Page 23 of The Lover
“I think we should go back to the hotel and fuck some more. All damn day if we want to.”
She smiled. SHE FUCKING SMILED. Like no woman had ever smiled at me before. Like I was a sex god and she was in perpetual heat.
“That sounds like a plan. Let me just finish my bacon.”
* * *
Ihadus both on our knees, her back pressed up against my chest, her head leaning back on my shoulder. I was slowly thrusting up inside her, only my hands cupped over her breasts keeping her in place.
We were like a choreographed dance. With each push she tilted her hips back against me. So that with each thrust and parry I got so deep into her. It was unlike anything I had ever done.
It was un-fucking-real.
“Jake. Jake.”
She liked to do that. She liked to just say my name.
“I’m going to make you come so hard you’re going to scream.” I moved my hand down her body, slid a finger through her pussy, circled her clit.
“Yes, yes, please do that!”
My hips were snapping now. I could feel it coming.
“Come for me, baby. Now.”
“Ahhhhhhh!”
And there it was. I could feel her squeezing me hard even as I shot my load inside her.
She practically melted back against me. Her head rolling back and forth on my shoulder.
“Is that sharing, Jake?”
“Yes,” I puffed out.
“Mmmm. I like sharing.” She lifted herself off me and fell face forward on the bed.
“Nap,” she said and I watched as she closed her eyes.
Yeah, a nap felt about right after hours of the most amazing sex I had ever had or even expected to have in my life.
But I needed to deal with the condom and take a piss first.
Looking back on it, I don’t know what was the truth.
Had I seen it and decided to ignore it and the possible consequences?
Or was it as simple as I wasn’t paying attention so I didn’t notice the drop of come that was outside the tip of the condom?
Either way I tossed the condom in the trash, pissed, washed my hands, and went back to bed with Ellie.
And I didn’t say a thing.
Seven
Ellie
The next morning
