EroticReverie

*commissioned*

I pull my panties on and Jeff pulls on a pear of grey sweatpants, because of course he has to right? Every girls damn weakness, the magical grey sweatpants trick. Making girls drool since forever. 

"Want a shirt?" he asks and I look at him.

"sure." I say and he nods and walks over to his closet and pulls out a college t shirt. A YALE t shirt. 

I cock my brow. 

"You went to YALE ?" I ask and he smirks.

"No." he says. "My brother did."

"Oh." I say and pull it on over my head. 

I follow him into his small apartment kitchen as he looks in his fridge. 

I watch him bend over and I bite my lip watching him, and then he stands and opens the freezer.

"Pizza?" he asks and looks over his shoulder and I smile and shrug.

"What kind is it?" I ask. 

"Just cheese." he says taking it out showing me the box of the store brand cheese pizza.

I nod. "Sure." 

He preheats the oven, slips it on a tray and throws it in, then reaches over to his coffee pot and pours himself a cup.

"coffee?" he asks with his back to me and all I can do is stare at his toned back and broad shoulders.

"No thank you." I say and he turns around and walks over, setting down his mug and sitting in the other chair. It's a small square table pushed into the corner leaving only the two side available to sit at. 

"I should probably head out after the pizza." I say and he reaches over and grabs my hand. 

"I'd like you to stay." he says. 

I look at him and lean back in the chair pulling my hand from his, refusing to acknowledge the feeling that his hand simply holding mine caused to zip through my entire body.

"And if Kristen shows up?" I say lifting a brow. Because my sister COULD show up. 

"She isn't coming here tonight. She's going back to a hotel they got for the night." he says. 

I sigh. 

"stay with me" he says softly, his chin lowering, looking up at me. 

"If you're only giving me tonight...stay the night..." he says. 

"You want me to get you out of my system...but i've barely scratched the fucking surface.." he says and I chew my lip. 

"fine." I say, but not because he's some great debater that convinced me but because I want to. I need to. And like he said, we're far from being out of each others systems. 

He smiles and then moves his chair closer, then grabs my arm and pulls gently. And I sigh and he laughs a little as I not so reluctantly push out of my seat and onto his lap. 

"You look good in my clothes" he says as he puts his hands on my waist and leans in and kisses me. 

"you look good in your clothes too" I say and he grins and I kiss him again and he brushes my hair behind my ears with both hands and then cups my face and kisses me again. 

It's sickeningly sweet, and hot at the same time as his tongue pushed into my mouth, claiming me, making my defenses crumble, making the guilt pile up, but making me....so fucking happy and content. 

The kiss isn't hurried, but it feels like it is, because I fight the urge to kiss him frantically, fight to keep the kiss calm, slow and sexy, fight to pretend that this isn't the only night I'll get with him. 

This has to be the last time, I tell myself. I can't do this again, no matter how good his hands feel on my face, or how easy it is sitting in his lap with his soft mouth on mine. It shouldn't feel like he belongs to me, it shouldn't feel like this with someone who is practically a stranger.  My heart shouldn't be beating as fast as it when his fingers slip into my hair and deepens our kiss. It shouldn't hurt like this to kiss him, it shouldnt feel like my entire body is ready to burst, my hands shouldnt be shaking when , reach up to put them on his chest. I settle them by placing them firmly on his chest, but then the rest of me shakes instead, and I tremble as his hands pulls gently at my hair. 

"You're trembling" he says as my head goes back slightly and he kisses the base of my neck, and brushes his lips along the center column of my throat and I swallow hard. 

"I can't help it" I pant and can feel him hard against me through my panties and his sweatpants. 

"Do you need me inside of you Mila?" he whispers near my ear and I groan, and nod breathlessly. 

Within seconds, my panties are removed and his pants are pulled down, and I'm pulled back onto his lap, whimpering in need. 

I go to lift his shirt off, and he shakes his head. 

"Keep it on for me." he grins slightly. 

I kiss him, both of us moaning as I lift, and he guides his cock into me as I slide down it. My breath hitches the second I take him in and I move down slowly, letting every inch of him gently slip inside of me. 

I wrap my arms around his neck, and rock slowly, and his mouth is on my upper chest around the loose neck of his shirt that I'm wearing, and at the base of my neck, kissing and groaning against my skin as I pant quietly. 

"Jeff" I moan, feeling him inside of me.

"Don't make me stop" he groans. 

