Post Twenty-One: Fleeting
- Britany le Fay
- May 16, 2016
- 2 min read
Elli
I couldn't think straight. I couldn't believe how different it felt.
Even Paul and I had always used condoms (thank god, knowing what I know now) and it was indescribable. I could feel everything. It was like the difference between wearing contacts and glasses. I mean, both allowed you to see, but one was just so much clearer.
He held my hands above my head the whole time, his other arm holding him up as he looked at me. I could barely move. I could barely stand it.
Less than a minute later I felt everything inside me explode, my muscles convulsing. Unable think. Unable to stop myself. I cried out for him. My breath heavy, my body shaking.
“Holy...” Morgan muttered, letting go of my wrists.
“Yeah...” I breathed.
“Want to try again?” He encouraged.
“Fuck yeah,” I exclaimed, pulling him close, as I used my body to turn us over. I sat on top of him, my hands placed on his chest, pushing my breasts together.
I began moving up and down slowly, building up momentum as I rode him. I leaned down closer to him, moving my hands to either side of his head. Pushing my body against him in a rhythmic way. Rubbing my clit against his skin. His eyes lit up as I thrust my body down harder.
Both of us were sweating now, out of breath. He wrapped his arm around my back, holding his hand on the back of my neck as he forced me down on him harder.
“Elli...”
“Don't stop!” I urged.
He abided, making himself continue. Willing his body to keep moving against mine. I screamed out as another orgasm shot through my body. Forcing me to stop, as it radiated all over.
Then he broke. Picking me up, and crashing us back down on the bed. He moved his body away, like he was about to pull out. But I pulled him back in. Encouraging him to continue thrusting on top of me until he burst.
“Fuck,” he let out, the first time I had heard him say it, “that was...”
“Yeah...that was...” I concurred.
Morgan brushed the hair off my face, clearing some of the sweat, as he gingerly kissed me.
“Elli...” he paused, “I think I'm falling...”
“Woah!” I stopped him, covering his mouth, “don't say that! Listen, this was amazing sex. The best sex. I completely agree. What you're thinking is just the sex talking. Have you ever done it without a condom before?”
I took my hand off his mouth so he could answer.
“That was the first.”
“Me too, and thus it was quite spectacular. New feelings for both of us,” I said, “but that doesn't mean we need to pull out the 'L' word. I really like you, and this has all been really awesome, but it's fleeting. You are leaving tomorrow, and that makes things complicated. Let's not make them any worse.”
“Okay,” Morgan agreed, “okay.”
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