Page 81 of Until We Burn
She’s so beautiful. I can’t believe I get to have her like this.
“Keep going,” I groan into her ear, “be a good whore and come all over me.”
Her legs tremble, her grip on me tightens. Diana’s tits bouncing behind her shirt have me grunting in frustration. Diana jerks against me, before her orgasm unravels through her body and empties her mind. I come so hard, white flashes across my eyes. The last bit of pleasure peters out between us. My thrusts slow down, Diana’s hips grind to a stop. She slumps into me. I hug her tight, nestling my lips against her ear.
“It’s okay,” I whisper, “you’re okay, you’re good.”
My fingers thread through her hair, gently holding her face still as she catches her breath.
“You alright?”
“Mhm…” She sighs. “Thank you for this.”
“Hey, it’s what we agreed on, right?”
“Right.”
Still, a shadow of worry crosses her face no matter how relaxed her body feels against mine.
“What’s wrong?” I coax. “You can tell me.”
“N-Nothing.” Diana avoids my gaze and fiddles with my hoodie strings instead. “I’m just hungry.”
I’m about to call her out until I notice the time on my phone. It’s actually almost lunch.
“We can grab food somewhere else if you don’t want to be on campus?” I suggest. “I’m free all day until seven when I have to give my presentation at the Pacific Observer.”
I’m lying. I have an econ midterm to study for, but I can’t focus on that until I’ve made sure Diana is okay.
That’s what friends do, right?
“Okay.” Diana smiles a little. “I’d like that.”
“Alright.” My nose brushes against hers, making her giggle. “Getting railed and then getting food. The Mason-Maiau stress relief service is up and running. What else can I get for you?”
Diana ponders for a while before she decides. “I want to go shopping, too.”
“Sure, yeah. Let’s do it.”
“For books,” she clarifies. “The pile under my bed is running low.”
Pile under her bed? I shake my head. It’s probably a girl thing. Like using that metal torture device to curl their eyelashes.
“We can go to Indigo,” I suggest. “They have a café there, so we can grab some food and then go book shopping.”
For the first time, Diana’s smile is genuinely relaxed. “Your stress relief service deserves five stars.”
She’s so close that my eyes drop to her lips. One more move, and I’ll lose myself in her all over again.
A car alarm suddenly goes off, springing us apart.
Diana clears her throat and tucks her hair behind her ear. “So, I should…um?—”
“Oh, right, yeah. Delivery service. I gotta…” I smile, gesturing uselessly at the air.
Diana’s eyes dart left and right before they cast down at me. “Kai?”
“Yeah?”