"Don't ever make me stop Mila" he says and then lifts me, standing and sits my ass on his table, knocking his coffee over and it spills over the table and onto the floor. Neither of us paying it any mind as I wrap my legs around him and he starts to thrust as I hold onto him, my hands at his neck, my eyes on his as his cock owns me, so fucking slowly. 

both of our mouths parted and our eyes never moving, afraid to even blink and break the incredible feeling and connection I have as he moves in and out of my body. 

"one night isnt enough" he groans. 

I let out a little gasp as he goes a bit harder. 

"This....this isn't enough" he grunts and then goes even harder. I whimper and moan loudly, the table banging against the wall as he thrusts. 

"I need this....I need you....I need more of you....so much more" he groans and crashes his mouth to mine and picks me up and then takes me to the wall. I arch my back and I use my legs and arms to lift and come down on his cock as he thrusts. Both of us going harder now, wilder, losing our reserve to keep things soft, to keep them slow. 

"please" I yelp 

"Please, make me cum" I cry and arch my back and we both buck and thrust our hips into each other and he fucks me harder against the wall. 

I groan loudly, too lost in the absolute fucking mess we've made.

"tell me I can have you Mila" he groans and I moan and my jaw drops as I get closer to cumming. 

"tell me I can keep you" he grunts as he thrusts. 

"Jeff!" I cry and I cum, shattering around him and crying out loudly and he pulls me slightly from the wall and grabs my ass, and lifts me, up and down on his cock and I moan as he doesnt stop, taking me as I cum, my legs shaking and I grasp onto his neck, curling one arm around it as I bury my head on the other side as I whimper and keep cumming on his cock, cursing as I cum, wanting to cry. 

"tell me" he grunts. 

"yes" I cry.

"i'm yours" I whimper and he groans and slams me back into the wall with a thud and the wall shakes, rattling a clock off to the side that jumps off its hook and crashes to the floor. I gasp as he pounds into me, harder, and harder, panting heavily and I squeak with each thrust, my pussy soaking him, his cock demanding to go deeper up inside me and I cry out.

With a grunt, and the next few pumps of his hips, I watch the complete euphoria on his face as he spends his cum inside me. Each pump of his hips, sending more of his cum into me. 

"yes" I breathe. "Yes" 

As his hips stop, both of us are panting loudly and I let out a little moan as I shake and tremble. Even after my orgasm is gone, I whimper and wrap my weak legs around him tighter and hold onto him. 

He lowers me slowly and kisses my cheek, and then my forehead, as his cock slides out of me, and he's still hard, I can feel him against me as he kisses my mouth. Our tongue pushing over each others as we breathe hard. 

"Turn around...we're not done yet" he pants and my eyes widen slightly as he gently turns me by my hips and then grabs them, pulling them back and I feel his cock slide right back inside of me. 

I let out a cry as I put my hands to the wall, and feel his one hand slip up over my hip and around and down between my legs as he leans over me and kisses my back and my shoulder, and I tremble, my legs shaking as he rubs my clit and fucks me slow again. 

My eyes roll back and I can barely stand, but I keep focusing on bracing my legs, but losing my focus and almost collapsing when his fingers keep circling my clit and I quiver. 

"this is happening Mila....you and me....we're never stopping...." he says in my ear and I let out a whimper and moan as he keeps whispering in my ear as he gently fucks me and rubs my clit. 

"you're so fucking mine baby" he whispers. 

My mouth parts as my eyelids flutter as he bites my shoulder and makes me cum on his cock again. I wail, a cry escaping my mouth as he whispers to me. 

"i wish my baby was in you Mila..." he says and I groan. 

"not her" he says. 

"you're the one I want." he says as my legs tremble and I whimper, barely able to stand and he wraps and arm around me, turning me and then bending me over the table. 

"you're the one I wanna make love to" he says and I gasp , my hands on the table, my front covered in the spilled coffee still on the table. 

"you're the one I wanna fuck" he grunts and thrusts harder. I yelp and try to push myself up but cant find any strength. 

"I want you Mila" he groans. 

I moan. 

"I'll leave her.." he grunts. 

"Tell me to...and I will....as long as I get to have you" he groans. 

I bite my lip and my eyes are heavy with lust and drunk on the way his cock provides for me, giving me a beyond incredible high.

I whine, thinking about my sister, knocked up by her boyfriend, who currently had me bent over his kitchen table, filling me with the same cum that got her pregnant.  I think of my sister, the one who was always there for me, no matter what, how close we were , and I hated myself, but couldnt picture giving this up, giving up Jeff, someone I didnt even know, other than intimately. 

I cursed myself but I said as I listened to him fill me with cum again, grunting as his hips slammed into me. 

"Leave her" I said quietly. 

He groaned loudly, jerking his hips, his cum somewhere deep inside me. 

"Leave her."