Intensity Novels & Stories

A surge of something I think is meant to pain sends shivers through my body as his shaft fit me completely from head to base but the euphoric feeling of having him in me dispels it all. “... are you... okay ...?” I nod my reply, bringing his lips to mine, desperate for his taste. Our loud exhales and moans filling my room and I thank the Gods that my room wasn’t near the shared wall. His strokes got longer and deeper as we continued to climb and every time he changed his pace I came, clinging onto him like he was the anchor to my sanity. His hands travel to my chest, nestling one of my breasts under my jumper, his other hand propped near my head. I could feel him shaking. Or was that me.