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The anticipation was building.
My moans were coming faster, and his groans were getting deeper.
The more I rolled my hips, the more he squeezed my flesh.
His touch was all too familiar, and yet, there was something that felt foreign about it. Had it been that long? Or was there something tentative about his touch.
It didn’t matter to me. I loved it all the same.
I didn’t want any of it to stop, and yet, I needed it to. Because if we didn’t stop what we were doing now, we’d never get to where I was certain we both wanted to go.
I was desperate.
All of the touching and anticipation had built me up, and I was terrified I might not make it to the main event.
For the first time since he’d started kissing me on the bed, I tore my mouth away from his and begged, “Please. I need you inside.”
Rolling once more so that I was on my back, Johnny settled his hips between my parted thighs, reached down between us, and positioned himself. His eyes on mine, he slowly pushed forward.
My lips parted as a soft moan escaped from the back of my throat.
“Fuck,” he groaned. “Fuck, baby, I missed your sweet body. I missed being inside you.”
He was undoing me.
“Please move,” I pleaded with him.
Johnny did just as I asked.
But he took his time. He pulled his hips back slowly, dragging his cock out of me, and when it was just the tip left inside, he thrust forward just as gradually.
For the first several thrusts, Johnny didn’t take his eyes off of mine. But eventually, he dropped his head down and kissed my neck.
My hands were roaming over the expanse of his back, touching every part of him that I could reach. I wanted to reclaim every part of him, every part that I’d been deprived of for so long.
Johnny rolled us again, him going to his back and me on top. He captured one of my breasts in his mouth. Nipping. Licking. Sucking.
Groaning.
And while he did that, he continued to lift his hips and thrust his cock into me. He never increased his pace, and he prevented me from moving my hips at the pace that I was craving.
But it didn’t matter.
My body had become a bundle of heat. The familiarity of being with Johnny again for the first time in so long building me up at a record pace. Tingles were paving the way for full on spasms, and I was attempting to brace myself.
It wasn’t going to work, though.
“Honey,” I called out my warning.
“Thank God,” he grunted, his pace increasing ever so slightly.
That was all I needed. A handful of thrusts later, it happened, and it was huge. Pleasure shot through my body, one wave after another, and the force of it was so tremendous, I nearly missed Johnny finding his release in the middle of my own.
By the time it left me, I could no longer keep myself upright. I collapsed on top of my husband, him happily taking my weight.
And for several long minutes afterward, neither of us said a word.
We fought to regain control of our breathing, Johnny doing it while trailing his fingertips gently along my spine. As for me, I allowed my eyes to close as I relished the feel of his continued touch and the utter satisfaction I felt.
