Stuck In Quarantine

22.

      Celeste didn't move from her position behind the door. She had her ear against it, and heard every word James spoke. She let it all sink in. And as she thought about what he said, a smile formed across her lips. Every word was rolling through her mind, like a bingo roller. She felt bad for being so harsh to him. She realized now, that she didn't give him much room to speak. And she was disappointed in herself for that.
      She knew, she had to go see him. But she didn't want to go right away. She left the door, and began to pace back and forth. She counted the seconds. Looking at her door, with a mission. After a few minutes, she gave in. She ran to the bedroom, to check herself over. She stood in front of the body mirror, and fixed her ponytail, and checked her makeup. She was wearing a, white Blink-182 concert shirt, that she turned into a crop-top. A pair of tight-black jeans, with Converse chucks.
      Once she was happy with how she looked. She took off from her bedroom, and left her apartment. Getting to James's door, she hesitated to knock. Bringing her hand up, and then down, a couple times. Until she pushed herself to finally knock. Her fist bounded loudly against the door. She could hear the sound of rustling from the inside. And then the door opened. Her eyes connected with James, and he looked shocked to see her.

      "Actually the door thought it was beautiful, what you said!" She exclaimed. As she jumped into his arms.

      She wrapped her legs tightly around him. And her lips connected hard, with his. He staggered back, and nearly fell over from the jump. But he wrapped his right arm round her. And he slammed the door closed with his, left. Celeste felt both of his hands reach under her ass, and squeeze tightly. And they kissed each other passionately.
      James carried Celeste to the bedroom, and tossed her on the bed. He climbed on top of her. She ripped off his shirt, and went straight for his jeans. Undoing them, as quick as she could. He took her shirt off, and stepped off the bed, and began pulling her jeans off. But with them being so tight, he nearly pulled her off the bed. They both laughed out loud. Celeste struggled as she peeled herself out of them.

        "Fucking tight jeans!" James said, through laughter.

      "Yeah, but they make my ass look good!" She replied. Out of breath, laughing, as she removed her jeans.

      "You'll have to put them back on, after! I didn't get a look!" James said. Throwing her jeans to the ground.

      Celeste removed her bra, and panties. Throwing them to the floor beside her jeans. James slipped his boxers off, grabbed a condom from his nightstand, put it on, and climbed on top of her. His lips met hers again. She gripped tightly onto his back, and dug her nails in. He moaned through their kiss. He stopped for a moment, and removed his lips. And stared at her for moment, looking deep into her eyes.

      "Are you ready?" He asked. As he reached down, and grabbed ahold of, himself.

      "Yes! Fuck me already!" She exclaimed. Going back for his lips, with hers.

      James slowly slide himself inside her. Celeste was dripping wet, and he slid in with ease. She moaned loudly, through their kiss. James grabbed her legs, and pushed them back, nearly touching her knees with her shoulders. His movements started slow, and then when she was relaxed, he started going faster, and faster. Celeste always hated the feeling of condoms, but it felt different this time. It felt amazing, it felt like he had nothing on.

      "God, you feel amazing! You feel so good, inside me!" She exclaimed.

      James started going harder and harder, with each thrust. Celeste reached down, and started playing with herself. She had never been fucked this hard before, and she loved it. But suddenly, James started to slow his rhthym down. He looked deep into her eyes, and smiled, and kissed her lips. Celeste wrapped her arms around his neck. She twirled her tongue, around his.
      James cradled her chin with his hand, stroking her bottom lip with his thumb. She had never been this desired, and wanted before. She reached up to kiss him, but he playfully pulls away. When she tries again, he pulls away. Celeste groans in frustration, her eyes begging for him. James slowly pulls out of her, and lays on his back.
      James grabs Celeste, and pulls her on top of him. He reaches down for, himself, again. And slowly slides everything into her. Celeste moans out. All her weight is laying against him, as she reaches to kiss his lips. He doesn't pull away this time.
Her ass was cupped in his hands, he removes one hand, and quickly brings it back. Giving her a hard smack.

       "Oh yes!" She moans.

      He removes his hand again, and reaches for her ponytail. He twists it around, to his wrist. And gives her a hard tug. He head pulls back, and she yells out in ecstasy. He begins to fuck her hard again, making her feel every inch of him. He keeps a medium pace, because he can feel the buildup deep inside. He knows he won't be able to hang on much longer. She feels too amazing.

      "I. Won't. Be. Able. To. Hang. On. Much. Longer." He said. Breathless, and in between thrusts.

      "That's okay, baby!" Celeste replied. Her words were moaned.

      James went faster, each movement pushing him closer, and closer to the edge.

      "Do it baby!"

      Her words pushed him over the edge. He felt the drop, and his body went rigid. Celeste could feel his body fall apart underneath him. And she could feel the warmth fill the inside of the condom. She stayed laying on top of James. Her body was exhausted, she had never been our through anything like that.
      She lifted her head, and looked at James. His eyes were closed, and his chest pulsating up and down. She leaned forward, pulling him out of her, and kissed him on the lips. Her hands cradled his face, and she held it gently. He looked at her, and brought his hands to his face, covering them. He felt embarrassed.

      "What's wrong?" She asked. Giving a small chuckle.

      "I didn't last that long... It's been so long... I tried to hold back, but I just couldn't with you! That's never happened to me before!"

She looked at him, like he was crazy. She knew that was a stupid reason to feel bad. She brought his face up, and kissed his lips.

      "Don't feel bad. It's okay! I understand! You'll always have next time." She said.

      Celeste laid down beside James. He quickly sat up, removed the condom, and threw it in the trash. He reached for a blanket, and draped it over himself, and Celeste. And snuggled in close to her. Holding her body tight to his. Celeste was smiling like a fool. She couldn't deny how happy she was. And she didn't want this happiness to end. She wanted to hold onto it, for as long as she could. She wished everyday could feel like this.