November 16, 2009
The house wasn't the same anymore. It seemed so hollow. She had tried so hard to move on but everything reminded her of the fact that he wasn't here anymore. She ran her hands across the cold dresser he used to sit on and brush his teeth while she took up the bathroom. He would talk to her with a full mouth of toothpaste from here as she did her makeup for the day. Sometimes he would come to her and would pick her up, spinning her away from the sink so he could spit the toothpaste out. He would spit then spin her around in a three sixty, setting her down and vanishing into the bedroom as if nothing happened.
Sometimes she would see him coming and would spin on him with the shower head in hand and spray him and that would cause a whole new mess on the bathroom floor. If they weren't in too much of a hurry things would get even more fun. The kind of fun you usually only have at night.
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October 1, 2009
She stood in front of the mirror as she did most other days. She had just finished with her mascara. She saw the sun rising through the window and sighed. A cool fall breeze wafted from outside, the smell of dirt and leaves and apples came through and she got lost in the feeling. She loved this time of year. He knew that. That is why, she was sure, he let her take it in, but only for a moment.
Eric burst through the door and made a grab for her. Somehow she knew exactly when he planned this, she spun and sprayed him. Giggling, she backed against the sink, spraying him in the face as he wrapped his arms around her. They both laughed loudly as their towels started to slip from their bodies. She had already showered but he hadn't been awake to join her.
Somehow she ended up on his hips and he ended up down on his knees. With a swift motion, he spun them around, passing over the threshold of the bathroom and bedroom, and laid her down on the carpet of their bedroom. He knew the bathroom floor would be wet and cold and uncomfortable so he had accommodated.
He caged her with his arms, water falling from his face and hair, making her flinch and laugh at him as she pushed at his face. The towels were still between them but she could feel that he was hard already. Finally she dropped her arms and let him lean down and kiss her. Since she wasn't busy pushing him away, she used her free hand to pull her towel away. It snagged under herself and had bunched up. She tried to ignore it as she pulled his towel away.
Amy had to pull away from the kiss, grunting in frustration. The towel was causing a cramp in her thigh and back. She hated that she already had aches and pains like this at 19. She had been in sports in high school and an injury had cut her career short, and apparently made sex painful. In an effort to alleviate the pain, she lifted her hips, but all thoughts were wiped from her mind.
Eric's member slid between Amy's folds, from base to head, she felt it rub her clit and tease at her core. When the towel was tossed aside, she slid herself back down his shaft from head to base, her breath caught in her throat. They lay down, him flat on her again as she started to thrust against her. Finally a moan escaped from her throat, "Eric..." She whispered the plea, but he knew what she was after. He wasn't going to give it to her just yet.
He pulled his hips away from hers, "We have no plans today, so no way am I rushing this." He grinned widely and dipped down to kiss at her breasts, running his lips along the tender sides of them, making her jerk and her nipples stand erect. She could feel herself growing so wet that her thighs felt sticky. He knew what he had to do, and kissing her stomach made her arch. Now one of his hands gripped her breast, almost harshly, as his lips latched onto the opposite one.
"Eric, please." She begged quietly as he sucked and licked, flicking her nipple with his tongue. She squirmed and lifted her hips, hoping to accidentally brush against him again. He wouldn't allow it until he was ready.
He wasn't ready until she finally let out a scream of his name, gripping his ass, he finally pressed the tip into her core, starting to rub her clit with his thumb. She clenched so hard she was worried he wouldn't be able to enter her fully, but he managed, thrusting with such harshness she had to claw his back to keep herself in control.
He gave her a moment to adjust before he started to pump his hard shaft deep into her and out almost fully, back into her, then fully out once more. She wasn't going to be able to hold on much longer, but they didn't have plans, so he probably wouldn't care and would use her long after her own orgasms had been used up. He had so much more stamina than she did.
She felt her breaths hitching and her core clenching. The pleasure started to build in her stomach as he wrapped his arms around her, burying himself inside of her, they somehow came at the same time.
"Oh fuck, Amy..." He whispered breathlessly.
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