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His demands cause my desire to explode inside me, bringing the familiar but always intoxicating feeling of my orgasm starting to build. His tongue sweeps across my neck, his fingers reaching between my legs right where tension is the highest. I can’t help but cry out.
Goosebumps erupt all over my skin, and a brief nothingness blossoms in my mind as my entire essence stretches in every direction. Oh goodness, how will I concentrate if he's distracting me so much with his mouth?
As if he reads my mind, Jeremy’s palms cup my bottom, giving him leverage to thrust deeply. His pace and speed are torturous. I throw back my head and let out a moan, as he pushes in and out of me, each time plunging inside me with perfect, merciless aim.
Back and forth, up and down. I clutch the back of his seat and bob my body. I move my hips faster and faster, digging my fingers into his shoulders.
He growls my name as he shudders underneath mine. I grab onto him as my body contracts. He raises my hip and then thrusts so deep, hitting my G-spot with a shattering force. He thrusts inside me hard and fast and couples that by sliding his thumb back and forth on my nub.
The pleasure is so intense that my hips jerk, my lips pressed in a line, and my eyes close. When the orgasm hits me, it’s as intense as his touch. As damning, too, because I can’t stop releasing sounds that I usually muffle with the back of my hand.
"Chloe… my Chloe," he gasps, chanting my name like some sort of mantra. I don’t know how he has managed to time this, but he cums at that exact moment and, for the first time, lets out a loud roar himself.
I buckle and collapse against him as my body jerks uncontrollably with excruciating ecstasy. He kisses me and gently strokes my hair.
Then, I freeze. Two things hit me at the same time. Oh my god.
What the hell have you done, Chloe?
I look down where my body and his are still joined and realize he didn't use protection. I'm not on the pill.
I just had unprotected sex.
Not just. I've been having unprotected sex with Jeremy. Oh god. And he is still buried inside me.
I try to rise off of him, but he pushes me back down on his lap, still kissing and rubbing me.
"What’s wrong?" he asks.
Everything is wrong, I want to say, but I can’t. I can’t be the mood killer right now, not after we’ve made up after that horrible moment when he drove off.
"I need to go back. I've been gone for too long, and Ella will be looking for me." He releases me, and I slide to my seat, adjusting my clothes.
"I hate that you have to go." I can barely hear his words as my thoughts are running wild with the possibility of being pregnant.
God, no. Please. That would be a total disaster. Jeremy has never used protection after our first night in New Jersey. Every time we’ve made love after that has been frantic, accidental, and unexpected. I don't know how I could have been so stupid.
Jeremy pulls into the resort, and I slip out of the car quietly. "You look troubled. What’s wrong?" he asks, so tenderly that I could cry.
I want to scream "I'm in deep trouble," but I don't.
Jeremy slides out and stands beside me. "What are you doing? Someone could see you," I hiss, looking around to make sure no one is coming out of the front doors.
"I don't care. It's you I care about." I don't know why I feel the urge to cry, but I do. I wish this setting were different. "Chloe what’s wrong? Do you wish I hadn’t come here?"
A look flashes in his eyes, but I can't pinpoint what it is. Vulnerable. Nervous. Uncertainty. I don't know which one clouds the other.
One thing is sure: my answer. Whatever I say now will mean a lot to him. Both my palms find his cheeks, and I stare at hisface, his eyes. They’re full of stars, planets, and galaxies. They possess an otherworldly allure, an overwhelming presence, yet within them lies my refuge, my haven.
The safest thing on earth.
"No, Jeremy, I don't regret us, but..."
He swallows my words in a kiss. "That is all that matters."
He kisses me slowly like he is savoring the moment, trying to memorize every contour of my lips. I pull back, darting my eyes at our surroundings.
"Jeremy, someone will see us."
