Something different Pt4

We lay together like that for a good while in contented silence. We toyed with one another's hands, ran delicate traces of fingers across each other's skin and pressed our lips dropping soft kisses on the other's body. Jess looked at me in pensive wonderment, like she'd discovered something fascinating and wanted to decipher how it worked. It would have seemed comical, but I realised that I I was looking at her in exactly the same way.

It was one of those moments that I knew I'd look back on with a mixture of absolute happiness and total sadness. Lying there with Jess in this way made me feel like I would have no argument in letting the rest of the world roll by endlessly provided I was permitted to stay here, with her. The sadness would come from realising that no matter how strong the desire to freeze a moment like this and enjoy it forever, that time would not wait. Morning would come and snatch this moment from us and nothing could stop that.

As the rain intensified and began driving against the window, Jess laid her head back on my chest and I kissed the top of her head, deeply breathing in the scent of her coconut hair. I could see her skin dotted with goosebumps and she let out a small shiver. Now out of the throws of passion, it suddenly dawned on me that her room was actually quite chilly.

Ever the gentleman, I made a heroic effort to lean and reach for a blanket draped over the beanbag chair while simultaneously minimising any movement to Jess. It wasn't anywhere near as graceful or as successful as I thought. Jess' snort of laughter was deserved as it was annoying.

"Struggling?" She said biting her lip and stifling a chuckle.

"Thish ish for yoour benefit, shweetheart" I said in my best Sean Connery impression. The randomness of the accent and the comedy of the attempt broke Jess' composure and she laughed happily. My arms still flailed for the blanket but to no avail. Sighing in mock exasperation, Jess braced herself and rose off my body and leant off the side of the bed. She snatched up the blanket in triumph above her head, turned her head sideways and winked at me.

"Show off" I frowned as she set about unfolding the blanket, smiling pompously. Soon the frankly huge blanket was fully unfurled and Jess gestured at me to resume the same position as before. As I shuffled in slightly so that my back was supported by her pillows I saw Jess looking my body over. It was an approving look that made me feel like I was ten feet tall. Turning her back on me I again got to see a flash of her glorious arse as she positioned the blanket horizontally in front of her body. Looking back over her shoulder to gauge the distance she started to slowly lower herself down to lie on top of me again. Her unintentionally graceful bending made my body react instinctively. It was incredibly unfair to have this girl continually making me hard.

As she settled down against my body, I made a mental note of how her arse was now engulfing and practically suffocating my cock. Statically hotdogging my cock, Jess leant back her head and kissed me, pressing her back against my chest.

"That's better" she sighed and exaggerated a shiver as the blanket now covered us both.

" 'That's better'? " I thought.

I'll say...