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I moan.
Almost.
I kiss him like this is the only chance I'll ever have to kiss anyone.
The tension between my legs builds to a fever pitch. It's intense. I can barely take it.
Almost.
There.
With his next stroke, I come. Pleasure spreads through my thighs. It's a hell of an orgasm. Different than when I'm on my own. Better.
I dig my hands into his hair. I squeeze my thighs together reflexively. His hand is still between them. His hand is still on me.
He's not stopping.
He strokes me again. Again. His lips stay pressed against mine. I suck on his tongue. I lose track of my body, arching, and squeezing, and melting exactly where I need to.
His touch gets harder. Faster. I'm almost there already.
I cry out loud enough to wake the neighbors.
I come again. All that tension in my body releases in a perfect wave of pleasure. I exhale every ounce of air in my lungs.
I melt into the bed. I'm a puddle. I'm shapeless.
Miles looks up at me. His lips curl into a smile. I'm not sure if it's smug or proud. Hard to say. At the moment, it's hard to say what day or month it is.
He kisses me goodbye. "Fuck, Meg. I guess I don't need to ask if you'll miss me." He slides off the bed. "My cock isn't going to forgive me for leaving."
I stifle a grin.
"I'll make this up to you next time." He collects his things and takes a step towards the door. "Sleep tight."
"You, too. I mean, after you get home."
He waves on his way out the door.
It takes every bit of energy I have left—almost nothing—but I drag myself out of bed to lock the door, brush my teeth, pull on a pair of pajamas, and collapse in bed.
Miles brought me to orgasm. Twice. The two most amazing orgasms of my life. And now, he's on his way home.
I take a deep breath, but the calm I had a moment ago eludes me. We're friends with benefits. Nothing like boyfriend/girlfriend.
No reason why I should miss him.
No reason there should be an uneasy feeling in my stomach.
It's late. I'm tired. I ate almost nothing for dinner.
That's it. That has to be it.
Chapter Seven
"Sweetie, Futurama movies do not count as movies," Kara says. "I'll
let you have it because I love you, but you have to know it's total bullshit."
