Free Just Human by Kerry Heavens

feet, and pushes me onto the bed. He gazes at me as he stoops to pick up his jeans. He pulls his wallet from his back pocket, opens it and produces a condom. I raise my eyebrows and he shrugs, amused.
    Quickly rolling the condom on, he hooks his arms under my knees, lifting my legs up onto his shoulders and crawling between them. He enters me slowly, savouring the feeling. I moan loudly as he withdraws and pushes into me again, watching me all the time. His eyes reveal his desire and echo mine. I need him.
    Nothing from my memory of us before matches this obviously, we were young and afraid. But even compared to my other experiences, this is something different. Our history maybe? But it means so much to have this second chance and that’s making it so good. I groan as he picks up his pace. He leans down onto his hands increasing the friction between us.
    “Yes!” I breathe as the friction reaches my clit. As we move together, we each moan in turn.
    He lifts up slightly and looks into my eyes as he moves in and out of me. I can't believe this. I’m awash with sensation and pleasure, and Danny is the source. I reach up to touch his face, stroking his skin and sweeping my fingers through his hair. I watch my fingers for a moment, and then Danny turns his face to kiss my forearm, the closest part of me to his mouth. It brings my eyes back to him and as we reconnect he pushes harder and faster into me. Another loud moan escapes me. We’re becoming breathless.
    Withdrawing suddenly, he flips me over and deposits me kneeling in front of the headboard. I lean forward and grasp it as he lifts my hips to meet his. Filling me again, he groans and moves faster. Fucking me, urgently. He leans his chest onto my back. Reaching round, he uses one hand to massage my clit and the other to hold tight to my shoulder.
    “Oh God, Danny!”
    The sudden mix of sensations brings me close. It's just what I need, not something I automatically expect a man to know, or care enough about. He’s panting at my ear and breathes, “Yes Liv…ah…yes!” and slams into me hard. I cry out, my orgasm thundering through me as he thrusts again and again, until he too cries out in release. It was worth holding back I think as we both climb down together.
    Gasping, we still for a moment, then he pulls out of me and I sink to the bed, rolling over onto my back, panting. He removes the condom, ties it and holds it up.
    “Trash?”
    “Floor!” I laugh, almost drunk with pleasure. I pull him down to lie with me as he drops it. We wrap ourselves together and lie, face to face, still panting. I smile as he strokes my face, our breathing beginning to return to normal.
    “Hi,” he whispers.
    “Hi,” I whisper back.
    “That was…”
    “Fucking amazing,” I finish.
    “Yeah!” He smiles and reaches forward to kiss me.
    “I’ll definitely remember that,” I tease.
    “So will I.”
    A look of uncertainty passes across his face. “Sorry if I pushed my luck.”
    I can’t think what he’s referring to and then I remember him pushing himself deep into my throat.
    “It was good actually.” I’m a little surprised by this fact still, but I did like it. Before…Mark had tried it once, he always was one to push his luck. I felt it was degrading and selfish on his part, and I warned him not to try it again. But with Danny it was different; I’d do it again willingly.
    “I just got carried away. I didn’t even realise I was doing it until it was too late.”
    “I could have done it for longer,” I admit shyly.
    “I couldn’t! One more and it would have been game over!”
    “I’ll have to remember that.”
    We sigh and lie entwined in silence, just looking. Then the worry creeps in filling the headspace that the silence creates. Amazingly, at no point during that did I think what we were doing was a bad idea. It was natural, but now…questions. How long is he here for? What does he want from this? How will I cope when he has to go? We’ve now