Her Name Was Meloni

no one else

Without a word between us, he pulled himself out and plunged himself to the hilt. I could feel my core wanting  to cling to him. I could see his face contorting in pure lust and ecstasy and I could just imagine what lines looked like. I have always thought me and Tate were soul mates. Yes, I know. It's corny. But I truly did, however this is the first where I felt where we were truly one. Mind. Body. And soul.

His arms were on either side of my head and i could see them trembling. Before I could ask if he was ok, he pulled out of me again and slammed into me harder, and it cut off any words that I was thinking to say. His hips began to grind against mine and cock plunged into me. The rhythm was fast and smooth and I couldn't help but squirm a little under him.

He smiled a little and kissed me quick and passionately before sitting up. He grabbed my hips and began to guide my hips into him. I could hear our skin slapping as he picked up his pace. At this point staying quiet was not a possibility. I could hear every unworldly moan that left my mouth and. I swear the more he heard the faster and harder he would get.

"Good girl." He said as I began meet him half way. I propped myself on my elbows and lifted my hips up to meet his thrust. One of his arms reached down and pulled me up pushing me flushed against him. And I could feel him slide deeper inside of me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck as his hands guided my hips onto him. I could feel myself getting closer to something and I could feel my body tensing and intending around him.

As the intense feeling got closer, I could feel my self again anting to pull away. I knew the sensation was gonna  be too much and for some reason I wasn't ready. But before I could even attempt to move, Tate stopped my hips from moving and began to pump into me. And the feeling just kept building.

It was too much.

"T-ta....Tate. It's....fuck...oh my god...it's too...too much." I could barely get the words out from in between his thrust. They became more erratic and uneven, which added to the pulse between my legs.

"Don't run from it." Was all he said through his grunts. His voice was velvety and rough at the same time. He began to speed up a little more and I could feel his muscles contracting. I could feel myself so close to the precipice of ecstasy.

"I-i think I'm gonna......I'm gonna....im-" be fore I could finish my sentence, Tate reach one of his hands between my legs and began to rub my clit and everything went white. A silent scream left my lips and my body went as stiff as a board. Every few seconds a random rush of pleasure would hit me causing me to shake. I was distantly aware of Tate moving me around and but I was so out of it that I had no clue what he was as doing and before I knew it I was asleep.

When I woke up I was wrapped in the arms of a smiling Tate. One of his hands was on my waste and the other was caressing my cheek. "Hello, little owl."

"Hi." I said. I scooted myself closer to him and immediately regretted. I was sore.

"Was I too rough?" He asked.

And I shook my head no. Then the sweet memory of my first time came through my groggy mind. And how- wait a minute.

"Um Tate?" I called to him.

"Mmm." He hummed to me. His eyes roamed over me like I was the most precious thing he had ever seen and it caused my stomach to do back flips.

"Did you wear a condom?" I asked.

A small chuckle left his lips. "Yes. I did. And before you ask, I put it on while I was eating you out."

I could feel my cheeks warm. I mentally scolded my self for not thinking about protection before we started.

"And I'm clean too. I took the necessary test after our movie night. I haven't been with anyone since I met you but I still wanted to make sure."

My hearted sung at his words.

Since we met??

"Yeah. When we met I was already starting fighting again and I just didn't have time for women but when I met you......it was you. And no one else."