entire being in absolute euphoria. I was already so close to the edge when we had started that it didn’t take me long to feel my end coming.
“Oh James, I’m close!” I managed to rasp, my breath a high-pitched whine.
“Don’t come yet,” he ordered, reaching down to grip my arms and pull them behind me so that he was supporting all of my upper body.
Of course, that made the angle chance and I felt like I had been shot with lightning. My spine arched, making me nearly form a U, and it took all of me to bare down and not lose myself.
It seemed like an eternity but was likely only a couple of minutes before I felt James throb within me, and I knew he too was about to reach completion.
“Now,” he ordered, giving me permission to lose myself to the white-hot pleasure at my feet.
And lose it I did. I let myself fall into paradise, and soon my whole body was enveloped by the indescribable pleasure that shook me from head to toe.
As if that weren’t enough, James found his own end too, and I felt him emptying into me, completing the moment. It was hot, and raw, and everything I had been craving for weeks.
Once the rush faded, we both sank onto the seat, breathing hard. I looked into him, and I had to fight the feeling that we were connected as more than just friends with benefits.
A good amount of time passed before he sighed contentedly and let his head fall back.
“I suppose you should get dressed so we can actually buy those shoes.”
“I suppose so,” I answered, sliding out of his lap. I wobbled a bit, but he caught me, making sure that I was steady before standing up to clean up the bit of a mess we made. I couldn’t help but wonder how many couples had been there before us, doing the same reckless thing and never leaving the place exactly how it had been before.
But one thing was for certain, new shoes or not, I was certainly going to be walking a little funny the rest of the day.
***
I thought I had known exhaustion before. I thought I knew what it was like to have my feet hurt from a long day, and my back yell at me to sit down for a moment, but as I stood in my brand-new apartment, looking over the Mississippi river, I was more bone tired than I had been in ages.
But it was done. I had everything a girl could dream of. A full kitchen. A bedroom set with all matching furniture. A sofa, a love seat and a recliner. Even a dining room set! My life was more furnished than it had ever been, and I felt like I was still catching up to it.