Like You Mean It

Back to Reality

Having had a long weekend off with a visit from my brother as a bonus, was great. But now, it's back to reality. I almost didn't wake up in time this morning. My body is still sore from the night before when Chris showed up at my door saying he'd missed me and needed me, who am I to deny him, or myself, that.

"Good morning." Chris' raspy voice breaks the silence of the morning.

"Morning." I turn over and give him a soft kiss before I make to get off the bed.

Chris pulls me back to him and pulls my lips to his in a fiery kiss. I moan, wanting nothing more than for him to devour me, but I'm already running a bit behind.

"Chris, I need to get ready, or I'll be late." I giggle as he groans, pulling away from me.

I get up and go into my bathroom. I turn on the shower to let it warm up before I step into it. The warm water rushing down my sore body feels like heaven. I get pulled out of my bliss by two cold hands coming around my body, cupping my breasts.

"Shit Chris! Your hands are cold!" I hear his deep chuckle and feel the smirk on his lips as he brings them to my neck.

I moan at the feeling of his hard body pressed up against mine from behind. His lips feather light against my skin, his hard cock teasing my ass cheeks, his hands rubbing and tugging on my nipples. I'm already a whimpering mess, and that's all he's done.

He brings one hand down to my folds to find me extremely wet. "Such a good girl, always so wet for me."

"Just for you baby." He moans deeply, almost feral sounding.

"Just for me. All mine." He growls softly as he turns me so my front comes into contact with the shower wall as he bends me forward at the hips.

Normally such possessive words would turn me off, and get a snarky comment saying I don't belong to anyone, but the way it comes out of Chris' lips it just helps to make me wetter. I feel him rub his hard cock up and down my folds, teasing me while wetting himself with my juices. The feeling makes me buck my hips towards him trying to get him to sink into me.

Chris chuckles at my neediness. "Someone is impatient."

"Fuck, Chris. I don't have a lot of..." My words are cut off by him pushing himself hard and deep into me.

The moan that he rips from my throat is loud and feral. He starts thrusting into me hard and deep, pulling my hips to meet his pelvic bone. I can already feel the coil in me start to tighten, and I know that I'm not going to last much longer. He's relentless with his thrusts as he starts gaining more speed pulling a ragged moan from my lips as I clamp hard around him as I cum. My climax hits me hard, making me see stars. I moan out his name like a prayer as he works me through my climax, working himself towards his. When he reaches his climax, he cums hard, spilling into me with a beautiful moan leaving his beautiful lips.

We're both breathing hard as he stands me up straight and holds me. My legs and knees feel like noodles from both the pleasure and the position. He turns me around and gives me a soft kiss.

"I... I'm going to be late. But that was amazing." We both laugh, feeling the bit of tension of those unspoken words I love you.

They were close from spilling from my lips, only holding myself in fear of scaring him. I have fallen so deeply for this beautiful man, but I am terrified to tell him. The unease of possibly losing him making me second guess myself at every moment. I need to tell him soon.

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I finally make it to work with 5 minutes to spare. I rush through putting my things in my locker, and running out to the nurses' station.