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He pushes himself into me while we stare into each other's eyes. I watch him, his face twisting in pleasure as he plunders me. I tighten around him, feeling the fullness of his girth inside me.
Ethan grunts and presses into me with more vigor. He lays on top of me, his cock buried deep inside me and kisses me.
I feel my body stir unexpectedly. A slow tingle building from deep inside me, my muscles tensing as his body moves slowly, in rhythm drawing circles inside me without pulling out.
My breathing staggers, my body tightens and I quiver. My muscles tensing and pulsing. I'm sweating, spasming and Ethan is barely moving. I wrap my arms around him holding him tightly as I climax.
Ethan starts to slowly thrust as my orgasm subsides. He's moving deeper inside me, barely pulling out, he presses against me. Pushing on my belly, I try to catch my breath, I gasp and moan, trying to hold back another orgasm.
Ethan moves faster, his pelvis grinding against my clit as he smashes into me.
I grip onto the sheets and try to grab onto the bed with my toes.
Ethans breathing becomes ragged, he keeps in time, pushing into me, deeper and harder until the bed starts to shake and bang against the wall. A slow rhythmic banging growing louder with every moan, every groan and every whimper of pleasure.
I feel my belly contract. Ethan moves faster, we're both dripping with sweat. My muscles ache, but I can't stop my body from twitching.
I press myself back into the bed and convulse, shaking and trembling, trying to grip onto control and failing.
Ethans groans grow louder, he's panting and moaning above me, his cock moving in and out of me as I tremble.
Ethan rolls off me spent, his body trembling next to mine. We both pant and, hand in hand, stare up at the ceiling.
18
Ethan
Ilook over at Cassidy, laying naked next to me trying to catch her breath.
The sun’s rising behind the clouds casts a purplish light through the window and over the bed.
Cassidy and I spent the night talking and working through the physical aspects of love. The lust in lovemaking left us both breathless countless times through the night.
Now it's morning, the sun is rising and the birds chirp energetically through the garden and we are spent.
Cassidy’s ideas make more sense in the light of day. The missing piece of my puzzle was never a missing piece at all. Instead it was an unnecessary part of the experience that made everything a lot more complicated.
We don't need to promise forever. Love can't promise forever and, no matter how real it is, there can't ever be any guarantees.
Cassidy was right both times, we cannot manufacture love but we can create the conditions for love to develop. It's just as real inside the resort as it is outside.
"You were right," I say softly, running the back of my hand down her face. "Maybe, just maybe this could actually work, but never without you."
Cassidy blushes, hiding a proud grin.
"I gave up on any chance of this working but you gave it a new lease on life. I could never have seen it the way you see things," I gush.
None of it is flattery. I don't have any reason to lie to Cassidy anymore. Laying all my cards on the table feels different. I'm not sure I like the vulnerability that comes with it, but I'm glad to be rid of the guilt that plagued me before.
The honesty is refreshing.
Cassidy looks over at me with a sleepy smile. "I'm curious," she says, tickling the side of my stomach.
She's drip feeding me her thoughts. I know there is more to her question than simple curiosity. It makes me nervous, Cassidy makes me nervous. I decide to give her the long vague story, leaving out the details I suspect she wants to know until I have some understanding of why she suddenly wants to know.
"This whole thing started with a bet between you and your friend," she says. "If everything had gone as planned and you and I could convince him that I had fallen in love with you," she pauses thinking carefully, picking her words. "How much would you get?" She asks.
I look over at her, even after everything I'm scared the truth might hurt her. Do I pretend I did it for a lot of money? Will it justify it to her or do I tell her it was just a little money. Will the project itself be justification enough?
