The Last One

THE LAST ONE-Chaper Eighteen

Sam

MEGHAN'S EYES WERE LIQUIDgreen as she stared at me. She was soft and pliant after comingtwice, but I could almost feel her desire growing again. Her handclosed on my cock, stroking up and down. She squeezed the head, andI moaned, my control slipping away with every movement of herfingers.

And when she took meinto her mouth, my vision tunneled.

She watched me watchingher as she lowered her lips around the shaft, taking me inch byinch until I hit the back of her throat. Her tongue circled, andthen she sucked hard as she withdrew. Her eyes never left my face,and my entire world shrunk to her mouth on my skin.

"I'm not going to lastlong with you doing that."

"Mmmhmmm." The vibrationof her voice added a new dimension to Meghan's brand of delectabletorture. She lifted her mouth and stroked me with her fingers. "Whyis that? Because it feels good?"

A groan was all I couldmanage. "You have no idea."

"Does it make you crazy?Because that's what I want. I want this to be the only thing youcan think about. I want this to be why you live and breathe." Shebrought her mouth to my cock again and moving faster, pumped hermouth up and down. "I want every part of you to burn for me. Onlyme."

"I do. I am." I dug myfingers into her thick hair. "And now I want to be inside you."

Meghan swirled hertongue over me one more time before she raised her head and slid upto my face. "That's good, because I need you inside me now."

I flipped her over andbrought my knees between her thighs as she parted her legs again."You're going to come again, and I'm going to feel it with my cockburied in you."

Her eyes dilated untilthey were nearly black. "I'll be happy to help you with that." Sheguided me to her entrance as I lowered myself. Rubbing the head ofmy dick over her slick and swollen folds, she raised up to takeme.

I didn't need a secondinvitation. I slid within the tight sheath that was still pulsingfrom her last orgasm. "Meghan, you feel so good. So perfect." Istroked within her, finding the spot that made her writhe evenmore. Balancing on one arm, I took both of her wrists in my otherhand and pinioned them above her head, then brought my mouth to onetempting nipple, sucking hard.

Meghan gave a strangledcry, and her frantic movements drove me ever closer to the edge ofmy own release, and I plunged faster, sure and strong.

"Sam." I opened my eyes,looking down at Meghan's face. Tears ran down her cheeks, and shewas biting her lip. "Don't stop, please. Don't stop. Sam-" Hervoice rose, and the sound of my name on her lips, the sight of hertears, drove me to come as she rocked her hips up one more time. Asmy body tensed, I dropped my lips to her ear, whispering her nameover and over.

It took several momentsbefore my vision cleared and my breath came back. I fell toMeghan's side, dropping one arm over my eyes. I wanted to hold hercloser, stroke her hair, murmur little meaningless words to her.But her departure was a tangible thing, lying between us, making itharder for me to reach out, knowing that soon she wouldn't behere.

Tonight we couldconnect, over and over, until the sun came up. Tonight we couldplay and giggle, pretend that this time would last forever. Wecould ignore the rest of the world and make this small clearing onthe river our only reality. But it couldn't last. When tomorrowcame, as it inevitably would, she was leaving, and I'd never seeher again.

Meghan's mind must havebeen following the same paths as mine, because she rolled over tome, slipping one arm across my stomach and laying her head on mychest. Her face was still wet with tears, and without looking ather, I brought my hand to her cheek and swiped at the wetthere.