“I’ll try.”
He withdrew, then slammed into her, knowing he hit the right spot when she clenched the sheets in both fists.
“Oh, fuck.”
“Yes, beautiful. Fuck. So good.”
“Zeke,” she begged.
Zeke lifted her hips and supported them on his legs. He spread her thighs wider, her pretty little clit poking out and begging for his touch. He licked his thumb, then brought the wet digit to her clit and rubbed it fast and hard.
“Oh, God. Zeke. Yes. Oh, shit, yes. Zeke!”
Sweat trickled down his back and beaded on his forehead. He didn’t let her get away from him, his dick and thumb working her together and sending them both to bliss. She pulsed around him, her core tightening with each stroke inside, making it harder for him to withdraw.
He ached to close his eyes and lose himself to the feeling, but it was Nina. It was the woman he pictured more times than he could remember. He wasn’t going to miss one second of the reality of her coming apart on his dick. He pounded into her, letting all the feelings inside him build. He gritted his teeth and swirled his thumb around her clit and slammed his body to hers, his balls bouncing against her ass. Everything ached from holding back.
Her cries blended with the wet sounds of their bodies clashing until she got louder, begging for a second before she let go.
“Zeke! Oh, fuck. Zeke. Good. So good. Fucking… yes. Zeke!”
He was lost in watching her and forgot about his own orgasm until it erupted inside him, his vision going black around the edges as he burst. He pressed hard on her clit, triggering another orgasm from her as he slammed deep into her, his body jerking uncontrollably with the force.
“Nina. Fuck. Love. Good. Damn, angel. Yes.” He grunted and swore and nearly blacked out.
Then he collapsed onto her, all his weight pressing her into the mattress for a second before he rolled them, bringing her on top of him so she wasn’t trapped.
She panted for breath, her body as soaked as his. Her limbs hung next to him, her body dead weight on top.
Zeke ran his fingers up and down her back, soothing her as much as himself. Nina. His Nina. She was in his bed, fully sated. She cried his name and took his cock and made his dream a reality.
“Is all sex like that?” she whispered.
Zeke chuckled. “No, angel. It’s never been like this for me. That was…”
“Transcendent.”
He kissed the top of her head. “Yeah.”
She was quiet for a minute, and he let her have her silence. He wondered what she was thinking, but what mattered more was she didn’t run from him the second they were done. She laid there, her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.
“I should use the bathroom,” she whispered.
He nodded and helped her up, smiling when her legs were shaky. He gripped the condom and pulled it off, following her to the bathroom to throw it away. He moved to leave when she sat down, but she grabbed his hand.
“Can I shower?”
Zeke remembered her saying she wasn’t allowed to before. He wanted to smell like her as long as possible, but it was different for her. “Of course.”
“Will you join me?”
“Fuck yes.”
“Will you bring another condom?”
His cock twitched at the question. “Yes.”
Nina smiled.
