MIKE.

I smiled up at Sara. She was currently in my lap and we were just staring into each other’s eyes. I’ve never been happier, than I am when I’m with her. She’s so perfect.

“I’m ready, Mike,” she whispered. I knew exactly what she was getting at, but just to make her say it, I stayed quiet. “I want you,” she smiled.

I brought her face down to mine and bit on her bottom lip, making her let out a gorgeous moan. “We better get back to your place then,” I growled before attacking her neck with kisses.

SARA.

Mike and I called a taxi and waiting for it to come was the most agonising twenty minutes of my life. I physically couldn’t wait to be with him – and I mean, really, be with him. We could hardly keep our hands off of each other in the taxi. Mike quickly paid the guy when we got to my apartment and we jumped out of the taxi. I grinned at Mike as he opened the door for us, guiding me into my apartment and locking the door before slamming me against it, his body against mine. His lips found mine quickly, hungry kisses being shared between us. I knocked the beanie off of his head and tangled my fingers in his hair, pulling it every so often to make him moan. We quickly parted to take off our shoes and then reconnected again.

His tongue traced my bottom lip and I opened my mouth to deepen the kiss, our tongues fighting for dominance – which of course, Mike won. He lifted me up and I immediately wrapped my legs around him, his hands were placed firmly on by bum. He carried me to the bedroom, never once breaking the kiss. He put me gently down on the bed and kissed my neck, down to my collar bones and pulling my dress down as he went lower. He pulled my dress all the way off of me and threw it to the other side of the room. He came up to kiss me again, our tongues dancing and my hands undoing the buttons on his shirt. He took it off, throwing that to the side also.

His hands slipped round to the back of me and I sat up a little in order to help him take off my bra. His left hand caressed my breast whilst his right hand was in my hair, his mouth leaving kisses from my lips to my jaw to my neck to my boobs. His tongue flicked over my nipple and I whimpered as he continued to (very agonisingly) slowly go further south. He hooked my underwear in his hands and I arched my back in order to help him get my underwear fully off. He spread my legs apart and kissed my stomach down to my left thigh and then moved over to my right thigh, kissing me everywhere except where I wanted him most, I couldn’t help but whimper at the agonising pace he was going at and he smirked, moving his face to my core and a single flick of his tongue almost drove me crazy. He got to work and I couldn’t stifle my moans, it’s a good thing I live alone. I was so close to reaching my orgasm when Mike pulled away, smirking at me.

I automatically jumped up to unbutton his skinny jeans, pulling them down with his boxers and he stepped out of them before coming back to kiss me. I rolled us over and done exactly what he done to me, the same agonisingly slow pace slowly driving him insane. I finally got to where he wanted me most, pumping him a few times before I licked his tip, making him groan. I smirked, beginning to take him into my mouth and bobbed my head up and down. His hands found my hair and he pulled it away from my face and we stared at each other as I went down on him. I waited until I thought he was close to orgasm before I pulled away, placing a sweet kiss on his tip.

Mike growled and rolled us back over so that he was on top again, kissing me passionately. He quickly left me to put a condom on. He then pulled my sheet over us and placed himself between my legs, slowly sliding himself in. Since I hadn’t had sex in quite a while, I’d be lying if I said it didn’t hurt.

“Holy shit Sara,” Mike said, his mouth making an ‘o’ shape, “Fuck, you're tight. Are you okay?” he asked.

I nodded, “Yeah, keep going,”

He picked up his pace and soon there was no pain at all, only pleasure. Mike looked at me with so much love in his eyes and I’m sure my stare matched his. We swapped between kissing and staring at each other – we simply couldn’t get enough of each other. I rolled us over after a while, deciding to go on top. Mike sat up against my headboard and I sat on top of him, slowly moving whilst we shared a passionate kiss, our sweaty bodies sticking to each other. My hands were wrapped round his neck and pulling his hair every now and again – which due to the sweat was now curly – and his hands were wrapped around me firmly, keeping me as close as he possibly could.

We rolled back over and Mike put one of my legs on his shoulder and I moaned as he started to move, “Oh, Mike,” I purred.

Mike picked up his pace and sooner or later we were both panting and had reached our releases. We rode our highs out together and afterwards, Mike pulled out of me, throwing away the condom and sliding back into bed together. We were in the spooning position, and he kissed my neck and back over and over again, continuously telling me how beautiful I was.

“I love you, Mike, so fucking much,” I sighed contentedly before I fell asleep. The last thing I heard being, “I love you more, Baby, always,”

Notes

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