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higher and moaning once more as it caused him to sink deeper
still.
    Again, Alex slowly drew back and this time
plunged forward quicker than before.
    The head of his shaft struck me sharply and
I bucked against him with a squealed mixture of discomfort and
pleasure.
    “Too much?” he asked, lifting his head in
concern.
    “No,” I breathlessly replied. “Don’t stop,
don’t stop!”
    Lifting his upper body, he placed his hands
flat on the couch either side of me. Bracing most of his weight, he
began to pump his hips faster and with more strength. Each drive
forward was coupled with a groan of satisfaction from him and a
breathy moan of pleasure from me.
    I looked up at him and studied his face,
frozen in concentration and biting down on his bottom lip. My
hands, which had been at his back, slid down to his buttocks,
grasping the large muscles and enjoying the sensation as they
clenched each time his hips met mine.
    I began to arch, meeting his thrusts, as I
felt a pressure building in my pelvis. “Ugh, God,” I panted.
    “Argh,” he groaned, stepping up the speed of
his motion.
    Each time he filled me, his pubic bone
struck my clitoris and, with the increased speed and friction, I
experienced the mounting orgasm. Sucking in a breath, I held it as
I rolled my hips in a tiny circle.
    “Oh, Mel,” he breathed. “I’m close.”
    “Alex,” I screamed, feeling that I was about
to explode. “Yes, yes, yes!” I mumbled, my eyes clamping shut and
fingers contracting tightly at his buttocks. I trembled and my hips
jerked and bucked; my internal muscles spasming quickly in an
arrhythmic pattern.
    “Ugh,” he grunted, thrusting once more and
remaining deep inside me, his own pelvis jolting as if charged with
electricity.
    Then the warmth of his seed filled me in
three strong bursts, and it suddenly occurred to me that neither
one of us had stopped to think about protection.
    “Oh, shit,” he gasped, breathless and
perspiring. Closing his eyes, his face dropped to mine and he
kissed me tenderly. “I’m sorry,” he panted against my mouth. “I
totally forgot.”
    “It’s okay,” I responded calmly, as my
fingers, which were struck with pins and needles, gradually
released their hold of his behind. “I didn’t think, either.
I’m…err…okay, though. I mean, it’s been a long time since I last
had sex and that was protected, so I don’t have anything.”
    With lazy eyes, he peered down at me. “I
wasn’t worried about that,” he smiled. “And, just in case you were,
I’m safe, too.”
    “I’m not worried,” I replied. At that time,
it was the truth, the next day it may have occurred to me to begin
worrying, but right then and there, those concerns were far from my
mind. I was too fixated on the way he felt within me, how right it
seemed to have him fill me completely. He was softening, but still
his body was exquisitely secure within mine.
    “And, what about…?” he asked.
    “Oh, I’m on the pill,” I replied, assuring
him that the chances of me being impregnated by the encounter were
remote. Of course, taking the contraceptive pill was blasphemy as
far as my parents were concerned. But it had been advised by my
doctor to help regulate my cycle and, more importantly, they didn’t
know about it.
    We lay there, content for several minutes. I
didn’t mind his bulk pushing me into the couch. Somehow it felt
comforting. Occasionally, we’d share a sleepy kiss or one of us
would release a satisfied sigh that caused the other to chuckle.
However, as we gradually began to feel the chill in the air and our
bodies and brains returned to the reality of our situation, I
wondered where we’d go from here.
    Alex began to get up, saying, “I guess we
ought to get dressed, we’ll be landing in a few minutes.”
    I stopped him, curling my arms around him. I
needed to know something before we parted, before real life butted
its way back into the perfect moments we’d shared. “So, umm…I guess
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