Any thoughts I have about right and wrong are thrown out of the window as I grab her hand and lead her into my bedroom. I guide her to my bed and she stretches on top of the duvet as if she owns the place. And maybe she does, not only the bed, the room, but me too…for tonight.
My wayward thoughts are lost when her fingers grab my belt loops and she pulls me above her. Before more words roll out of her enticing mouth, I crush my lips to hers, and she is my eager companion.
I move lower, sucking her throat, loving the sounds of her groans. My lips continue the journey to her chest and she opens the clasp of her bra, peeling the material away.
“You’re beautiful,” I rasp.
“Thank you.”
I don’t want her to speak more, put me more under the spell she’s already casted around me. Instead, I lower my head and kiss her breasts in the same way I was kissing her lips.
These groans coming out of her are foreign for my bedroom, but I’m too lost in her to pay much attention. Her body writhes as I suck, kiss, and play with her pebbled nipples.
“Keith, I want…”
“I know.” I want the same. My dick is hard as a rock.
I leave her to undress myself. Her gaze follows my every move. When I finally pull down my boxers, she drags her panties over her toned legs and throws them behind her.
My breathing stops as my eyes lock on to her perfection. I’m fucking salivating like a teenager. My hand trembles slightly, but before any battle of right and wrong begins, she smiles, eliminating my every doubt.
I climb back on the bed, covering her with my body. The feel of her warmth beneath me is…right. It feels like something I’ve forgotten. Something that has been close, but still out of grasp.
“I want you inside me,” she murmurs as my fingers drift to her sex.
She is equally eager. Hot and wet, waiting just for me. My heart beats hard as I rub her lips with the head of my cock and her hips move, following the same rhythm.
But fuck! I halt with my dick in hand, pressing against her sex.
“I…don’t have a condom.” My eyes close and my mind ruminates excessively about the closest pharmacy or wondering if I can break in the emergency room on the campus.
But then Clementine says, “I’m on the pill, Keith.”
Her gaze stays on me when I grab my cock and press it inside her sex. There is no hesitation. She invites me in, widening her knees, and I slide in with one smooth thrust. My mind blows. Everything is dark around me for a second.
“Goddammit! You’re tight.”
She follows my every lead, moving her body in sync with mine. It doesn’t feel like our first time. It feels like we have always done this. I thrust into her, and she pulls me deeper, until I’m consumed by her.
When I wake up, my head doesn’t hurt. That’s the first thing I notice after realizing I’m not alone. Clementine is stretched on the bed, the covers crushed beneath her, revealing her naked body in all its glory.
She looks angelic under the faint morning light, too pure to touch. A weird tightness settles in my chest as I peer at her one more time. As if summoned by my thoughts, her eyes open sluggishly and flutter as she looks around at the foreign surroundings. But then she smiles, and her gaze settles on me.
“Good morning,” she whispers. Her voice a whole lot of sexy this morning.
“Good morning.”
Clementine’s cheeks redden before she pulls the covers over her and hides her beautiful body from me.
“Where is the cat?” I ask, just to say something.
She pulls the cover up to her face, closing her eyes, ready to fall back into sleep.
“I hid her in my room. I didn’t want her watching us do it. Can you please check that she hasn’t destroyed any of my shoes?”
She has already drifted to sleep, unaware of the bombshell she just dropped. Her eyes can’t see my pale face and shaking limbs as I clumsily dress and get out of the room.
Fucking coincidences!