Split

Wow

Dennis had me crushed against the sofa, keeping my hands away from my body and making sure that I couldn't move an inch... not that I wanted to...
His lips didn't leave mine for a second and he was kissing me almost uncomfortably hard, letting his tongue explore my mouth and soon my neck. His tongue was hot and I could feel goosebumps spread down my body as his breath caressed my flesh. I tried to move my head to kiss him again but he bit down on the thin skin on my neck in protest and held my forearms tighter. I froze, obeying his command, and let him move further down to my chest.
He finally let go of one of my arms to hold my breast, then his wandering lips were there too. I was trying not to panic at the thought of someone seeing something so personal so close up, but as his chin grazed my inner thigh, all thoughts of fear were pushed aside.
He didn't say anything as he moved back up towards my face, gripping my jaw before kissing me deeply.

Our bodies seemed to be perfectly in sync, moving in time with one another and we almost matched each others breathing. In that moment it was like we were one person, and I found it hard to believe that I'd ever thought any differently about this man.
I couldn't last much longer like this, it was bad enough before-now it was almost impossible to keep myself from breaking! I lost any control that I was keeping before and clung to Dennis as if he was going to save me from the whirlpool I was falling into. It was no use; he had already began to slip himself, and practically smothered me as his arms gave out, leaving him lying with all his weight on me. We both lay there, holding each other, unable to move (me more than him) and unable to talk. We just stayed there.
After a few minutes, maybe he remembered that he was squashing me, he shakily rose to rest on his elbows and looked down at me. He kissed me softly on the head, leaving his lips pressed against the skin for a long time before pulling away to look at me again.
"Are you okay?" He asked, his voice shaky.
I nodded, still too exhausted to talk, and he rolled off of me, laying on his side next to me so that he could continue to look at me, "you'd tell me if there was something wrong, wouldn't you?"

"Yes."

"Good... wow..." he let his head loll to the side so that it rested on his arm, "I don't know what to say."

I smiled, turning to face him, "me neither."

Dennis reached for my hair and tucked it behind my ear, smiling softly, "thank you."

"It was my pleasure," I chuckled, "do you want to have a shower?"

He groaned, "I do... but not yet. I need a minute to get some energy back... can we just lay here a while?"

"Of course," I rested my head on his shoulder and held his arm, letting him rest his head on mine and close his eyes.

Wow.
Barry would be ashamed of me...