Settling my hands on her hips, I help her. I pull her down onto me with every smooth motion she makes, and we build together to the inevitable climax. She needs to go first.
I reach out with one hand and slip my fingers into her mouth. She knows what it means, wetting them with her tongue. The unspoken command hangs between us, adding to our arousal. I like teasing her with fingers she’s sucked, and she does too.
She’s crying out now, so close that I can feel her thighs shaking against mine, and when I slip my hand under her dress to tease her clit, she goes over. A climax that makes her scream, riding my cock hard, taking everything that she needs and more. Squeezing, thrusting, grinding, before going limp, face pressed into my neck.
She takes every thrust I’m still making, moaning in pleasure as I release myself. So close, and then I’m there. One final push, and pleasure lasers through my gut. Acute and shocking, and enough to make me cry out too.
Our neighbors really are going to fucking hate us. Or wish they were us.
We don’t move for a long time after that. My arms are around her body, and she keeps squeezing my cock while it’s still inside her.
“I was going to ask you if you wanted to go for an exploring session later, but I think a nap might be better.”
She laughs against my skin. “Or a nap and then some exploring.”
“That could work,” I admit.
“Or,” she says, “a nap, then a shower, and then some exploring.”
I whisper the words in her ear. “I think the shower might have to wait until after we come back from exploring.”
“Why?”
I weave my fingers into her hair and pull her face where I can look into those gorgeous green eyes. “Because if I have access to your wet, soapy body, we’ll never leave the apartment.”
“You’re insatiable.”
“Fuck yes I am, and you love it.”
Seph looks at me. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” My heart swells with the words. Now that we can finally say them.
“Forever?” she asks.
“Forever.”
* * *
Years ago, she promised him her hand in marriage.
Now, he’s ready to collect.