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Out of the shower, I find myself in his room wearing the blue bathrobe he bought for me. It’s a basic number for me to lounge in while visiting him.
The only light on is from the television’s glare. The volume is low while Netflix’s fire logs crackle on the screen. We each have a small pouring of white wine in plastic cups and are snuggled together on top of the covers.
Sometimes I feel like our silence reveals so much. I suspect we use silence to muffle our true feelings for each other. It’s as if we watch our real thoughts hug each other in the air before our bodies’ needs take over.
It’s not long until he presses his mouth onto mine, releasing an insatiable, horny groan that guarantees my wetness to take over.
“Right now, you’re mine,” he whispers in my ear as his hand slips between the opening of my robe.
He twists my nipple as his eyes pierce me with lust. He loves giving a little pain as much as I love receiving it.
We’re so quick at turning his motel room into a sex cave. I give him a wet kiss as I spread my legs. He takes my cup from my hand and places it on his nightstand. A thrill of excitement rushes through my body as he fingers me deeply. His eyes are on an all-time alert as he finds joy and arousal from watching my body jerk with great desire. He bites his lip and pecks at my neck, pulling back often to watch my facial expressions that gotta be oozing with sheer ecstasy.
“Cum for me, Sadie. Soak it up for me.”
I don’t respond as the stream releasing itself between my legs is all he needs to know. I drench his palm with my undoing, and I feel incapable of moving a muscle as he places his mouth all over my body. He pulls at my flesh as he rambles spicy sweet nothings in my ear.
“You are the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted.” “I want you around the clock, night and day,” and “Do you have any idea how much I love this?” Fuck, the word “love” out of his mouth burns my desire even deeper.
This is all the confirmation I need to know; he very much thinks of me as I think of him. He must have some strong feelings for me. I’d bet money on it if I could.
He yanks off his robe and climbs over me. I allow him to take me gently this time. As he hovers over me with his firm, solid body, I press my fingernails into his arms as if to make sure he doesn’t let go. His cock, bulging and hungry, inches inside me with so much care, as if it’s his very first time in me. Whenever he enters, a wave of sensations flutters from the top of my head to the soles of my feet. He fills me up so deep and strong.
Taking his time at first, he holds my chin with one hand, staring deeply into my eyes.
“Your eyes want me to fuck you harder, huh?”
“God, yes.”
He speeds up as his breath tickles my collarbone. My fingernails clench deeper into his skin. He bellows out a heavy groan and slams into me over and over as if this is his last chance with me.
It’s all electrifying. How he can go from making love to me as if it’s my first time so tender and sweet. And now, like a new being, he’s pounding me so seductively, so thoroughly, as if this is his one chance to prove his love for me.
“Freddy!” I holler.
Pressing his fists into the mattress, he lifts himself higher above me. His entire lower half pulses with ravenous stamina, overwhelming every muscle of my body.
I feel his liquid rush inside his condom. It always feels so close, as if, in some way, it seeps inside of me. Maybe it’s just my mind. I really want to go get birth control, but I’ll need to get a doctor out of town. Emily’s mom is Hillpike’s primary gynecologist, and the other one is a man who I refuse to go to.
It would just be pure heaven to feel Freddy completely inside of me. Almost like the way I think he may have penetrated me when we fell asleep in Chicago. I’m not certain, but when I got up to use the restroom, I thought I smelled us both between my legs.
Now’s not the time to think of all that. For now, I watch him slide his dick out of me, so he can rid himself of the material that prevents us from truly feeling each other.
Intoxicated by good loving, my emotions take the microphone.
“If only I could control the future,” I mumble.
Freddy gives me a sharp glance. “What if you could?”
“I’d remove everyone’s judgment and make it okay for us to be together, but that’s only because I crave your dick.”
I laugh to lighten the mood. I can’t reveal all my desires; it’s against the rules Freddy created to protect our hearts, but I’m an honest person.
“I crave your loving too. And if I could control the future, I’d travel the world with you, so we can share each other’s bodies everywhere.”
“But it’s all for our fantasies, right?”
He doesn’t respond. God, he’s not helping. Imagining us making love on every continent sends a chill over my body. I know he has enough money to send us somewhere beautiful, far away from the Midwest. Dear God, why can’t this be real?
