Page 177 of S is for SEX

“So you still going to ride in the club?” she asked.

I shifted my body her direction until the pain reminded me to stop. “Fuck yes, I am. It might have changed me, but it didn’t change me into a twat. Jesus. I guess along with the change, it made me want to live life instead of just existing.”

“I was just asking,” she said with a laugh. “And you weren’t just existing, believe me.”

“Well, whatever I was doing, I’ve decided I want more out of life,” I said as I shifted my gaze to the ceiling.

“Starting when?’ she asked.

“Now. Starting now. I want to kiss you.” As soon as I heard the words escape my lips, I wished they hadn’t.

It wasn’t that I didn’t want to kiss her, because I did. Although my mind was obviously ready, I feared I wasn’t. Not yet. Before I had a chance to retract what I had said, apologize, or claim some type of mental incompetence, she sat up on the bed, leaned over me, and pressed her lips softly against mine.

Prior to the kiss, I couldn’t for the life of me recall the last time I actually kissed a woman. As our tongues fought for possession of the space our combined mouths created, I knew one thing for certain.

I’d never forget this kiss.

And I didn’t want it to end.

As the weight of her upper body shifted on top of my chest, she lifted herself by pressing her hands into the bed. Her breasts now lightly brushing against my chest as she straddled my torso, I pulled my lips away for a much needed breath.

As I attempted to focus on her face, I brushed her hair from her face, and over her shoulder.

“I just needed to take a breath. My lung…”

“Oh, I’m sorry. Maybe we should stop,” she sighed.

“No. No, we don’t need to stop, I just needed to…to take a breather. You might want to shift your weight a little lower. Move your hips down on my hips, and keep your little butt off my stomach. It’ll be less painful. You were sitting on me. Just lay on me,” I groaned.

As she shifted her weight and repositioned herself, she lowered her mouth to meet mine. As we began to kiss again, my mind filled with emotions I never knew existed. Feeling as if I wanted to cry, laugh, and scream for joy at the same time, I continued to kiss her eagerly. As I felt her weight against my hips, I realized, much to my surprise, my cock was steadily rising against my very low resistance sweat pants. I felt like I was in high school again.

Well, that’s a first.

Somewhat embarrassed and hoping I could convince it to recede - at least for a while - I attempted to think of anything but Sydney. As she continued to be the aggressor, kissing me passionately, I realized my attempts were not only feeble, but quite unsuccessful. When our lips finally parted for another much needed breath, she lifted her weight from my chest completely.

Now sitting on my upper thighs with her arms dangling at her sides, she gazed into my eyes and grinned.

“We’re together, right?”

Somewhat confused, and still reeling from a whirlwind of emotions, I pressed my elbows into the bed until my shoulders lifted slightly from the comforter. “Say again?”

“You and me? We’re together, right?” she said as she began to fumble nervously with the bottom of her tee shirt.

“Oh, yeah. Absolutely,” I nodded.

“No one else?” she said.

“No. Hell no, I want you to know…”

She leaned forward and pressed her index finger against my lips. “Shhh. That’s all I needed to know. Lean back.”

She lifted her shirt over her head, unclasped her bra, and tossed both on the floor beside the bed. As my cock continued to test the tensile strength of the cotton fabric of my sweats, I watched as she gripped the waistband and pulled them to my thighs. As my cock popped out of the sweats and stood at full attention, she shifted her eyes from my face to my cock, and back.

“Wow,” she gasped.

“That’s all I’ve got. Wow.” She chuckled as she reached down and gripped the shaft in her hand.

She slid her body along my legs until her boobs were pressing against my knees, and her blonde hair was draped over my hips. I could feel her warm breath against the tip of my pre-cum covered cock as she spoke.

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