Game(44)

I hadn’t forgotten about my other hand either. My thumb applied pressure to her clit and I began to write her a letter. Moving left to right, up and down, penning my own thoughts of passion and romance with Shayna, words that were on the tip of my tongue but I hadn’t said just yet. My thumb and my letter brought her pleasure as she began to jolt her hips hard at me, wiggling the next second, fighting and accepting her urges at the same time.

“Finn… I don’t want to lose you.”

Such random words but it stopped the entire scene dead.

I took my hand from between her legs. I pulled away from her breast and looked her in the eyes. It looked like there were tears in her eyes. Maybe that was my chance or cue to reach up, wipe those tears away, and tell her something sweet.

But I couldn’t lie to her. I couldn’t push her away. I couldn’t contain myself around her either.

So I did what I only knew to do best…

I reached between my legs and I opened my jeans. I lifted myself up and hurried to push them down, letting my dick free. Shayna looked down and let out a moan. She liked it. She really f*cking liked it.

My hands grabbed her ass and lifted her up. I positioned her right over me. My cock was like a steel rod, only moving slightly as I throbbed, aching to get back inside her. There was a flicker of a second where I thought about finding protection… f*ck it.

I thrust up and lowered Shayna down at the same time.

I felt myself penetrate, opening her wild desire, her body sheathing me. Her back then arched as she cried out. Her nails dug through my shirt and into my chest with a fierce pain. But I could take the pain; I could revel in it. It didn’t matter as I watched the way her body reacted to my touch and my thrusts.

My hands eased up her back, one staying at her lower back to guide up and down on my cock. My other hand moved right between her shoulder blades. I pulled her down again, demanding to taste her breasts again. I kissed, nibbled, teased her to the point where she grabbed my hair and pulled. When I looked up at her, a new fire burned in her eyes. Next thing I knew her mouth attacked mine.

I’m not a man to measure kisses with women or keep some f*cking diary of who f*cked best… but when Shayna and I started kissing, something changed inside me. It was the greatest kiss of my life. Maybe it was because we were both so lost and in such a dark place together. Maybe because we knew that death waited just feet away… seconds away… making every second just a little more precious.

Or maybe it was because her f*cking * wrapped itself tight around my thick cock and it all just felt goddamn good.

I kept my hands in the same spot and f*cked at her harder. My body pounded up to hers, making her continually jump. She slowly brought herself to her knees, trying to find stability.

Not a f*cking chance, sweetie.

I couldn’t slow down and I wouldn’t slow down. My hand pressed hard at her lower back, keeping her body close and tight, making sure she felt every inch of love I could give her.

She stopped kissing me for a few seconds to let out a whimpering moan. But our lips kept touching, flirting. Soon she had both hands at my hair, her perfect breasts pressed against my chest. Her ass was up in the air, letting me put my feet to the bed and go at her.

Shayna let out a cry and put her mouth to my shoulder, biting me through my shirt. I looked over her shoulder and admired the sight. The most beautiful woman I’d ever f*cked. Her shoulder blades pressed from her back, giving way to the rest of her back. Slightly arched forward, curving, racing right up to her round ass. Two small dimples at her lower back that danced for me as she moved up and down with my movements.

We were both in perfect unison. She f*cked me as hard as I f*cked her. She was able to keep up with me.

Her mouth kissed my neck, biting and groaning. I hurried and brought both hands from her body to her face. I held her an inch from my face, knowing the danger I was putting myself into. Staring at her made me want to fall in love with her. And I couldn’t do that. I couldn’t allow it to happen.

But I couldn’t stop myself.

And Shayna only made it f*cking worse.

She nodded to me as though she could read my mind.

Her hands went back to my chest and pushed herself up. She started to ride me faster, rocking her hips so hard the bed started to groan. Her hands playfully clawed down my body, stopping at my stomach. When she lifted herself up and down, almost fully coming off me, I hissed and gritted my teeth.

“Fuck, sweetie, I’m there,” I warned.

“Good,” Shayna purred.

She repeated the same move over and over.

I felt my dick pulsing, unable to hold back any longer.

My hands smacked at her waist and I pulled her down. I exploded inside her, again, knowing the potential outcome of this. But it just felt too good. Her * throbbed against me, squeezing it out of me. The way she slowly moved, making sure nothing was to go to waste.

I pulled her back down to me, hugging her, holding her, still inside her.

Her breaths flooded my neck and side of my face. She smelled so good. The room was filled with heat and sex. My heart raced and it wasn’t just from f*cking her.

Shayna put a hand to my cheek. I then caught myself as I turned my head and kissed her hand. It was far too real now.

This wasn’t the life I had planned… but it was the life I now had, and I wouldn’t change it for anything.