Decisions, Decisions
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Jimmy was a good kisser, which made me hopeful that he would be good at other things. As his weight laid on top of me, I arched into him, begging for more. Luckily he understood exactly what I needed. I felt his hand teasing the top of my pants, barely dipping below the surface and making my center feel a rush of heat. He groaned into my mouth as he deepened the kiss, dipping his hand further down and delving into my wetness. He stroked the little bundle of nerves that was pulsing from his touch, sending tingles across my skin. Jimmy pulled away from our kiss to stare down at my face. With fire in his eyes, he watched as his careful touches finally pushed me over that edge and I cried out as I came all over his fingers. Sliding two fingers gently inside of me, I pushed into the sensation and could have cried when he slowly pulled his hand from beneath my pants to lick his fingers clean.
"f**k, Laura." He said in a husky voice. "You taste so f*****g good." He leaned down to kiss me again and as I tasted myself on his lips, I needed more.
I flipped him onto his back in a quick move and straddled him. He leaned up and yanked my shirt off of me before pulling down my bra forcefully and laving my n****e with his soft tongue. I moaned at the sensation and scrambled to remove his clothing. He was hurriedly pulling at the waist of my pants and I stood and pulled them down my legs as fast as I could before straddling him again.
He returned to my breasts, making sure to give each of them attention and causing my legs to quiver. I could feel his hardness pushing into me through my damp panties and I began to rock against him. I felt his moan rumble against my sensitive flesh and it only heightened the sensation. I reached a hand down and began to work up and down his throbbing length. Sliding my hand into his boxers to gently roll his balls between my fingers. He jerked into me at the touch.
"I need to feel you." I said, my voice coming out more hoarsely than I had intended.
"God yes." He said as he slid my panties to the side and pulled his boxers down to expose what I so desperately needed right now. Without the need for more prompting, he lined himself up at my entrance.
I began to work myself up and down, feeling him go a little bit deeper each time until, finally, I was filled. I groaned at the amazing sensations he was bringing forth and together we found a rhythm. As I pushed my hips down over his c**k, he drove himself even deeper into me. Never ceasing to stay in perfect time with my movements. I could feel the pressure begin to build inside of me and knew I was close, from his ragged breathing I suspected he was too.
"I'm so close, Jimmy!" I shouted as I felt the wave begin to build into a knot inside of me. So very close. Jimmy suddenly flipped us back over, putting himself on top and he began to pound into me relentlessly, pushing me over the precipice and into oblivion. As I screamed, he didn't stop. Even as I felt him releasing warm fluids inside of me, he kept going. He didn't stop until I came one last time. As the orgasm began to subside, he collapsed on top of me in a sweaty heap.
We were both out of breath and fully sated. We stayed in the same position for a few minutes until he rolled off of me and just laid next to me trying to catch his breath.
"Damn." Was all he said in between breaths. It made me smile slightly. s*x with Carson had always been so boring and I had always had to fake it. I don't know the last time I had came and it wasn't my doing. This had been just what I needed.
"So, did you mean what you said before about not dating?" I asked him. He glanced at me before looking back up at the ceiling.
"Yeah, of course. It's not like I have much choice if you aren't interested in dating anyway." He replied. I thought for a minute about what I wanted.
"I'd like to take you up on the offer. Just as long as we can promise that we won't try to make it into something it isn't, at least without us both agreeing." I thought my condition was reasonable. Apparently so did he.
"Gotcha, Laura." He went to grab his pants and I realized what I had said, could have been taken a few different ways. I know it was probably wrong, but I wanted to be held. It had been so long since I had been held.
"Wait." I put my hand on his arm and stopped him. "Just stay? Just for tonight?" I asked him this without looking in his eyes. I was scared of what they would tell me. He just laid back down and slid over next to me, opening his arms.
"Let's go to sleep, Laura." He said. I rested my head on his chest and listened to his heart beating. I could feel the heat from his body around me as he wrapped me in his arms. It felt so good. A big change from the cold and lonely nights I'd had, even before the end of the world. I snuggled deeper into his embrace and focused on his breathing, finally slowed after our romp. The soothing sound of his breaths coming in and out of his chest, were what put me to sleep but I couldn't help but ask myself one question. Over and over and over, this question repeated in my mind as sleep took me in it's grasp.
What the f**k am I DOING?
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