I don’t regret the way my life has gone. I got Lily out of it, after all. But, as I touch Georgia and think about the love in her eyes when she looks at me, I wish some things had been different.
Georgia’s arms wind around my neck, and she pulls herself up slightly. Slowly, she presses her lips against mine in a soft kiss, so different from the fierce, possessive ones we shared earlier.
“Yeah,” she breathes. “But now you’re my idiot.”
I like the sound of that. It feels like I’ve been absolved of all the mistakes I’ve made up to now, though I know I still have a hell of a lot to make up for now that I know what Georgia has gone through to stay at my side this entire time. Maybe it has taken us far too long to get to this point. But that doesn’t matter, because we’re here now, and there’s nowhere else I want to be.
Overwhelmed by my own feelings for a moment, I press my forehead to Georgia’s shoulder, trying to calm my racing heart. Perhaps understanding, Georgia arches her head down and presses a soft kiss to the top of my head and then leans her cheek against my hair. It’s sweet and soft, and I could stay like this forever.
Then Georgia shifts and her leg brushes against my cock. In an instant the air around us turns thick and heavy once more, and I’m reminded of the throbbing pressure between my legs, desperate to feel Georgia. The moment is broken, so I bite the skin on Georgia’s shoulder lightly, making her gasp and pull back, my hands lowering to her hips.
Then I settle down, nudging her knees apart, leaning down. Her entrance is fluttering eagerly, wanting so much more than I’m giving her right now. I blow on it and Georgia twitches, groaning.
“You’re so eager,” I breathe.
Georgia’s hands are in my hair, her fingers winding around the short strands. I lean in and blow again, make a long, guttural moan escape from her throat. I can smell the musk of her arousal, and see the gathering moisture that tells me how ready she is for me. Her legs twitch, falling even further apart as I come in closer and, before she can do anything else, lick a stripe right down her entrance, tasting the wetness that’s been expelled from her body.
Georgia cries out, her entire body jerking, her grip on my hair becoming almost painful. I put my mouth on her, licking at the sensitive area, and then I wriggle the tip of my tongue inside her, feeling the way her muscles clench around it. Georgia chokes on a sob, and I grip her hips to stop her jerking around so much, mouthing at her folds as my tongue slips further inside.
“Fuck!” Georgia half screams, her legs locking tightly around my chest. “Fuck, Ethan, fuck…”
She’s degenerated to meaningless cries and words, too far gone to string a full sentence together. I suck on her, lapping at the wetness, feeling her inside muscles. I warned her that I wanted to explore her inside and out. I’m just following up on that promise now.
“More, please,” Georgia pants. “Shit, please…”
I push my tongue completely into her. It’s overwhelming, how tightly her body clings to me, and I can’t help but imagine how good this will feel around my cock. Georgia writhes, her hips making circling motions, trying to get more, and I thrust my tongue out and then back in, licking at the inner walls of her body. It’s not enough for either of us, but Georgia still goes wild, panting and groaning, pulling on my hair. She can’t seem to make up her mind if she wants to pull me back so I can give her something more, if she wants to push me closer, not wanting me to stop. Her nails scrape against my scalp, and she’s half sobbing, her body twitching and shaking as I continue to spear her with my tongue, lapping at her and feeling the way her body clenches and loosens, trying to take more of me in.
Finally I pull back, but I’m not finished. Her vagina is wet now with my saliva, and I circle her entrance with my finger, teasing her before dipping it in, watching the way her body swallows the digit. I crook my finger inside her, massaging the walls, searching for that spot that will make her scream. Suddenly, her body jerks and I know I’ve found it.
“Please,” she sobs. “Oh god, Ethan, it’s too much, just fuck me already.”
“Soon,” I promise.
But she’s not the only one who can’t hold out much longer. I want to keep teasing her, but my cock is painfully hard, needing to be inside her. I thrust another finger into her body and then a third, setting a brief, punishing pace as I pull them in and out of her, striking that spot each time as she writhes and gabbles, not even saying any recognizable words anymore. She’s so far gone and I love it. I want to see more of it and feel the way her body moves against mine, watching as it so eagerly accepts me inside of her. But I know that this isn’t enough for her, that she wants my cock, bigger and thicker, inside her.
I want it inside her, too.
I pull my fingers away from her and get up. Georgia’s body is limp now, and she looks up at me, completely wrecked, her chest heaving. But her eyes spark as she sees me move, and she wraps her legs around my waist, her eyes meeting mine.
“Fuck me,” she demands.
This time, I’ll obey. We’re at the end now, and neither of us can draw it out any longer. I push slowly into her, gasping at the way she clenches around me, needing to pause before I orgasm right now, already on edge from watching the way Georgia reacted to my touch. Georgia groans deeply and I push into her in one smooth movement until I’m fully seated in her body, our groins touching. I brace my arms against the back of the chair on either side of Georgia’s head, my legs already trembling from the overpowering feeling of her body wrapping around my cock.
“Move,” Georgia whispers, wriggling under me.
There’s no way I can hold back any longer. I pull out of her and snap my hips back, driving deeply inside her. There’s no more teasing now. We’re both too far gone to do anything more than move against each other, chasing the release that isn’t too far away.
“You feel so fucking good,” I pant as I drive my cock into her, her legs wrapped around me and her fingers clenched on my arms. “I can feel every part of you as I fuck you.”
Georgia groans at my words, her eyes rolling back as I angle my thrusts to once more find that sweet spot. Fire is building around us, flaring into an inferno that steals my breath and makes sweat pour down my face. There’s only Georgia and me now, and there’s nothing else in the world that matters more than the woman beneath me, her body so responsive to my every touch and movement.
My hips snap forward desperately, chasing the orgasm building in me. There isn’t much more left in me, and I feel th
e way Georgia’s hips meet mine in time with my thrusts. Then, without warning, pleasure crashes over me. My body shudders and, beneath me, I feel Georgia’s do the same, her body clenching so hard around me that she milks every drop out of mine. White covers my vision, and I lean forwards, my knees trembling with the force of it, trying to stay upright so I don’t fall on top of Georgia.
Slowly the intense wave begins to fade. I inhale deeply and pull back, wavering slightly before dropping down onto the couch beside Georgia, still trembling as sparks dance across my skin. I close my eyes for a moment, trying to catch my breath.
Slowly, I lean on Georgia, panting, my side pressed against hers. I feel light and loose. Any worries that I still had are long gone; this is where I want to be. It’s amazing that I still have the chance to fall in love once more.