Socially Distanced: A Quarantine Novella

I reach behind her and find the clasp. I release it quickly, and the bra falls to the floor. Kendra grabs the edge of my shirt, and I help her pull it over me. She runs her hands up my arms, over my shoulders, and then down my chest.

“These, too.” She wraps her fingers around the top of my sweats. “I want to see you. All of you.”

I wet my lips and slowly push my sweats and boxers to the floor. Kendra’s eyes widen, and I can see her chest rising and falling with quick breaths. She wastes no time reaching down and stroking my cock.

“Oh, fuck!”

“I meant it when I said I didn’t want to wait.” She strokes me again, running the tip of her finger around the head of my dick before she grabs her own pants and shoves them off her hips. She clasps both of my hands and steps backward, pulling me on top of her as we both hit the mattress.

“

Don’t wait, Sean. I need you. Now.”

I kiss her again, my hand running over her skin and just feeling the warmth of another person’s body. It all feels so foreign to me, I barely remember where to begin. Kendra remembers, of course, and she pushes my hand between her legs.

“Shit…” She’s so wet and warm.

“Now, Sean. Please!”

I grip my shaft with one hand and slide it between her folds. I press the head against her and push forward, holding my breath as I slowly move my hips until I feel her flesh envelop me and…and…

…I’m home.

My breath escapes in a rush, leaving my lungs feeling completely empty. I want to draw in another breath, but my whole body feels as if it’s locked into place, and I wonder for a moment if I will ever move again.

I don’t think I want to.

“Oh, Sean…” Kendra’s hands slide up my arms, gripping my biceps as she lifts her hips to meet me.

I come to my senses—at least a little bit—to take in a breath and press my lips to the side of her neck. I pull my hips back a little, sliding partway out of her before gently pushing back in. The feeling is indescribable. It’s not just part of my body that’s inside of her, but I feel as if we have merged. If I have a soul, it is now completely and totally tied to hers.

“Jesus, Kendra,” I whisper against her ear. “You feel amazing.”

In answer, she wraps her legs around my hips, pulling me deeper into her. I moan loudly, arching my back a little before I pull out and thrust again. I move a little faster, trying to determine the rhythm she wants based on her slight hip movements. I grind against her, pull out, slam into her, grind, pull out…over and over until sweat collects on my neck and shoulders.

I don’t ever want to stop.

“Oh, God!” Kendra cries out as she unwraps her legs from my hips and presses her heels into the mattress, pushing up against me. I grind down again, holding myself in place as she reaches down and grabs my ass with her hands.

As her fingers dig into my backside, I feel her body tense around me. She goes completely silent for a long moment, then groans and drops to the mattress beneath me.

“Oh, fuck! Sean!”

I start moving again, faster this time. I can feel the pressure building inside of me, and as much as I want to hold back—to make this last longer—I can’t. My balls tighten and my stomach quivers. My legs begin to shake as the cascading sensation takes over, rushes through my body, into the pit of my stomach, through my legs, and down my cock. I hold myself deep inside of her as I come, unsure if the moans I’m hearing are hers or mine.

I hold myself above her, my forehead against her shoulder, as I try to slow my breathing and my heart rate. I pull back, and Kendra twists her fingers through my hair before pulling me into a kiss. We roll to our sides, our lips never parting. Even when she finally breaks away, still panting, neither of us can stand the idea of breaking our embrace.

So we don’t.

Chapter Seven: Day 167

I wake, and at first, I think I’m still dreaming. My arms are wrapped around a warm, feminine body, and her hand rests easily on the arm I have around her chest as she curls against me.

Kendra. Kendra is here.

I close my eyes for a moment and inhale the scent of her skin. I have one leg wrapped around her, and I can feel her warmth all the way down my body. Opening my eyes again, I gently move a strand of hair from her cheek so I can see her better.

She looks so beautiful there, lying in the dim light from the window. I feel pressure behind my eyes at the sight of her, and I quickly tuck my head behind hers on the pillow and close my eyes again.