Fuck: V

“Yes. Love.”

You pull your hands from mine and get up to go to the bathroom. I listen to the stream of release, then the toilet flush. You wash your hands quickly, shaking them dry.

“You know, I don’t know if I feel that way,” I say hesitantly.

“You don’t love me?”

“I don’t know. I don’t think about it.”

“Well then think about it.”

I light a cigarette.

You flop onto the bed and lay with your back to me. I offer you the cigarette, reaching around you. You push my hand away with a swift motion.

“You know you love me,” you say briskly.

“How do you figure that?”

“The way you look at me.”

“How do I look at you?”

“Like you love me.”

I take a drag and exhale.

“Love is weird.” I put out the cigarette against the dusty wood on the night stand that is posted next to the bed.

“You’re weird. Weird for pretending you don’t love me.”

I cuddle up behind you and wrap my arm around you, cupping your breasts in my hands.

You lean your head back against my chest and angle your chin upward so I can kiss you. The crickets seem to sing in hush tones as we make out.

“Slide your finger in me,” you say. You kiss me long and hard as I do what you want.

I finger you with tender strokes until I feel your pussy start to squeeze and clench.

“You gonna come for me,” I growl.

“Mmm yeah,” you moan softly.

I grind my pelvis into your butt cheeks and I can feel the sensation on my clit. You lift your leg and wrap it backward around me.

“You want two?”

“Yes…fu—yess.”

I slide my ring finger inside of you as well and start to fuck you harder.

“I do love you.”

“I know.” Your eyes are closed and I can tell the pleasure is zoning you out.

“I love you a lot. More than any woman I have ever met.”

You giggle, “Is my pussy that good?”

“You damn right. But I’m serious.”

I slow my pace inside of you and maneuver myself between your legs. Our pussies slip up against each other. You moan and squeeze both your palms around my butt cheeks to pull me into a position you like.

“Mmm…yes.” Your eyes roll back and you bite your bottom lip.

I thrust my clit upon yours with just enough pressure to stimulate the spot I know you like. My mind goes blank and all I can feel is you. I can feel your fluids dribbling out of you and I slide quickly with circular motions. I flow into a steady rhythm and moans start to escape my mouth before I can consent to their arrival. You smile and hold me tight around my back side.

“Ugh…my god,” I breathe deeply and gaze into your eyes, “I’m going to come.”

“Me too.”

For a few moments our breathing is the only thing circulating the energy in the room. I cry out in a pleasure that I have only experienced a few times in my life. You grip onto me as you come and I grip onto you as well, wrapping my fingers around your neck. I clench your neck at the amount I know you like and you moan in a way I haven’t heard from you in a while…since we first started having sex two years ago.