Coffee Mess

Make It Last

After having sex on the couch, the kitchen table, the kitchen counter and the shower, we end up on the bed

"Ok, now I'm sure that u're the best sex I've ever had!" I say as we're cuddling, thinking it's over

"Oh come on! U've said that the sex with Ian was bomb af!"

"It was, but it lacked emotion. It was just sex, there wasn't the connection we have. Even when u're being rough, I sense that u actually feel things about me. And it took me long enough to realize the difference between u and every other casual sex I've had"

"What about your ex?"

"He wasn't that good... Good enough to keep me satisfied, but not great"

"I see... Well, I'm glad u think I'm the best sex u've ever had. Truth is, I don't know if u're the best sex I've ever had, but u're definitely the person I want to have it with, if that means anything..."

"It means everything" I say raising my head to look at him

"Is it me or we're falling in love with each other all over again?" he asks, putting his hand on my cheek

"I think we never stopped. We just buried our feelings and now they're coming back to the surface"

"So u admit u were in love with me!"

"I can't deny it any longer" I say smiling

"Took u long enough!" he says teasingly and leans in kissing me. As we kiss, I get on top of him.

"When's the last time u had a checkup?" I ask, raising my body straight on him

"Last month, I'm as healthy as it gets!"

"Good, because I don't want anything standing between us!" I say, taking his member in my hand. After stroking him a little, he gets hard again and I raise my hips above him. As I lower myself on him, I look at him in the eyes, while opening my mouth wide, without making any sound. He looks at me too, biting his lips and holding me from my hips.

When he's all in, I start moving my hips slowly, with my hands on his chest for balance and my head thrown back. Soon, I feel him raising his torso up, taking control of the situation, and then his warm lips on my neck. I raise one hand on the back of his head, keeping him there while I moan and my other hand roams his back. He raises his hands too, with the one stopping on the middle of my back and the other getting lost in my hair. Suddenly, I realize that the time of us separating again is very close, so I bring my head up and start kissing his shoulder blade, heading to his neck, while pushing him on me as much as I can. I think he understands that something is wrong, so he makes me pull away to look at him

"What's wrong?" he asks softly, without losing his rhythm

"I don't want to let u go again! I don't want us to separate again!" I say softly, but with some intensity in my voice

"I can't stay any longer, I have to go to work" he explains calmly

"I know, so, please, try to keep it going as long as u can!" I beg him and he leans in once again, kissing me in a way that makes me understand that he has the same feeling as me.

After a few thrusts, he shifts us, laying me back on the bed and starting to drag his lips to my chest and in between my breasts. That's when I realize he has pulled himself out of me. As he continues to go down, I understand what he wants to do, so I just close my eyes and enjoy it. When he reaches my bubonic area, I feel his hands going down my bent legs and up again, slowly, as he kisses the inside of my thigh. That makes me shiver a little and leave a high-pitched sound. With small, wet kisses, he makes his way to my area. When I feel his tongue on my clit, I flinch a little, and grab his hair. As he works me well and gently, his hands roam on my body, with his one hand landing on one of my breasts, massaging it as he knows I like. My moans deepen and my breaths becomes shorter and quicker, as he keeps going.

When I'm close, I arch my back, pushing my hips on the bed, and grab the hand he has on my breast. As I finish, I leave a deep, whining sound, pulling his hair. When my orgasm stops, he starts going up again, in the same way as before, but this time he stops at my breasts. He leans on one of them and leaves small bites on the soft skin around my areola.

While he does that, he pushes himself back inside of me slowly. I look at him sucking on my breast gently, biting my lips. When he gets back up, I grab his face and start kissing him with more passion than ever before. All this time, his thrusts are slow, but now he picks up the pace a little, putting his hands on my hips. When I run out of breath, I stop the kiss and just breathe on his lips, letting my hands fall on his chest.

He moves his hands up my ribs, to my arms, to my wrists, wrapping his fingers around them, while sucking on my bottom lip and then on my chin. A few thrusts later, he raises his torso, taking me with him, picking up the pace a little more, making me realize he's close. I practically hang myself from him, since I wrap one arm around his shoulders and the other around his ribs. He has one hand on my back and the other on the back of my head, while our foreheads are stuck together

"Can u hold it?" he asks me, when he realizes I'm about to finish

"Not for long!" I say in between moans

"Look at me"

"If I look at u I will sure finish!"

"Look at me and try to match my breathing" he instructs me softly. I first try to match his breathing, biting my lips and when we both manage to have the same breathing pattern, I look at him.

I immediately get lost in his eyes, more than any other time. I'm so lost that I barely hear him giving me the green light to release, which I just do automatically, without even thinking about it. Him closing his eyes brings me back to reality and I see him gritting his teeth as he groans deeply. I, on the other hand, don't make any sound, even though I feel my body shaking during my orgasm