The rapid, unstable inhale and exhale of your shuddering diaphragm made the cool beads of sweat tumble slowly down your trembling back. Raising Goosebumps over your tingling limbs, you could feel his cool hard breath against your neck, steam arose from your naked intertwined bodies in the cold.
In, Out, In, Out, In, you were trying to control your breathing, shhhh.... "Good Morning Beautiful" his velvet English accent filled your mind with memories of last night. "Would you object to allowing me to have my way with you, once more before i leave?" you wouldn't object, his piercing blue eyes melted your insides and he knew, he had his answer. You closed your eyes, and he delicately, kissed your lips, slowly increasing intensity, his hands were everywhere, your neck, your collar bones, your arms, your stomach, your leg, and the your hips where found your panties and glided them down your thighs, his hands felt like wild fire burning desire across you skin. His hot, fast breath against your neck leading him into one of his hicky frenzies.
You had done this before, you knew what Tom liked, but suddenly, you were nervous, your hands slowly began working their way down his shirt, undoing the buttons in a trepid manner. Tom knew you, Tom knew something was up (other than the obvious) "Baby? What's wrong?" his eyes closed as though he was broken inside, setting your heart alight with lust.
You grabbed his neck, and pulled him on top of you, your fingernails digging into his back, you kissed his jaw line, and began working on his trousers. His blue eyes, changed from sad and soft to ferociously hungry, his gaze drunk you in, licking his lips in anticipation. He glided his soft lips across your forehead, and slowly caressed your cheek.
His hands found your breasts and began slowly moving them in clockwise, circular movements, setting off an irresistible explosion of need, inside you. You glided your trembling hands down his chiselled chest and stomach untill you reached his full erection, and slowly began sliding your hand up, down, up, down, increasing speed and massaging him to his upmost pleasure.
Tom gestured to his trousers at the end of the bed, and it took all of your self determination to leave his sexy body, but you did, you went down and took the plastic packet out of his pocket, don't want any baby Hiddy's running around do we? "Put in on for me?" he whispered gently into your ear, you where beyond return now. You unrolled it, slowly, gently, carefully, rolling it down the mass shaft as you had so many times before. He licked your neck. And Pushed himself into you.
Tom was great at sex, he always had been, ever since the first time you hooked up, but that's all it was right? A hook up? He started slowly, only pushing the tip in, and then increased in speed, faster and deeper, the deeper he went, the more wild you became.
The electricity between you increased and consumed you. He whispered your name in that flawless soft voice over and over, then went in deep. You lost yourself in the pleasure of the moment, closing your eyes and softly moaning in harmony to his thrusts. You could feel your toes curling under your feet, and your breathing was hard against his. Heat spread through your body, clenching and unclenching your legs, arching your back, untill you were invoked purely in the bliss and sentiment of the moment.
...
You were groggy, barely awake, when you felt him leave, "i love you" his voice rolled off his tongue like satin, re-starting the constantly recurring riot inside you everytime he was present, what? he loves you? really? and like that, he was gone, leaving you wishing he could leave some proof this wasn't a dream. Being Toms girlfriend is all you had wanted since you met him four years ago. You found yourself wishing he'd leave you with one last "i love you" in that beautiful silk accent he always withheld.
