Page 25 of Screwed

He picks up the pace and my hips rise with each thrust. It isn’t long until that same feeling as before is growing inside of me again.

Arlo is sweating, his face filled with passion and I think that I start to fall in love with him in that moment. There’s just something about the way that he’s watching me. It connects with something inside of me, something that I can’t explain.

“I want to feel you come inside of me,” I half moan.

I can feel my own orgasm starting to brew and I know that it won’t be long before I’m getting lost in my pleasure once again.

“Shit!” Arlo grunts, his pace starting to falter as I feel him swell inside of me.

Then it happens.

I gasp as my orgasm hits me, my vision going blank and my whole body tightening around Arlo as I feel him find his own release inside of me. My orgasm seems to go on and on and I hear him call my name as it finally subsides and I sag back against the mattress.

He collapses on top of me, both of us breathing hard and wrapped around each other.

“That was so much better than I imagined it would be,” he whispers in my ear and I nod.

I haven’t spent that much time fantasizing about sex, but now that I know what it’s like with Arlo, I have a feeling that I will.

His lips find mine as he rolls onto his side and I wrap my arms around him, getting lost in him once again.