Cherry Girl (Neil & Elaina 1)

I kept going, plunging harder…faster…deeper.

She started to shudder and shake. Her mouth opened in an O and her head fell back, pushing out her breasts in a beautiful arch.

Say it!

I could feel the contractions of her walls gripping and the burn down low, right before the spunk shot up the shaft.

Fuckin’ say it, beautiful girl. I was gonna die if I didn’t hear the words from her.

“I love you!” she cried.

“Again,” I returned, still riding her hard.

“I love you so much, Neil.”

I shattered.

There is no other word to express my experience in that moment. The orgasm shattered me. Elaina’s declaration shattered me. My love for Elaina, and her acceptance of that love, shattered me. My Elaina loving me back, shattered me.

We crystalized together in a volcanic culmination of intimacy and pleasure that could only be felt. No description possible.

Minutes later we were still panting. Bodies still joined, hearts still pounding, separated only by the skin and bone that encased them.

****

“I see something worrying you on that beautiful face of yours.” I traced her brow and then moved down her jaw, and finally to her lips, which were puffy and red from what I’d been doing to them for hours. “What is it?”

“You have to drive me home soon.” She yawned sleepily.

Umm…I have you naked in my bed. Do you think I am fuckin’ stupid, beautiful girl? I couldn’t help the grin that spread over my face. “Well, I think you must have forgotten something you said to me earlier then.”

“I’m sure I said a great deal of things to you earlier.”

“You did. Things like ‘yeeees’, ‘don’t stop’, and ‘give me more of your big cock, baby.’”

She poked me in the ribs and tried to get in a tickle but I grabbed her hand, knowing I was in for a lifetime of sneak attacks now that she knew my secret.

“You pompous idiot, I did not say that,” she laughed.

“But this one I have in writing, Cherry. You sent me an email at precisely 2:58 pm that said, and I quote, ‘if you think I’m allowing you to drive me home tonight you are dreaming.’”

She smiled as understanding dawned and shook her head at me. “You still haven’t worked it out quite right, mister. What I actually said was that you were ‘bloody’ dreaming.”

I couldn’t resist a kiss and gettin’ in a good handful of her perfect arse cheeks, pulling her against my hips so she could feel what her body did to mine.

“Ahh, right you are. So in deference to your earlier wishes, I’m going to have to turn you down now, on taking you home.”

“Hmm…well, you are a very conflicted person then, aren’t you?” She raised a brow and clucked at me.

“No. Not at all. Why do you say that?”

“I seem to remember that I told you to ‘leave me alone’ as well, and you certainly ignored that request.” She pointed her eyes down below my waist where my cock was half-hard again. “Obviously.”

She laughed out loud, the sound of her making me so happy. Hearing the easiness in her, knowing we could amuse each other with silly idiotic comments and teasing, was incredible.

“I love you,” I said.

“I love you,” she said.