Her nails started scratching into my back and her moans getting heavier and desperate, her hips bucking furiously and her movements never ceasing. Her walls began clenching around my fingers, adding a third I pumped faster. I know how close she was, we’ve waited eight months, and we don’t need to wait any longer.

I kissed her again, frantically but lovingly, needing her to know I need this as much as her. I pulled back and stopped all my movements. I could see the frown and smiled to myself. “Spencer look at me.”

She slowly opened her eyes, confusion cursing through them at my sudden stillness. When she saw my warm smile, she smiled back and brought her hand to caress my cheek, pulling my down for a quick kiss and I started moving in and out of her again, keeping eye contact this time.

She started closing her eyes again, but I pushed in quite hard and they shot open. I moved my head down so my nose was touching her hers. My lips so close to her, our breath mingling, just like at the club, just like at school, and just like when we first came up here. So close but never touching. Our eyes gazing into each others, her moans had gone quiet again, but her breathing picked up.

She wasn’t going to be loud, and that didn’t bother me. I curled my fingers and she came with a small “Ash.” She closed her eyes for to briefest of moments and opened them staring into mine, her body still stiff as she rode it out.

When she collapsed back and her stiff body relaxed, I moved my hands to stroke down her cheek, bringing her back up for a sweet kiss before I lay beside her. “Are you okay?” I whispered.

She closed her eyes and snuggled into my side. “Mmm, more than okay.” She let her hand glide down my body. “Are you?” She asked referring to my own needs.

Yeah, like the sight of her coming didn’t make me. I smiled at her even though her eyes were shut. “Yeah.” I grabbed the hand making its way down and brought it up to kiss her knuckles.

“What time is it?” She asked sleepily.

I looked over to the clock to see a good couple of hours had passed, but when I turned to tell her, she had already fallen to sleep. I stroked her cheek one last time before placing a sheet over our cooling bodies and kissing her on the forehead.