Shayna pulled at my shirt and groaned. She threw her head back, exposing her neck. I lifted up and kissed her sweet skin. Kiss after kiss, trailing to her ear. My cock was already thickening, but now it was rock hard within a second. A need shot through my body that I never experienced before.
My hands crept up from her ass to her lower back, to her shirt. She then sat up, grinding her sex against my jeans, teasing with such perfect force. My hands moved around to the front of her body and moved up her shirt. I slid both hands over her supple breasts and squeezed, feeling so goddamn alive. Shayna put her head back again. She took her hands from my chest and grabbed her own shirt. As she lifted it up I realized this was the first time I was going to see her tits. After everything we’d been through so far, I had yet to see her fully naked.
I couldn’t believe how excited I was.
Maybe I really was falling in love with this woman.
I purposely let my hands slide down to her belly so I could see her breasts untouched. Her shirt went up and over her head. She reached for her hair and pulled it back, leaving herself so exposed to me. So completely exposed.
I gritted my teeth as both my heart and my cock wanted to explode in the same moment. Her neck led way to her beautiful chest. Her breasts were full, slightly heavy, not too big for her body. Their shapely curve matched her hips so perfectly I had to keep blinking to make sure I was seeing right. My hands inched back up. My thumbs moved across her breasts, feeling her hard nipples. The move made her jump and gasp.
She was so sensitive.
I stared at the rest of her body. The way her body was put together was like some kind of act of magic. My hands felt her ribs and then enough skin to grab at her. That’s what a real woman was made of. I traveled the natural curve of her body - my mind raced, telling her that her hips were perfect for carrying a child…
My left hand held at her waist while my right hand eased down between her legs. I led with my thumb, seeking the nub of her clit. When I found it, I hooked my thumb and gently pressed. Her entire body tensed and she let her hair go and fell forward, her hands at my chest again. She clawed at me, inching down, her tits hanging right in front of my face. With my left hand, I released my hold on her waist and went for her breast. I cupped, played, then ran my hand to her back. I pulled at her, bringing her even closer. My lips found the warm taste of her breast, taking her in, finally able to savor the moment that had been burning in the back of my mind for a long time.
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 fucking 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… fuck 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 fucking diary of who fucked 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.