But that feeling subsided quickly thanks to just how wet and ready I was for him. I didn’t feel anxious at all.
In fact, he made me feel safe.
I trusted him to take care of me and willingly gave myself to him. He might have been a perfect stranger, but something had clicked inside me and I intuitively knew he was a good guy.
He rocked slowly at first, moving in and out carefully. He was in no rush, and neither was I. He kissed my lips, exploring every inch of my mouth with his tongue as the pleasure inside me grew steadily, like a fire, and each thrust stoked the flames, making them grow higher until I couldn’t take it anymore.
I cried out, screaming his name as the pleasure overtook me. My legs tightened around him, and my nails dug into his flesh as I climaxed. Graham continued his steady movements as I flailed underneath him. His strong body held me down, keeping me in place as I came. And even after my orgasm subsided, I wasn’t done. I could feel another burning inside.
Graham pulled out, and I cried out, “Please don’t stop!”
“I’m not stoppin’ honey, don’t you worry,” he assured me. “But I want you on top of me. I need to see your glorious body above me.”
Panic ran through my body. I was going to be on top? I was in control?
Graham grabbed my hips, and we rolled over until I was straddling him. I rubbed my pelvis against him, his member sliding against me. The feeling was nice, but I knew I needed him inside me again, and fast.
I grabbed him and guided him into my opening, sliding down his member. I whimpered as I sat there with him buried deep. It took me a second before I felt comfortable moving. I rocked back and forth, grinding against him. His hands explored my body, taking my breasts and squeezing them tightly. He teased the nipples with his fingertips, and that amped up the pleasure. I was already back on the edge of orgasm, my movements becoming more erratic.
“I’m—I’m—” was all I could say as a second orgasm washed over me.
Graham grabbed my hips, helping me keep up the movements. He lifted me and slammed me down against him, pushing his body upward to meet my thrusts.
A low, animalistic growl escaped him as he pulled me down against him one last time. I felt his member throbbing inside me. He was filling me with his seed.
We hadn’t used a condom.
The idea of him filling me, however, was so hot, I came a third time with him. My body shook as I cried out in pleasure until I literally collapsed on top of him. My head rested between his neck and shoulder and I listened as his heart thundered in his chest.
I didn’t want to let him go.
Though I knew, when the morning came, I would have to do just that.
I realized that night that I wasn’t cut out for one-night stands.
No matter how amazing the sex was.
Ooo000ooo
I sighed as I slipped into the seat of the plane. The flight would be a quick one, not much time to sleep, but I was utterly exhausted. The bachelorette party had ended early, though my night had lasted longer, then I was up bright and early for the wedding. Then the reception went until midnight and my flight was at seven in the morning. I would collapse as soon as I got home, I knew that for sure.
I closed my eyes and thought about the weekend. A smile spread across my face at the memories. It wasn’t often that I was able to return to Liberty and see everyone, and everything had been perfect. I thought about Graham and the night I spent with him, and as much I hated leaving the way I did, it was for the best. I wasn’t naive enough to expect anything to happen between us. He was a stripper; they didn’t form relationships with customers. Guys like that didn’t want to enter into long-distance relationships after one night of hooking up. A heavy weight had settled in my belly as I thought about leaving him the next morning. I had to be very quiet as I slipped from the bed. I was already late and decided I’d shower at Liv’s place to avoid waking him and enduring the awkward conversation that would have followed.
I opened my eyes and stared out the airplane window. My cousin, Miranda,