Johnny keeps thrusting all the way through, switching up his pace and guiding me exactly where he wants me to go. When my body finally stops shaking, he continues, somehow sending me right back to the starting line.
How can I be so eager for more when I’ve already been satisfied?
I force myself out of my head and right back here with him, noticing how his erection grows inside of me.
It’s as though he purposely wasn’t going to finish until I did, and now that I have, his desire builds that much more.
Which, if I’m being honest, fuels mine to heights that seem completely fictional.
I run one of my hands along his back and up his chest, finding its home on the side of his face, partially tangled in his hair. I grip it firmly and drag him closer. My breathing hitches, and I break away slightly. “Let go,” I tell him just like he had told me.
And with that, he stares into my eyes before powerfully bringing his mouth back to mine, kissing me more intensely than ever, his release coming almost simultaneously with my second one.
I thought the first was intense—it’s nothing compared to climaxing alongside him, his pulsing inside of me only heightening the sensation rippling through my body.
We slow our pace as each of us comes down from the insane high, our foreheads pressed against one another, our breaths ragged while we try to tame them.
Johnny carefully pulls himself out of me and collapses onto his back on the bed. He drapes his arm over his head. “That was…”
“Yeah,” I respond. Because whatever he’s about to say, I absolutely agree.
We lay there for a minute before he removes the condom and tosses it into the trash can by the nightstand.
He lowers himself back down and turns toward me. Carefully, he tucks a strand of hair behind my ear.
It’s a simple gesture, and he’s done it a million times in the past, but now, it’s different, somehow more meaningful—like there’s a hidden message behind the softness of his touch.
I become mesmerized by his beautiful green eyes and desperately wish I could stay in this moment forever. And maybe for a little while, we can.
“Come here.” He holds his arm out for me and I inch closer.
Our still naked bodies intertwine, and I relax into the safety of his embrace.
* * *
When I wake, for a split-second I fear that this was all a dream. But feeling his skin against mine, I know my reality is better than anything my mind could conjure up.
He kisses the top of my head and nuzzles against me. “Hi.”
“Hi.” I breathe him in. “You hungry?” With everything that happened earlier, he hasn’t had a solid meal in a while, and if we stand any chance of actually getting any sleep tonight, we should probably get up, at least for a little bit.
Life is crazy and all, but we still have classes to attend this week if he wants to bring his grades up and I want to get that scholarship.
My stomach sinks. I hadn’t thought about the ramifications of my plan now that Johnny is part of it. I had come here with the notion that I would leave the moment the opportunity presented itself. There was nothing here for me other than an unfamiliar town and an estranged mother who doesn’t care about anything other than herself. Now, though, how could I ever imagine a life without him?
Everything I’ve ever known is back home. But what if he’s my home, too?
Johnny plants soft kisses on my face. “Starving.”
Maybe I won't get the scholarship. Maybe I won't have to make that decision at all. There are still a few more weeks until the announcement is made—anything could happen between now and then. A couple months ago, if someone told me I'd be taking my second year of classes out here, I'd have dreaded it. But with him, it won't be so bad. I guess I'll cross that bridge when it happens.
“What are you thinking?” he asks me.
Instead of answering, I press my lips to his and savor the simple fact that he’s here with me now. We played a game of cat and mouse for what felt like an eternity. It’s heaven to finally bask in being whatever we are.
* * *
We stand in his kitchen, fully clothed and ready to head over to Bram’s to catch a late-night dinner. The tainted package seems to glare at us with this big flashing neon sign.