2 days later

His arms held on to her, his hands, groping and reaching, digging ever deeper into her skin, explored every inch of her soft body. She pressed herself against him as he leaned down on top of her. Her dark hair lay strewn all about her, her lips attacked his neck passionately, whilst her legs pulled him desperately closer to her. She wanted him wrapped around her, as deep inside of her as he could go. She wanted, perhaps needed, him everywhere and anywhere he desired. She was his.

Richard's eyes, though opened, looked at her with blurry vision, the heat of their passion and haste of his adrenaline over taking all his senses. He felt Jean's nails claw into his back as she arched hers, she yelled out in delight, a guttural groan followed the violent thrush of her legs and soon he felt her folds convulse and clench around his cock. Jean's orgasm seemed to be unending, Richard never letting up. With a steady pace he kept thrusting himself inside of her, talking to her sweetly, telling her how amazing she was and how pretty she looked. All his words spoken came strictly from his heart, for his mind was lost, all of him was hers.

Jean shivered, her body ached from pleasure, her muscles tensed and relaxed and tensed once more. Her voice was hoarse from her moans, still she breathed her happiness in his ear every time Richard's soft, low voice told her he was proud of her. Her eyes went teary when her pussy clenched around his girth again, the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of her suddenly became too much, as Jean struggled to catch her breath. Richard noticed and slid himself slowly out of her, kissing her neck all the while. Jean pulled his chest against hers, feeling the sweat dripping from his back against her arms wrapped around him. Richard's weight on top of her calmed her slowly, the rhythm of his ragged breathing caught up with hers and together they lay for a little while, letting their hearts thump together.

"T-thank you, baby." It was all she could think to say, though she had been trying to think of all the ways she could describe how much she appreciated him. Richard leaned back and kissed her, his lips parted hers and their tongues met, her hand traveled to feel the stubble growing on his chin. She could not bare to let go of him, Richard seemed not to want to part from her either. As their eyes met she saw the twinkle in his gaze, the look of longing behind his smile. Jean knew immediately what she wanted next. "Lay back baby." She whispered to him.

Reluctantly Richard had let go of her to lay upon his back on the couch. The room around them seemed to be filled with the air of their sex, their clothes scattered carelessly across Jean's living room. They hadn't made it to her bedroom. Jean mounted him, a determined look on her face and fire in her eyes. She faced him, putting her hands on his chest, as his own traveled to her hips. When Richard felt himself enter her once again, he thought he might reach his climax there and then. That was the power she held over him, that was the power of her beauty. Jean wasted little time, moving her hips rapidly, slamming her thighs against his waist as Richards cock pumped in and out of her wanting pussy. Richard bucked his hips up to meet hers, gripping Jean's waist tightly, their eyes never looking anywhere but at each other.

This could have gone on for another hour, or perhaps all it took was a few short moments, to Richard his time with Jean always seemed to feel like a lifetime. Just as the power in her legs began to fail and Richard's breathing began getting short, he got pushed over the edge of ecstasy. Jean sat down fully on top of him, letting him unload inside of her as deep as he could. Again her pussy convulsed and clenched around him, her thighs pressing against his sides with a sudden strength, her head thrown back and eyes pressed closed. Together Richard and Jean reached their orgasm, for Jean it was her third, for Richard it was the kind of orgasm a man could live off of for a month.

He held her and she him, for as long as they could, until their bodies relaxed and their souls were satisfied. Richard had been waiting for this moment for weeks, Jean much the same.