| I cry out in surprise and pleasure and he keeps moving, finding a rhythm and working deeper inside me, groaning and grunting quietly. I fall easily into the rhythm and then it's heavenly. His coat is a cocoon around both of us and I close my eyes and feel so wanted and needed and accepted and then I feel an orgasm building inside me, my thighs tingling the way they do right before I go over the edge. I look up at him again to find him watching me and I see the glint in his eyes as he feels me approaching my climax. He speeds up our tempo just a bit and smiles as I start moaning in earnest. I'm vaguely aware of his increasingly loud and frantic moans as I twist my fingers into his hair and fall helplessly into a litany of "Oh god! Oh yes! Oh god! Oh yes! Oh god oh yes oh god oh yes oh yes yes yes yesyesyesYESYESYES!" before finally letting go with a wordless scream that he underscores with a primal roar as he comes like a rocket. He collapses on my chest and buries his face in my neck, kissing it and laying little love bites on my neck and shoulders. That was amazing. I'm completely impressed. The ability to achieve simultaneous orgasm on the first try is the mark of true talent. Good for us. After a moment reality seeps back in. Good god, I'm mostly naked on the table in my place of business pinned beneath Spike. Spike, of all people. Wouldn't have predicted THAT this morning. An odd turn of events to be certain. Spike stirs and the moment is over. I slide off the table and find my clothes as Spike begins to sort his out. I feel awkwardness descending on us now, but I don't regret what we did. I'm glad. I deserved this. WE deserved this. Comfort. Support. Companionship. Moving on. We are beholden to no one, and it's nobody's business but our own. He heads for the door and I turn toward him. Our eyes meet, and he nods. What is there to say? Our lives still suck, but we found a brief moment of peace here together. The End |
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