Obsession

I press kisses into the nape of her neck just to hear her giggles turn to moans.

“If you tell me what else you’ve got, I might be able to add to that list.”

“Where can I start? Charm, intelligence, charisma.”

Tilly presses her head against mine. Her words come out peppered with hot desire.

“Overrated.”

Off comes her bra, my boxer shorts, her panties. I lick around her already swollen nipples, the meat of her areola like expensive treats, melting in the warmth of my mouth. Her back curves, arching up at the sensation, her legs out to wrap around my waist.

“Like condoms?”

“Go on.”

“I’m good with people, women, especially.”

I’m at the edge of her entrance, Tilly’s hand wrapped around me, guiding me ever closer towards her.

“I don’t like plurals.”

“Do you like happy endings?”

I’m circling her, dangerous close to entering as Tilly passes me from her opening to her clitoris and back again when the sensation is too much to bear.

“If they follow happy stories I do.”

“I thought yesterday was a one off.”

“That was yesterday.”

“You realize, if we continue like this, you’ll have to go on the pill.”

“I only go on the pill if I’m in a committed and loving relationship.”

I’m an inch inside her, maybe more, and Tilly’s just holding me there, feeding me into her at a glacial pace, every single muscle inside her gripping me and begging me to push, which I’m refusing to do, at least until she vocalizes her need. Unprotected sex with Tilly is like winning the superbowl and getting MVP in the very same year. This is insane. Out here in the middle of nowhere and Tilly’s feeding me gently inside her without even suggesting I ought to put a rubber on. I know I should stop her, but should is easy to say when you’re not in this position already, that hand tight around your throbbing shaft, those eyes wide and sexy, those lips full and plump, those nipples like football studs pointing directly at me. I’ll pull out just before I come, I’ll make sure of that.

“I’ll have to check my schedule.”

“What makes you think I’m asking you?”

Her legs link around the back of me. If I wanted to pull out already and stop this before we’ve already begun, the moment has gone. Tilly moans as she lets me ease my way inside her.

“I guess I’d call it a hunch.”

Now my words are peppered with attempts to control my breathing.

“That’s quite an assumption.”

Nothing in this world has ever felt as good. As Tilly opens herself up to me, her arms as well as her legs now wrapped around my body and pulling me towards her, I let the weight take me and slide fully inside her.

“I wouldn’t say it if I didn’t believe it.”

Deep inside her now, I feel her entire being surround me.

“What else do you believe?”

“That you want the same as I do.”

“A committed and loving relationship?”

“Sex without condoms.”

I push deep again, effortless in my penetration, a perfect fit inside her.

“Come inside me.”

“I can’t.”

“That wasn’t a question.”

“Then you’ll have to wait a little longer for the answer.”

Tilly digs her nails into my back, not too hard to penetrate the skin, but hard enough to tell me I’m hers and no-one else’s. She doesn’t need to tell me, but I like that she has done.

“You go home tomorrow.”

“So do you.”

Tilly arches her back in an attempt to push away from me, her arms now flat against the rug just to grab hold of anything real.

“Fuck, Landon. That feels so good.”

It does feel good. In fact, it actually feels incredible. I don’t fuck outside as much as I’d like, and even though the chance that we are going to get caught is extremely slim, it still turns me on that we might. Not only that, out here I feel totally free. It’s warm enough that we can lie here naked without getting cold, and not too hot that it feels exhausting to do so. The dappled sun on my back is just enough to please me, the sound of Tilly’s moans alone making my skin pulse with electric shivers.

“Kiss me.”

I kiss her. I kiss her neck, her chest, her throat. I kiss the tip of her nose and suck the saliva off her tongue. I kiss around her nipples and then pull out momentarily so I can kiss from her belly button down to her core.

When I go to push back inside her, I do so from a completely different position, this time with Ti

lly back on top of me.

“I thought you wanted to see the tree tops swaying.”

Tilly leans back and spreads her hands out behind her, her head tilted back far enough to look directly up.

“If I can’t see from here, you’ll just have to make me scream again.”

“Deal.”

I have my legs folded beneath Tilly, my length up inside her, her legs out behind me. Like this, I feel her weight pushing down onto me, gathering me up inside her as deep as I can possibly go.

“I like you, Tilly. Your eyes, your smile, your sense of adventure.”

Tilly has to laugh at that and it breaks her stride momentarily.

“I thought you didn’t like taking unnecessary risks.”

I lay my hands flat out behind myself and look up to the trees swaying majestically in the breeze above us.

“Sometimes they are impossible to avoid.”

Tilly lifts her ass up and down on my cock at such an angle I can see myself spreading her pussy wide. My cock looks magnificent inside her, bare skin on bare skin, tight but full, both of us throbbing, our breathing pushing us towards a risky conclusion.

“You know only one in a thousand right?”

This is a dangerous conversation.

“Statistics are for normal people.”

“Star athletes and underwear models need not apply.”

“How many times are we going to fuck?”

“How many times is it going to take?”

“You’ve already got me, Tilly.”

Any faster and I won’t be able to control this. If she stops at all, I may realize I’ve already gone past the point of no return. She doesn’t realize how dangerous the game she’s playing is either. I want to come inside her more than anything else, there isn’t anything better, I just don’t want to deal with the consequences if things don’t turn out right for us. That’s not to say I don’t want what might result of doing it - imagine coach and Rachel’s face if that happened, there would be no way I’d be accused of not being a family man - I just need us to work out our path first, that’s all. Tilly’s gone from not wanting to be in the same room as me, to wanting me to fill her full of my cum. I need more time to know if she blows hot and cold all the time, or now that she’s finally come around to letting herself get involved with me, it’s going to be as hot as the sun from now on in, hotter still if I give her what she wants from me.