Ch. 22 Worth Fighting For

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Sherri's POV: 

We make love well into the night and by the time she drifts off to sleep the clock reads 4:23.  I can't sleep so I turn on the bedside lamp and just watch her sleeping.  Her hair is wild and her body is completely naked save for the sheet which is just wrapped just under her breasts and over her hips.  I can't stop staring at her even though I just spent hours licking and sucking and kissing those soft lips, that pale skin, her gorgeous breasts, those perfect pink nipples, her muscular abs, those strong white thighs, her plump pale pussy lips and the pink, wet folds of her hot and swollen vulva. I take it all in, memorizing the shape and texture of her body. I want to remember this forever.  I want to remember every graphic detail of our time spent together from the way she would simply kiss my cheek to the way she would incorporate sex acts of the kinkier and dirtier variety when we would get really hot and wild, images of which would be seared into my memory forever. The way she looked at me when she went down on me, the grunts she made as she finger fucked me hard, the way she arched her back and tensed all of her muscles when she came, the feel of her tender clit underneath my tongue and between my lips, the way she shuddered and shook when I would suck on it...  I wanted to remember everything.

Our future was so uncertain. We had just over 3 days left here and neither of us knew what the future held. I was pretty sure Kamar and I were done, and that was harder for me than I thought. We put a lot of time and years and effort into our time together and it wasn't going to be easy letting that go. And there was no guarantee that Teri and I would be together. We both had lives we had built that wouldn't be easy to just walk away from. And as much as I loved her, my number one priority once we left here was to make sure our friendship survived. It would be difficult to live without her in my bed, but it would be impossible to live without her by my side. She was my best friend above everything else, and it was worth sacrificing all the other parts of our relationship to ensure that remained intact.

"Whatcha thinking about?" She asks stretching before opening her eyes.

"Nothing. Go back to sleep," I say smiling at her.

"I can feel your eyes on me. And, if I'm being honest, it's kind of turning me on."  She opens one eye and sticks her tongue out playfully.

"Better put that tongue back in your mouth before I put it to work," I say playfully as I move onto my stomach and move my face close to hers.

"Stop threatening me with a good time," she laughs as she reaches up and tangles her hand in my hair before kissing my lips softly.

"But seriously...  are you okay?" she asks pulling back and gently playing with my hair.

"Yeah, I'm okay. I mean right now I am. I was just thinking about everything and how I don't know how any of this is going to play out. It's a little scary."

"You don't have to tell him about us Sherri. You can go back and try to fix your marriage. I know it's very hard to walk away. I did it. Twice. And even though Jamie and I never married we had Bayley so it was just as hard. I don't envy your position and I would never push you in that direction. That's your choice."

"Kamar and I are over. It's just the way it is. But that's doesn't guarantee anything for us. Inside this room, on this vacation, this is easy. It's like an alternate reality. But outside?  Outside of this room and this vacation there are so many other factors. And as much as I love you?  And as much as I love fucking you?  Good God do I love fucking you," she says closing her eyes and sighing deeply, "My first priority when we leave here is making sure our friendship survives. To me nothing is more important. And I don't want to hurt you."

"You're not going to," she says pulling me on top of her. "I'm not fragile and I'm not stupid. I never thought we would leave here and we'd sweep each other off our feet and live happily ever after. There's so many things to figure out. It won't be easy. None of this will. But it will be worth it. No matter what happens. You are my best friend and nothing, I mean nothing will ever change that. But while we are here, together like this, you are also my lover. And I'm going to continue to treat you like that. Are you okay with that?"

"Is that a serious question?," I ask smirking. "Now come here," I say opening her legs so I am resting between them.

"Why don't you arch that sexy back of yours and slide your bald, wet pussy against mine?"

"Like this?" I ask as I lock eyes with her and reach between us, linking our clits together.

"Just. Like. That." she groans. "You're so slick. So hot... mmm, baby just like that." she utters out through heavy breaths as I begin to ride her harder, grinding our pussies together and arching my back more so my tits sway between us, our nipples grazing against each other as I slide back and forth against her.

"Waxing was the best idea ever," she hisses. "I can feel everything. I'm going to cum all over you." Her hands go to my ass and grip my cheeks, pulling me harder into her.

"Mmm, yeah?" she asks. "I want to feel you cum on me baby. I want your wetness all over my pussy. I want to feel your clit pulse against mine. Give it to me baby."

I ride her harder, quicker and I can feel her thighs start to tremble around me. She closes her eyes as her orgasm begins and I stop moving.

"What? Why? I was..."

"Look at me. I want you to look at me when you cum," I demand as I start rocking slow. "If you close your eyes I will stop. I want to watch you cum. Understand?"

She looks at me through hooded eyelids and nods her head as I begin riding her hard again. I can feel my orgasm begin to build and my body begins to tense as I grind down harder against her.

I thought we would have to readjust our position a few times because it seemed like keeping our centers aligned would be a challenge, but our bodies fit perfect for this steamy act and it's much easier than I thought it would be.

The room is quiet save for the sounds of our shortened breaths and the slick, slippery sounds of our pussies sliding together. Our breathing heightens, our skin is slick with sweat, and soon we are cumming together. She grabs the back of my neck and pulls me down close, looking deep into my eyes as my cunt leaks all over hers. The feeling of our hot liquids mixing together and spreading over my clit causes my body to tremble and shake uncontrollably, and in this moment I know that no matter what happens in the future I will never love anyone as much as I love her right now.
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