Tittle: Inside You
Author: Miri
Email: [email protected]
Disclaimer: Don't own Them.
Distribution: My site, GP, ask if you want it.
Rating: NC-17
Classification: M/M, Michael's POV
Dedication: To my beta readers, I owe you guys. Thanks.
If I have to wait one minute longer, I'll go crazy. I can't fucking
take it anymore. I'm horny as hell, and Maria's in Albuquerque.
Thankfully, Hank's not home. I'll just go into my room, and take care
of it myself. Not as good as the real thing, but hey, beggars can't be
choosers.
Laying down on my bed and unzipping my jeans, I think of her. Silky
blond hair, perfect breasts, full lips. She's a fucking Goddess. I want
her here right now, but I can't have her. My mind wanders to the
picture of her in my head, naked. My cock hardens.
Running my hand over the length of me, I'm in full fantasy mode.
There's a movie playing in my mind, and God, it's hot. I'm so
incredibly aroused. I'm not going to be able to hold out much longer.
My hand is working furiously now, fast and hard, the way it would be if
I were in Maria right now. Damn, I miss her.
Finally, I come. It's like, I don't know how to describe it, maybe an
explosion? Nah, stupid word. Oh, who fucking cares, I want Maria. Is it
Sunday yet? No, it's fucking Thursday.
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She's finally home. I can see her through the window, in her bedroom.
She's just sitting on her bed, staring at the ceiling. I wonder if
she's thinking about me. Let's find out. I only have to push that
window upwards, and I'm in.
I must have scared her, because the second I land on the floor, she
nearly screams. And then I can see why she is so startled. She was in
mid-orgasm, gratifying herself. Now this is great. I mentally pat
myself on the shoulder, having come over here tonight.
Her cheeks are flushed red, and she's quite embarrassed, I can tell.
Moving over to her bed, I give her no chance to say anything. I don't
want her to say one word, I just want to push myself inside her, feel
her around me. And hell, she wants it, I know she does.
I waste no time in stripping her of her little black skirt and black
bra. Predictably, she's wearing no underwear. I like that. It makes it
so much more enjoyable for me, I don't know why. She reaches for my
T-shirt and I help her lift it over my head. She takes the time to run
her hands down my chest, and I wonder why. I just want to get to the
sex. I'm impatient, and a prick too.
She's completely naked, and before long, I am too. I grab her and throw
her onto the bed. Her hands are wrapped around my cock, teasing me.
Godamn her, I need to come. She removes her hands from my dick, and
licks her way down my body. That tongue, oh man, it does magic. She
finds what she's looking for, and her mouth encases me, I'm dying.
I look down, getting a glimpse of those full, cherry red lips wrapped
around my cock. She's sucking me dry, I want her so bad. It's not long
before I lose it, and she's enjoying this. It makes her happy to see me
writhing in pure agony.
Somewhat more relaxed now, I decide it's her turn. I'll play her game
for a little while. I lift her onto the bed, and place my head in
between her thighs. I kiss the inside of one thigh, and she squirms
beneath me. My tongue glides over her clit, and she squeals a little
bit. I let her enjoy this for a while, until I can tell she's ready to
come. It's then that I pull away, and she's not happy about it.
"Fuck you, Michael." She pouts. God it's sexy when she pouts.
I've had enough of this, it's time to get serious now. I reach for her
hips, and bring her closer. Her legs snake up to my shoulders, and wrap
themselves around my neck as I push into her. She's really fucking
flexible. I'm slamming into her, hard, fast. I wonder if this hurts
her. I honestly don't care about that much, though, because I know this
woman. If she couldn't handle me, she'd tell me.
I pound into her some more. I'm going to burst any second. I can feel
her come, she grabs at my ass while she loses it, and it brings me to
my release. I remove her legs from my shoulders, and place her body on
the bed. My lips crush hers, and my tongue slides in her mouth. We kiss
hungrily, our mouths search each other out.
Exhausted, I collapse back on the bed, keeping her next to me. Our
sweat soaked bodies leave damp marks on the sheets. Her head is on my
chest, and we just lay there. It's not until she's fast asleep, and the
clock reads 3AM, that I get up and dress. I feel like a bastard to
leave her there, but I sure as hell don't need her mother walking in on
the two of us in bed. That wouldn't go over very well. No, staying is
not an option.
It's a shame, because I wouldn't have minded waking up and going again.
Oh, well, another time.
I'm up and over the window ledge. I walk the path back to the trailer.
I can't wait until tomorrow night. I'll be back.
END
February 18, 2000