Let your feelings out some

They walked back and upon re-entering his room John was thankful for the candles both covering the other woman’s perfume and not burning his place down. They left the lights off and she pulled suggestively at his clothes before peeling her own wet layers off. Pulled his hand as she walked backwards to his bed and crawled up on it.

They kissed some more, his erection returning and grinding into her pubic bone. “Is this what you want now, John?”

She looked at him. His voice had murmured it deeper than normal and took a moment to settle the wave of lust in her mind. “Doe, you do not want to fuck me because it will not lead anywhere. I’m too angry still. I’m too horny. It would be like getting a woman drunk and fucking her just because you can… oh wait, you just did that, haha." She paused, "You know anything between us right now is just lust left over. I can not use you for a rebound sex moment or to satisfy an urge. You are too dear to me, love.”

His voice seemed to drop another octave, “I can change your mind. Just let me show you what it means to be loved.”

His words echoed in her head. They were familiar. She had heard them before. But he could not possibly know that. “And what happens, lad… What happens if my mind never changes and I have to go home?”

He swallowed, “Then, I guess I’ll be visiting California here soon.”

She kissed him. Overwhelmed by his voice, by the sensation of his body on top of hers. The depth in his eyes to his own heart that she could see in him. A few kisses and touches later, he entered her. Surprised with how tight she was. She had gotten still so he pulled back and then went in just a little farther than before. He did this a couple of times, still not able to fit his entire cock inside of her. John pulled his head down against her and kissed his ear, “If you are going to just tease me then I am going to get pissed. Fuck me or get off.”

He pulled out and rammed it into her. Knowing that even if it hurt her a little it would just turn her on even more. And so it continued until she locked her legs around him and held him in while he filled her with his cum. Wave after wave flowed into her.

She then took a shower, regretfully telling him to not join because it would ruin the surprise. Then while he showered next, she pulled up the video feed of them fucking. “Doe, what do you say we eat something and watch a movie before retiring tonight? I’m fucking famished with sex munchies.” She called to him.

“Ok. What does the mirror say?” He asked, but she ignored him and ran to grab some snacks. When she came back he was turning his computer screen back on. “Why did you turn the screen ah…” the picture was frozen on him facing her in the door way.

“Mmm. I love this movie! Pockey?” she grinning excitedly at him and held out a stick. They played the video and she told him there was one of Isabella as well. It had recorded the entire time because, “There’s no porn better than your own sometimes.” As they were going to sleep later she crawled on top of him and laid on his chest.

“You never told me what you wrote on my mirror.”

She kissed him. “Though he be but large, he is gentle. A beast of no burden. Goodnight, Doe.”