It was weird that I’d been thinking he was coming to say he didn’t want to pretend anymore when it was almost the complete opposite. He was begging me go to his fight.
“Of course, I will be there,” I said. “Nothing, and I mean NOTHING, will stop me from coming.”
“Thank you. You really are amazing, you know that?” he said. And then he grabbed my face and started kissing me. I think it might have been a thank you kiss at first, but it quickly turned into a passion-filled, lustful kiss.
“I want you,” he groaned against my lips.
“Is this your favorite place to have sex?” I said with a laugh, but I stood up all the same. I held out my hand, which he quickly grabbed, and moved to lock the front door. I led him back into the massage room. As soon as the door was closed, our mouths were back on each other once again.
Justin gently picked me up and carried me the few steps to the massage table. He set me down on it and stood between my legs. I could feel his erection pressing into me through our clothes. We kissed for a few more minutes. His lips were so soft; I couldn’t get enough of them.
We pulled apart, and he helped me remove my shirt, and I did the same for him.
The friction between us was hotter than ever. Our sexual chemistry was undeniable, but I felt so much more than just desire this time.
He went back to kissing me; this time he left little kisses in a trail down my neck to my breasts, where he stopped at the edge of my bra.
He pulled my pants off so I was sitting on the table in just my bra and panties. It was a vulnerable position to be in, but I didn’t mind. Justin never made me feel uncomfortable.
“You are so gorgeous. You know that?” he said. He stood there and stared at me for a few seconds.
“Thank you,” I said. I felt a little shy, but it was easing away the more turned on I became.
I reached behind me and unhooked my bra. I let it slide down my arms and onto the floor. I was only in my panties. The feeling of vulnerability was quickly turning into a daring confidence.
“I wish I could look at you like this all the time,” he said and started kissing my neck. He moved down to my breasts and this time didn’t stop. He sucked on my nipples as I had my arms wrapped around his neck. It felt so good, and I was getting more and more excited. He moved from my left nipple to my right, teasing me mercilessly.
Then he stopped and removed his pants. He pulled a condom out of the side pocket before he tossed them to the floor beside him. He then removed his boxers and my panties and told me to lay back. I did as he asked and spread my legs automatically.
I watched him roll the condom onto his hard shaft. It was an erotic sight, and I was more than ready to feel him. He moved between my legs, and I felt him press his cock against my clit, where he gently moved it up and down. The feeling made me squirm. I wanted him inside of me. I didn’t know how much longer I could wait.
He slowly entered me, filling me up with the feel of him. The sensations he was already creating felt amazing.
We both moaned in pleasure when he began to move in and out of me. He did it slowly, gently. Every single motion was pure ecstasy, and I found that I almost enjoyed this more than rough sex.
“Mmm, Anna,” he moaned into my ear.
He leaned down so our chests touched, and I had my legs wrapped around him. The skin-to-skin contact, mixed with the slow motion of him moving in and out of me was almost too much for me to take.
“Oh, Justin,” I moaned. “Don’t stop.”
He picked up the pace a little bit, but I don’t think he wanted to ruin the moment, so he kept going at a moderate speed. He was so deep inside of me, and the feelings of pleasure were so overwhelming.
“You like that?” he asked and started moving a little harder. His thrusts were still slow, but they were suddenly harder, more insistent.
I liked it so much that I couldn’t speak. I could hardly move. I nodded my head and focused on the feeling of his body on mine and his dick sliding smoothly in and out.
It was too much.
“I think I’m going to come,” I said.
“Oh yeah?” he said breathlessly. He moved a little faster, but not too much faster, and I started to feel my body tense up before an explosion of pleasure. I felt Justin throb inside of me and then he relaxed on top of me.
We stayed like that for a few more minutes, enjoying our post-coital glow.
“Thank you,” he said and gave me a kiss before he climbed off me.
“No, thank you,” I said with a wink. I climbed off the table and started putting my clothes back on. The sex had been so tender and gentle, not at all what we usually did. Justin was never barbaric with me, but this was the first time it felt more emotional than physical. I enjoyed every moment of it.