It's not that complicated

Please

Fade back into reality. My release was so intense he had to stop, which in return made him even happier. He slid his member out of me and grabbed my hips to direct me in a new position. I ended up on my side with him behind me and a hand around my throat. I'm pulled in closer. With every thrust, he gets deeper and deeper. His breath in my ear is becoming more intense, he's close but holding back. He thrusts one more time, his member is completely inside my center. I tried to hold back once again, but he had me wrapped around him. I let out another moan, this one was loud. I couldn't hold back how it made me feel.

Me: please, don't stop

Jeremy: don't stop what?

Me: Jer..

He covered my mouth before I could finish saying his name.

Jeremy: Sir, you call me sir. Do you understand Kitten?

I nod in understanding

Me: yes sir

When Jeremy did that, I felt my center pulse on him even harder than before. What in the hell is this man doing to me? Before I knew it, my body took over and changed position. I was on top of this giant mountain, and it was time I conquered it. I slide his member back into my center to finish what I set out to do. I bet he won't call me a virgin after this. I started rocking and riding his rock hard member, every hit was getting harder. He must not have been able to handle it anymore because he smacked my ass and grabbed my hips and started to thrust in the motions of every hit. He is starting to moan now. I can hear it in his tone that he's ready to give me his sweet release. Just a couple more thrusts and I start to quiver, ugh its coming again. This one is going to be the best one of the night. I started to get louder and louder. Jeremy grabs me and holds me on his base, I feel us release together. My center is dripping and throbbing the most it ever has. I don't think I'm quite ready for rounds two and three.

I could tell he was ready for me, to devour me some more and to treat me like I was a little toy, this man was going to try to get me to tap. He, however, had met his match. I think...

Either way, I was going to try my damnedest to not give up. For one, I would never hear the ending of it, I'm sure. Most of all, if I tap now, how embarrassing would it be to have to work next to him every day knowing that I TAPPED OUT[insert bum…bum…buuuummmm...]

I will be courageous and prepare myself for a long night because I don't think he's going to let me off easy.

I was right. The next thing I knew was four AM. I was worn out and exhausted. I can tell he is too, by the look on his face. We are both drenched in sweat and each other. I have no idea how we both have lasted this long. There was a long pause while we caught our breath and started to relax. Jeremy started to move around, and got up from bed. He looked over at me and smirked.

Jeremy: You want to go take a shower?

Me: That would be fantastic right about now.

Jeremy: Good let's go.

I got up, leaving my clothes on the floor of his bedroom. As I followed him, I couldn't help but look around at how perfect this house is. On the outside, it looks so small, but the inside is spacious and something you would see in a magazine. He opens a door to the right and flicks on the light. The bathroom is massive; a bath tub with whirlpool jets, and a shower big enough for two across the room. My eyes, I'm sure, grew large looking around in awe.

Jeremy: I don't know what you're feeling, but you can shower or bathe. I don't mind.

Me: Well, what are you going to do?

Jeremy: I think I am going to shower. Are you going to join?

Me: Sure? Are you going to have your way with me again?

Jeremy: Nah, not this time...

What does he mean not this time?

Does this mean he plans on having me come over again?

What if i don't want to?

I need to stop because i know damn well this is the best s*x i have had in my whole life. Well so far in life im still young and anything can happen. I stepped in the shower after he started it and we both just stood there while the water trickled down our bodies. He didn't try to make his way onto me either. Which was nice because I really don't think i could have handled it. The water was hot and next thing i know i felt a rag go down my back...

Me: What are you doing?

Jeremy: You don't think I'm just going to stand here and not wash your back? I made you lay on it enough[with a chuckle]

Me: [smirking] Smartass...

Jeremy: So do you want me to take you home tonight or?

Me: It's really up to you at this point. I'm tired and I know you are too.

I wasn't sure what his response was going to be. It kind of made me nervous in all honesty.

Jeremy: You can stay here, I can run you home after a few hours of sleep. I'm whooped.

I just nodded and finished my shower. I could feel him watching me and seeing what I would all do.

I really wanted to jump on him and have another round, but I know that is 1) dangerous and 2) I defiantly was not ready for another round. I was sore and felt like I was walking funny. I really hope I wasn't walking funny. He cannot know that he won. When I finished and stepped out, he handed me a towel and threw one of his shirts to put on. After I dried my body, I put his shirt on, and it just barely covered me up-it wasn't a big over-sized shirt but really like 1 or maybe 2 sizes bigger than I wore, so it fit but loose enough. He followed suit but just stayed in his boxers. God this man is FIIIIIIINNNNNEEEEEE..[ insert heart eye emoji]

I crawled into his bed as he lifted the covers and snuggled right up to him. We were both asleep entangled in one another's bodies with no way out.

Some time went by and I hear him in my ear.

Jeremy: Pssssst...Are you awake yet virgin?

Me: You know after last night I figured that would have stopped

Jeremy: Nope, why would it?

Me:[ pulls the pillow out from under my head and hits him with it]

Jeremy: [Laughs] Rude...

Me: So are you ready to take me back to my place yet?

Jeremy: No, I planned on tying you up in my basement...

Me: Oh that is not funny ya creep

Jeremy: I'm just kidding. Let's head out. I have to get some stuff done today and I don't need you cramping my style.

I just rolled my eyes at him. Being cocky is cute, but I would love to know who ever told this man he was funny. I got dressed and headed to his car. He wasn't far behind me. Once, I looked over at him and just stared at him for a moment before looking back out the window, trying not to gawk at him. It proved to be harder than what I thought...