Reaching for her, I pulled her back up to kiss me again as I hooked my thumbs in her yoga pants. They came off easily, and she tossed them away. Then, I pulled her into position, straddling me just below my cock. She sat up and continued to stroke me, adjusting herself over me so that each stroke brushed her clit. Her eyes rolled back, and she suddenly moved me into position and sat down, plunging my rod deep inside her.
Chloe cried out and began to rock immediately. Her mouth fell open, and she moaned as she slid my cock deeper into her than I had ever felt. She was tight and wet and pulsing around me, and I wasn’t sure how long I would be able to last before I came. Her eyes opened again and focused on mine, and the intensity was unlike anything I had ever felt. There wasn’t just lust there anymore. This was powered by something stronger, something deeper.
She collapsed into me, crushing her breasts into my chest as I grabbed hold of her ass in both hands and guided her in up-and-down motions on me. She moaned deeply in my ear, just inches away as she rode me, and I could sense she was nearing a climax. Her cries were getting shorter, closer together, and breathier. She was slamming down on top of me, and suddenly she sat up, her body clenching and her voice filling the room.
“Please,” she breathily cried. “Please fuck me.”
I rolled her onto her back, pulling myself up into position on top of her. She wrapped her legs around my waist as I plunged into her. Her cries of passion were met with my own as I balled up my fists on either side of her, using my hips to rock into her as hard as I could. She vibrated and curled and squirmed under my body, and I knew she was writhing in the throes of a climax.
When she finally calmed some, I brought my lips to hers and then slid down to her breasts. I took one between my lips and sucked, getting another moaning cry from her. Then I exited her, moving my lips down to her hips. She filled her hand with my hair as I plunged between her thighs, letting my tongue slide through her folds.
Chloe pulled at my arms, urging me to change position so that we lay opposite of each other. On our sides, I pulled one leg over me and licked her clit as I plunged a finger deep inside her. As I did, she took my cock into her mouth again, sucking me and moaning with each thrust of my finger. I could feel how wet she was, how eager her body had prepared itself for me. Her hips rocked as I licked her, and she tried to take all of me into her mouth. Her lips nearly reached my base, and I felt myself reaching a climax of my own.
I pulled myself from her mouth and maneuvered around her. Pulling one leg up over my arm, I drove into her again, her body prepared and waiting for me, already stretched and wet. The sensation was overwhelming, and our eyes were locked into each other once more. I slammed my cock into her in slow, deep motions and saw the ecstasy in her expression. She was close again, and so was I.
Increasing my speed, I felt myself getting dizzying close to losing control. Our eyes stayed trained on one another as I pounded into her faster and faster.
“Come with me,” she cried. “Come with me!”
I roared, and my cock exploded inside her. She writhed as an orgasm rolled through her as well, and the combination of both of us riding that wave together was unlike anything I had ever experienced. When I was finally empty, she pulled me into her breasts, and I caught my breath, my head rested on her and my body satisfied.
30
Chloe
A week later, our day off together rolled around again. It felt completely different this time. I wasn’t dreading an evening holed up in the spare room alone or curled up by myself on the couch watching TV and wondering if he was going to come out and join me. And hoping he didn’t come out and join me. And wishing he would come out and join me.
And hating myself for both of them, and for not being able to just deal with the situation I’d put myself in.
What a massive and wonderful difference a week makes. That day off I woke up feeling madly in love and content with the whole world. It was an incredible feeling being wrapped up naked in Matt’s arms without a care in my mind. I didn’t have to worry about anything or try to come up with ways to be convincing anymore. I didn’t even have to try to hide what was really going on in my mind and my heart and pretend everything was exactly the way we planned it.