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We’ve barely got a taste of each other. And what is there to lose? There is no future aside from the comfortable future I hope to live when this is over.
He takes several pictures of me and invites me to see them before quickly dropping his phone on the nightstand and coming to me with a renewed desire to touch my skin.
He seems in no hurry, stroking my chest and indulging in every moment as if it’s our last. His fingers slide over my nipple when he brings his lips to mine.
I pull up slightly so we can lock lips. His finger goes down while our lips roll slowly.
He tugs at my bra until my breasts pop out of the cups completely, and he fans his fingers over my chest and strokes me without the slightest obstacle against his touch.
The kiss only gets hotter. More sensual, exploratory, and arousing.
“This won’t count either…” he says, smiling.
I laugh and touch his lips.
“It doesn’t… I was hoping you’d say that,” I murmur before kissing my way down his neck and across his chest.
He falls to his back while I move my hands over his frame and kiss his pecs, his nipples, and his shredded abs before nibbling on the skin above his belt.
He unfastens it and drags the zipper down, his erection already pushing out, straining against his boxers.
I reach inside and stroke his crown while kissing his happy trail. He smells delicious, fresh, and manly, and I take him into my mouth before rubbing his tip a few more times.
He summons me to his mouth, and I oblige, crushing my breasts against his chest, my lips against his lips.
Our breaths burn like a solar explosion.
We connect at a deeper level, physically and emotionally, because this feels less like fucking and more like something else.
And we give it a go because we’ve both reached that point where we are fine with living in finely cut frames of life with nothing before and after.
We manage to have little secrets inside our bigger secrets, and that allows us to give it our all.
Anything else and this wouldn’t be possible.
How do you keep walking that fine line between good sex and swirling emotions without catching feelings and ruining everything?
How can you do that without being rude or a coward or pulling back and gaslighting someone?
How can you do that without lying to yourself or the one you like?
Our answer is… Living everything perfectly, not refusing ourselves anything except a future together.
That’s us not falling for each other but living as if we are falling for one another.
He slides his hand between us, pushing my panties lower.
They’re low enough so he can stroke my clit while we move our lips and tongues as if we’re one.
“I like this,” I say, pumping his shaft.
He pulls my panties past my butt and smoothly slides two fingers into me.
I clench around him, and without waiting, he slides my leg up to his thigh and fills me to the brim.
Everything happens without us breaking the kiss.
Once we connect that way, the heat flows through us like a tsunami, rising high and threatening to flood our bodies.
