Desires

An old Flame ending

Ending….

As I was passing an armchair in the living room, James reached out from behind me, and guided me towards the chair, back to his chest. He pulled me pants down - the ones I had just put on 2 minutes ago! - pulled me panties aside, pulled his erection out of his shorts and shoved it into me. I let out a gasp, then collapsed my arms onto the back of the chair and knelt my right knee on the seat. 

He struck into me with a fierce passion and I cried out a little with each thrust. With one hand on my hip and one hand on my shoulder, he pulled back on me as he pound his manliness into me. 

He then released his hand from my shoulder and grabbed a hold of my hair, pulling me head back towards his and then he leaned forward for an aggressive kiss, engulfing my mouth with his. His hand moved from my hair to hold my neck in a light choke. His dominance and fire was strong and I was willingly submitting to it...and gaining pleasure from this strength.

 He released his hold on me and continued thrusting as I moved my hips in motion with his. I moved my knee off the seat and placed my foot down on the floor, bringing my legs tight together, his legs outside of hers. With this increased tightness, James was about to burst. He began moving with greater speed and intensity, and then he let out a loud gasp, then another, and then a grunt and sigh and I knew he had released. 

His c*m filled me and I felt the warm liquid oozing down my leg. He eased his way out of my p***y and gave me a good slap.

"Holy f**k," I said as I made my way to stand, turning towards him. I bent down to pull up my leggings and then fell into the chair that had just played a part in our most animalistic f**k of the day. I was panting hard, my body was still filled with euphoria. He was enjoying it conditions. My rough painting was giving a boost to his ego. 

He chuckled, bent down, gave me a kiss and then went off to grab some water for  both of us. He had treated me, this house, everything as if it belonged to him, as if I belonged to him. I continued to look at him as he sauntered here. I wish he would not go, we both would stay like that, kissing and devouring each other all day and night.

 I stood as he returned with the glass of water, took a big gulp of water and sighed a happy release. We looked intently at one another and without speaking a single word, We both were saying "this has been a f*****g amazing date after years of seperation!"

 I took a few more sips of water, moistening my parched mouth, and then set the glass down before sitting in the sofa again, he bent and kissed my forehead.

“I need to go now.” he said the words i was afraid to hear but i knew it was going to happen in the end, so i just nodded.

“I will come back soon, I have found a job here” he said when he looked at my sad face and I beamed instantly.

“Really” I asked just to be sure and he chuckled.

“Yes, love. How could I let this beautiful day be a one time thing. I want to have more for you in my breakfast, lunch and dinner” he replied as he rubbed his chin on my neck.

“Now, I shall go, and settle myself here” he said before gathering his remaining clothes and wearing them, while I just sat there, digesting his words. I was so elated that I was sure he could see that on my face. He finally moved, hugged and kissed me hard. His lips were ravenous, demanding sucking my soul out and heading towards the door.

 I looked at James, smiled at him, and We embraced in a comfortable hug. I leaned the side of my head on his chest and could feel his heart still beating strong. I really didn't want to leave the comfort of his strong arms.

"Ugh, I really don't want to go..." he muttered as We looked into one another's eyes and locked lips again, in a now familiar passion. "But," smooch, "I," smooch, "really," smooch, "have," smooch, "to," smooch, "go." smooch he said, breaking for kisses in between each word.

"Meet me this weekend again?" I asked, followed by another kiss.

"Definitely," he responded as he lay another, passionate kiss on my lips.

He finally opened the door, turned to leave and grabbed onto my hand, holding it as long as he could while he was slowly making his way out the door. He turned around for one final kiss and as We enjoyed this final make out session at the door where our date had started over 5 hours ago, I was already anticipating our next date.