The sadness in her eyes glistened like wet tears waiting to fall. Even in the shadows of the room I could see the look clouding her face. Her lips, capable of the tenderest of smiles and such affectionate laughter, were turned down at their soft corners. A quiet discourse had seeped into her with the early morning, as bleak and clouded as the sky outside.
I wrapped my arms around her, feeling her naked skin slide against me, the both of us still damp with sweat from our last night of lovemaking. Neither of us spoke, afraid that speaking aloud would make the oncoming reality loom even closer. I breathed in the honeyed musk of her, still dizzying after the hours we had spent in the room. I knew I needed the sleep that was trying to cloud my mind but I fought against it, not wanting to lose any of this time. Sleep could be found sometime later, sometime after the day had passed.
"What you thinking?" I asked into her hair, my fingers tracing lazy circles against the soft mound of her breast. Her hip shifted between my thighs as she turned, immediately stirring the blood in my resting cock.
Her lips brushed my neck when she spoke. "I don't want to leave this."
I pulled her tighter in my arms, her suppleness crushing alongside me like the tender petals of a flower in my palm. The sleepy daze in my head was falling away, melting beneath the heat that was beginning to rise. "I don't want you to leave."
Her fingers tightened into my ribs as she drew in a heavy breath. Her foot slid against my shin, pushing the blanket down even further. Cool air gathered over our bodies. "Shh. Don't," she whispered, her fingers stopping my lips before I could utter another word. Her body, lithe and graceful, slid around mine so that she was looking down into my face.
"I want you inside me once more before I leave."
Her lips spoke against mine, replacing the fingers that slid down my throat to rest on my chest, seeking out the beating of my heart. We melted into each other slowly, the taste of one another stirred by the cuatious touch of our tongues. Her breasts swung against my chest as she perched over my hips and my hands found their way to the sides of her thighs.
A soft groan echoed inside her as I playfully caught her lower lip between my teeth. My fingers kneaded the flesh of her ass and my tongue pushed past her lips with its urgency. I raised one hand to the nape of her neck, sliding under her silken hair. I could feel a moan rising in the back of my throat but it was as though the air within me had dissipated. My body tried arching upwards against her of its own violation, like the attraction between two magnets. I could not control myself when I was with her, wanting to give her everything within me.
I did not want this to hurry along. I was not a believer in fate, even though she laid in my arms. The time with her was fleeting, I knew, and I was not prepared to let go so soon. I would never know if she would ever find her way back into my arms. I did not want to let the moments I shared with her end so soon. "Oh god," she murmured when my teeth pressed against her tender throat. She tilted her head back, her breasts pushingdeeper against my chest. At the same time, her hips shifted over me, letting my stiffening cock free to rise up between her thighs. I imagined I could feel the moist lips of her cunt waiting to grant entrance, glistening my eager cock with readiness, her heat pressed against me becoming a smoldering fire wanting to be ablaze. The way her hips twisted, I knew she was waiting as well. We were both waiting, but I was scared now to rush forward.
"Casey," I whispered against her ear, tugging at her earlobe with my lips, my breath sifting through her hair. Sighs slid from me into her, slid from her into me. My hand roamed over her taunt abdomen to furtively cup the weight of her breast. Within the palm of my hand it felt like a a soft globe of warmth, set with the hard tip of her aroused nipple held taunt be the silver bar ran through the puckered flesh. I rolled the metal between my fingers, twisting her nipple slightly, just enough to elicit a moan from deep inside her.
"Please," she murmured, her hands pushing down on my chest. "god, please."
She slid down onto me, my cock slowly pushing into her warmth, blood throbbing in its veins. She moaned almost silently as her fingernails bit into the flesh of my chest. A slight quiver ran through her and her breath began to quicken. I tried to hold back, to enter her so slowly, but she slid down until I was buried tight inside her and a delicious shudder shook my body. My hips rolled up to drive deeper into her, the muscles in my thighs shaking.
Her lips were trembling as she looked down at me, her eyes still slightly moist as they met mine. I reached up and touched my fingertips to her cheek, then brought her face down to mine. Our lips met in a fevered kiss, enguling the both of us in its heat. Her hair fell across my face and her nipples traced warm lines on my chest.
Casey twisted her hips as she rode me, going slow, drawing all of me in her before rising up until only the head of my cock was tucked inside her wet lips. Sinking softly back down until I could feel her clit gyrating against the base of my cock. I raised myself up into her thrusts, matching her rhythm, waiting for her to want more. She wrapped her arms around my neck tightly, kissing the soft flesh below my jaw, breathing words against my ear that made me cringe at the thought of letting her go. Her name seemed to be carried out on every breath that left my lips.
We turned over in unison,rolling across the bed so that she lay under me. I raised myself up so that I could look down at her, look at how beautiful she was. I let my hand smooth a caress from her arm to her breast, cupping her and tracing my thumb around her hard nipple. She arched upwards as I drove my dick into her, staying deep inside her as I ground against her aroused clit. Her mouth opened in a silent gasp as she dug the back of her head into the pillow.
