Rain’s kiss was both new and familiar. Her body hadn’t changed much. She still had that slender tomboyish frame she had always had, despite never working out a day in her life. I wanted to resist her but found that I couldn’t. No matter the costs, I couldn’t tear myself away from her. I lost control, kissing her with a mouth that knew only hunger for hers. Our tongues danced a slow but passionate tango as if we could somehow consume one another that way.
Her hands drifted away from where she had placed them on my chest toward the buttons of my shirt and began unbuttoning them, stripping me out of the rain-soaked things. My hands reciprocated, unzipping the back of her black dress and pulling it down her arms to fall to the floor. I unsnapped her bra and sent it the same way, leaving her naked breasts pressed against me as she fumbled with the zipper of my pants. I could have helped, but I was enjoying the way she was so desperate to get them off, loving the way she needed me so much. Perhaps it was selfish, but I wanted that. I wanted to know she was the one who had to have me, instead of the other way around.
She finally managed, pushing my pants and the underwear beneath them down toward my ankles and then standing back up to look at me. Her small breasts were as perky as when we were young, and my reaction to seeing her in nothing but her panties and heels was immediately noticeable. I was ready, and she didn’t waste any time putting what she had wrought to good use. She slipped her panties off and lay across the bed. She opened her legs to me, inviting me into her center, already glistening with her desire.
I pushed off my shoes while simultaneously stripping off my shirt and stepping out of the pants pooled at my feet. Stepping toward the edge of the bed, I positioned myself between her legs, but I wanted this to last. I leaned forward, kissing her and kneading her breasts before tilting my body toward one side and placing my hand between her legs. My thumb found its way to her clit, pressing against it as I slipped it back and forth, teasing her. She responded by tossing her head back and letting out a guttural moan that filled the room. My mouth found hers again, creating an echo of her passion in my mouth as I closed off the sounds with another kiss.
Her hips bucked and jerked against my hand as my fervor increased, creating more and more friction against her. She was wet, so slippery against my fingers as I pushed one of them inside her, an old memory of our first time going to third base playing in the back of my mind. I wondered if she remembered that night too as I continued to bring her closer and closer to orgasm. I could feel her tremble beneath me, her ass lifted high above the mattress to purchase what she desired. Then, she was shaking, her cries filling the room as I took my mouth from hers and enjoyed the sounds of her satisfaction bouncing off the walls of the bedroom.
“Please, Jon. I want you,” she begged, and it was all I needed to hear.
“You’ve always had me, Rain,” I replied, positioning myself atop her and pressing what felt like the hardest erection I’d had in my adult life inside of her.
“Yes. God, yes,” she moaned. Her eyes closed, and her nails dug into the sheets on either side of her as I took my time with her, enjoying the way her tightness wrapped around my stiff cock. It was just as amazing as I had dreamed about so many nights since I’d lost her. Here she was again and whoa, whoa, whoa—No, I told myself. Think about, um, carpentry. What do I need to do still to the house next door? Anything? Not yet, Jon. Hold on, buddy.
I realized we hadn’t used protection. We had been so caught up in the moment, and I was so close, having to fight to keep it at bay. I had to pull out. Dammit. I didn’t want to, but I had to. I couldn’t risk complicating this any further than it was already. Our history wasn’t exactly that great, and I certainly didn’t need to blow it any further.
I felt her tightening around my cock, as if they were sentient and sensed that I was getting ready to put an end to their enjoyment. I tried to withdraw, but she pushed back against me each time I tried.
“We’re not safe,” I finally gasped, so close to orgasm I could barely utter the words coherently.
“Yes, we are,” she replied, and I took her at her word, picking up speed until her nails were dug into my back and she was begging me for release. I felt her body shudder against mine again, and this time, I forgot the efforts to hold back. I came with such force I thought I might explode from within and collapsed against her for a moment, my cock slowly deflating inside her.