“Your phon— uhhhh– yessss– phone.”
“Fuck my phone,” I grunted, feeling my nut rise. “Shit, baby.”
Kit clung to me as she splintered. Her slipperiness toyed with my mental stability. I was on the brink of insanity when I began my final request. The music resumed as it rolled off my tongue.
“Up baby–” I instructed, “Get up off of i– Fuck.”
Kit was off my dick in a quick second, replacing it with her mouth. She sucked my semen right from my head.
“Shit, baby.”
She sucked the traces of her pussy from my skin. When she finally lifted her head, there weren’t any of my completion either. The lick of her lips let me know she’d finished her serving in a single gulp.
Suds trickleddown Kit’s back as I scrubbed with the towel I’d soaped for the sole purpose of cleaning her from head to toe.Quietly, she allowed me to have my way. The satisfaction etched in every move she made resonated with me and filled me with unsettling joy.
She was content.
She was comforted.
She was cared for, deeply.
My phone interrupted our music for the second time. I ignored it and anything else that didn’t relate to Kit at the moment. She was all that mattered right now. The rest of the world could wait. I allowed my cell to ring out as I cleared the soap from her body.
When we finally stepped out of the tub, we transferred to the shower for a quick rinse. Kit’s arms were around my neck as we swayed to the sounds of H.E.R.
You make me comfortable with you.
I feel so comfortable with you.
You make me comfortable with you.
You make me–
You make me–
Kit whispered the words against my neck. I believed them to be true. To be valid. To be worthy of hearing a hundred times over.
I feel so comfortable with you.
That was all I’d wanted. All I’d needed from the start of this thing. And, finally, I had it.
Her comfort.
It brought me peace. So did she.
“I could stand here forever. Right here.Forever.”
“Me, too.” I sighed.
But, she didn’t. Neither did I. We let a full track spin before we exited. She blotted her skin dry with a fluffy towel I’d provided. I did the same, unable to keep my eyes off her.
We were both silent, watching the news broadcast with the television muted. Neither of us wanted to acknowledge what was being reported. Neither of us wanted to address what was likely going to happen in the next few days. Neither of us wanted to think about how difficult it would be to navigate our new normal because neither of us wanted it to be our reality.
We had been under a rock, falling deeper and deeper for one another as the world progressed around us. I would’ve been alright under the rock with her for another three months, uninterrupted. But, that wasn’t the case and the world had to continue. So did our lives outside of each other and the walls of my home.
The antiviral medication had been approved. Doses were being delivered to every doorstep of every living, breathing being. And, the shelter in place order had officially been lifted for those who were in possession of the medication. My heart knotted in my chest.
My phone vibrated on the bed. Irritated with the constant interruptions, I swiped across the screen. With my eyes trained on Kit, who was visibly struggling with the news, I pushed out a frustrated breath.
