Making it up

Everything felt like the first night we met. Chloë was weak at the knees from nerves about what she’d done, and I practically carried her into my apartment. “Chloë, I couldn’t possibly tell you how much I’ve missed you. I’m so glad you’re here again. I couldn’t have hated you or been mad at you if I’d tried. It wasn’t your fault.” I played her the phone call, and she looked absolutely shocked. “So it really WAS ****?” – she said, amazed. “That’s ridiculous! How could someone be that awful? And especially after the reason you broke up was HER cheating…Oh, I couldn’t tell you how sorry I am, Dave. I’m so, so glad you found it in that golden heart of yours to forgive me for being so stupid and believing that you could do something like that to me…”

If she was going to say anything else, I didn’t let her – I pulled her into a deep, hungry kiss of two people who had missed each other like they had never believed possible to miss someone, savoring every second of their reunion. I took her to the bedroom, where we both undressed and got on the bed.

I pushed her up to the headboard, then crawled down to the other side of the bed, spread her legs and plunged my face between them. Chloë started quivering the moment my tongue came into contact with her sensitive slit. I licked and licked, making love to her labia and clitoris with my mouth, and gently but firmly penetrating her hole with my tongue. “Oh…oh, YES, Dave! Yes! Lick me! Oh, yes, right there! Aaaahh…” - Chloë moaned out, spreading her legs even further to make more room for me to eat her out, and moaned louder and louder with every second.

For several minutes, I did nothing but lick Chloë’s slit up and down in a passionate, leisurely rhythm, over and over, pushing her further and further towards the edge. “Oh yes!!! Oh, Dave, I could do this forever…” – she moaned out. I started progressing at last to her throbbing clit, sending sensual jolts of electricity up Chloë’s spine, radiating from her slit and her clit all over her body. I took her clit into her mouth, and sucked it all the way in several times, to her delight.

She came suddenly, shaking, moaning and shuddering with the long-awaited orgasm. After a few minutes of slowing my tongue, letting Chloë slowly warm down from her climax, I moved so I was on top of her, and we shared a long series of kisses, savoring the moment. I then pulled her up as close to me as I could and slowly inserted into her, making her take in a very slow and shaky breath. She instantly tightened around me, and I began gently thrusting down into her, looking deep into her eyes much like I’d done all the way back when we’d slept together for the first time. It felt like a first time because three weeks had been to us like years of not seeing each other, of not experiencing this blissful unity of our bodies. “Oh, yes, Dave, I’ve missed this so bad…I’ve missed you so much…don’t ever stop…” – Chloë moaned out between my soft, tender, gentle thrusts. I picked up the pace with her loud, passionate orgasm, as she dug her nails into my back and moaned out in ecstatic pleasure. I felt simultaneously like we’d never been apart and like we’d spent centuries away from each other as I dug deeper and deeper into her, loving every moment. I moved one of my hands from the bed and lovingly fondled one of her petite breasts, to moans of approval from Chloë through our deep, loving kiss. We were truly making love, as passionate affection seemed to radiate from our heaving bodies, particularly hers as she orgasmed time after time at the feeling of me inside of her. It was better than anything we’d had before, amplified by the time we’d spent apart, truly realizing what we’d missed in the fullest possible extent. After what simultaneously seemed like an eternity and a second, I realized I was nearing the edge myself. “Chloë, love, I’m…” – she didn’t let me finish and simply covered my mouth with hers as I emptied everything I’d seemingly saved up since our last time into her. “I’ve missed you more than I could possibly tell you, Chloë” – I croaked. She nodded. “Me too, Dave, me too.” Everything was amazing again.