An Old Friend ✔️

TWELVE

Huffing and puffing I was sweaty and hot.

But I didn't want it to stop.

Jin was still on top of me, but this time his chest was flat on mine, and his face tucked into my neck.

He was still hard and going strong, each stroke inside of me slow and deliberate.

But I could feel everything.

He pushed and pulled against my slick and sensitive walls making me whimper. Since he was laying on top of me, not only was he stretching me in a heavenly manner, but his pelvis was rubbing against my clit, intensifying the pleasure.

I was on cloud nine.

He felt better than I ever imagined.

The coil that was in my stomach was tightening slowly, and the build up was boggling my mind making my eyes roll back in my head. I could feel every vein and curve in his perfect cock and his breath tickled my ear as he panted and grunted against it.

"I've never...nngg...gone this...fuck...long before." He let out.

I laughed breathily and he stopped his movement deep inside, lifting his head to look at me. He was just as sweaty as I was, and I had to push back the hair on his forehead to see his eyes clearly. He was a little dazed but I leaned up to whisper in his ear. "Neither have I."

He groaned and brought his body off of me, but kept close holding his weight on his elbows and forearms. He started moving again, this time resting his forehead on my chest. I curled my fingers through is hair, and when he snapped his hips a little harder, my body jerked upwards and my mouth let out a small 'yelp.'

He continued to do this in a steady, but hard rhythm until I couldn't take it anymore. I felt myself clench down on him for the 3rd time that evening, and in a silent scream my back arched and my body was rocked into another orgasm.

"Shit." He hissed from above me. His hand took hold of my shoulder, holding on tightly while he started to erratically thrust into me. I felt his cum shoot out, and the warmth of it gave me chills. As he came, he chanted praises to me. "So good. So good, so fucking perfect...oh fuck!"

I felt a tear leave my eye from the oversensitivity, and once Jin finally stopped, his body collapsed on top of mine.

Not that I minded.

At all.

We were both breathing heavily again, and my heart was beating a million times per second, and Jin noticed.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah." I breathed. "You?"

"I'm fine, but I feel like you're about to have a heart attack." He laughed. "Was the dick that good?"

I lightly tapped him on the shoulder making him chuckle. "Shut up."

He smiled and curled his arms around me, and rested his head on my chest once again. His hold on me was tight, and I couldn't help but let out s sigh of satisfaction. His arms were secured around the back of my shoulders and I was thankfully on very fluffy pillows keeping me comfortable under him.

And he was still inside of me.

This time he was softening, and I wasn't sure if I was relieved about that or not. I swallowed thickly, and slowly the high he gave me started to fade, and the alcohol I had consumed wasn't quite as intoxicating. The reality of what I just did was seeping into my mind, and my thoughts started to go crazy.

Was I just a lay for him? Did he just use me because I confessed? Did he think I was easy? What made him want this.

"Hey." His voice rang making me pull my attention back to him. He hadn't moved an inch, but he was wide awake and waiting. "Stop it."