Corra held Chris tight within her hands. He moaned through his heavy breathing while she caressed him. He must have dropped the condom package because he held her face in the palms of his hands and devoured her mouth. She stroked harder and faster until he rose up on his knees. Then his body went rigid before he pulled away from her.
“Oh, you’re killing me,” he said in a raspy, hoarse voice.
“In a good way I hope,” she whispered back.
“In a wonderful way,” he whispered, before he reached down and ripped the condom package open. He rolled it over his stiff, enormous shaft, then looked down at Corra with smoldering eyes and a hard-set jawline.
She lay back, opening her legs, welcoming him to her. With one quick thrust he was inside. She gasped and wrapped her arms around him while her body adjusted to his size. She closed her eyes and tried to breathe, as he filled her to capacity. Once he started taking her, she wrapped her legs around his body and held on for dear life. Corra loved every minute of their lovemaking, their love sounds and their love faces. He took her hard and fast at times, then slowed down to cool her off with kisses to her neck and mouth. She squeezed him as tight as she could inside of her which produced small cries from his lips before he plunged deep inside her again.
Corra thought she’d pull her hair out, sex with Chris was so good. He knew when to withdraw slowly and when to go deeper, thrusting to give her everything he had. She matched him thrust for thrust, feeling the fire inside her build until she thought she would explode.
She cried out. “Oh, Chris! Yes!”
He responded with, “Oh, I love you, baby.”
Then he covered her mouth with his and hungrily, greedily, plunged his tongue inside as he found his release. He groaned and grinded inside of her as Corra’s body shuddered beneath him finding her own release. For a few minutes, she was in heaven.
Afterward, she loosened the grip her legs held around his body, but didn’t want to let him go. He buried his face between her neck and the pillow and tried to regain his breathing.
She lay there with stars dancing around behind her eyelids. Slowly she returned to earth. Chris kissed her neck a time or two before taking a deep breath. She kept her eyes closed while aftershocks plagued her body. His hot body lay on top of her moving ever so slowly with the aftershocks. She ran her hands down to his buttocks and squeezed, holding him there.
He eased up on one elbow and gazed down into her eyes. His pupils looked dilated and the edges of his mouth slowly turned up in a grin. “What are you doing?”
“Holding on.”
“May I ask why?”
“Because I don’t ever want you to come out.”
He laughed and lowered his face into the pillow. Corra joined in laughing at herself.
Once the laughter subsided Chris whispered in her ear, “Baby, I don’t want to come out either, but give me a few minutes and I’ll be back.” His lips found hers again.
A few minutes later, Corra lay in Chris’s arms, her body limp and completely satiated. Euphoria after sex was so foreign to her. He brushed her hair back from her moist forehead and kissed her there.
“Did I hear you say that you loved me?” she asked.
“You heard that, huh?”
“Uh-huh. Did you mean it?”
Chris traced Corra’s face with his eyes, so intense and serious. Then he smiled.
“I think you know I’ve been in love with you for as long as I can remember. When I came home last year and you asked if I could help with the fund-raiser, I can’t tell you how excited that made me. Just being around you again made me realize I had to have you.”
“And then we had the accident.”
“I’m sorry I wasn’t here to help with your recovery. But after what we just did I’d say you’re fully recovered.”
Corra laughed and tapped him in the chest.
“Baby, I mean you had your legs wrapped around me in a locked position. I thought we were remaking a Prince video of ‘International Lover’ or something.”
Corra threw her head back and laughed loud enough to wake anyone sleeping next door. She hadn’t had a moment of stiffness or anything remotely related when Chris made love to her.
“I love it when you laugh. It’s like you release everything inside of you and just let loose. Laughter is good for the soul.”
“Yeah, but I haven’t had a good laugh like this in a long time.”
“Your life should be filled with laughter.”
She sighed. “My life has been filled with responsibilities and work. Not much room for laughter.”
Chris didn’t say anything for a few minutes. Corra laid her head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat.