Make Me Yours
I clung to him, we clung together as the world truly did become nothing more than the two of us in that moment, just us, joined together completely.
I held him to me when we came back down to reality, my legs boneless and open wide to accommodate him where he rested over me. But even then, he kept most of his weight on his elbows so he wouldn’t crush me. When we finally caught our breath he rolled away, removed his condom and disposed of it, before he brought me back to him, to cuddle into his side.
“I thought I was going to die, Tessa, but what a way to go.” He rasped out his throat obviously dry.