Chapter 7
Sean
Once Gina’s breathing gets deep and regular, I unclasp her hand from mine and lay it gently on the bed. I’m almost to the door when she stirs behind me.
“Stay.” Her voice comes out as a whisper so faint I almost miss it.
“I thought you were asleep.”
“Stay with me.”
Her arm is outstretched, reaching for me. She looks so vulnerable, and after what she’s just told me, I don’t blame her for not wanting to be alone.
“I’ll stay as long as you want, love.”
Slipping off my shoes, I slide onto the bed next to Gina and pull her toward me so her back’s pressed against my chest. She feels familiar and yet different, her body fuller and more sensual.
I run my hand over her hair, smoothing down her locks and tucking them behind her ear. Her neck is exposed, and her soft skin is too tempting.
“Gina,” My lips press against her neck. “It feels good to hold you in my arms again.”
My kisses move down her spine as far as her t-shirt will allow me. I feel her shiver under my touch, and then she moves her hips against me.
It's a small movement and a big invitation.
I go instantly hard, but I don't want to take advantage of her when she's vulnerable. And so I pull back, putting some distance between us on the bed.
“Where are you going?”
She's wide awake now, and she rolls over to face me. We’re closer now, more intimate.
“I’m sorry you went through all that on your own.”
She screws her face up. “I don’t want to talk about it anymore. I want to forget about it for a while.”
Her eyes dart to my lips expectantly. I take her face in my hands and press my lips to hers.
She kisses me back, slow and tender. But she’s vulnerable. I shouldn’t take advantage, no matter how much I want to.
“Are you sure this is what you want, Gina? Because you spent a lot of time telling me that I'll never get to touch you again.”
She sighs.
“No, I'm not sure at all, Sean. All I know is that ever since you walked back into my life, my body has felt like it's on fire. And if I don't get a release soon, I think I might explode.”
I know how she feels. I’ve felt the same thing ever since I saw her. But if she thinks this is just about sex, then she’s crazy.
“I don’t want to just be your release, Gina.”
She chews on her lower lip, and I’ve never seen her look more vulnerable.
“I don’t know, Sean, but right now I feel vulnerable and raw, and I want to feel something else. This might be a bad idea, but do you think for one night we can pretend we’re those kids again?”
I want more than one night, but it’s a start.
“I need this, Sean.”
There’s a pleading look in her eye, and who am I to turn down the love of my life begging me to make love to her?
“As long as you’re certain.”
My thumb grazes her cheek, wiping away smudged mascara.
“I need to confess something,” she says quietly.
My gut clenches. This is where she tells me about the boyfriend she’s been with for the past several years. So I do what I always do when I feel uneasy. I make a joke.
“Us Catholics love a good confession.”
Her lips tug into a smile, and at least I’ve managed to cheer her up.
“I haven't been with a man since you.”
The words send a new heat through my body. No other man has been inside her; it will be like claiming her all over again.
“Gina, you’re driving me crazy.”
“Just touch me, Sean. It means I've been horny for seven years, and I've not done anything about it.”
I throw my head back and laugh. Gina always told me I was funny, but no one can make me laugh the way she does.
“I’ll do more than touch you if that’s what you want.”
I kiss her eyelids, salty with the remnants of tears. Then I tenderly move down to her mouth. Her lips pressing against mine is everything I’ve imagined and more.
Her body moves against mine, finding the new places where we fit together.
It starts tender, but as we relax into each other, there’s a new urgency to the kisses. I've fantasized about making love to Gina for so long, and now that she's here next to me, I need to touch all of her.
Pulling her t-shirt over her head, I unclip her bra.
Her magnificent breasts tumble out of the bra, and I take them in my hands, burying my head between them.
“I’ve missed these girls.”
She gives a deep throaty laugh.
“They’ve missed you too, Sean.”
I can tell by the hard nipples and her gentle sigh that she's telling me the truth. I suck on each one of them tenderly until she tilts my head up.
“Other parts of me have missed you too, Sean.”
“Still bossy I see.”
But I don’t mind. Gina was never afraid to ask for what she wants and I love that, especially in the bedroom.
Trailing kisses over the soft rolls of her belly, I make my way down to her most tender spot.
She wiggles out of her panties and I bury my face between her legs, breathing in her tangy scent and tasting her sweet nectar. It feels good to be here, between her legs. This is what I was made for, giving Gina pleasure.
I take my time, licking slow circles on her hard nub, enjoying the way she squirms with every touch. I can feel the tension she’s been holding onto, and I enjoy turning her into a quivering mess.
It doesn't take long until she releases it all, exploding on my tongue, pulling my hair and screaming my name. It’s the sweetest sound I’ve ever heard.
I climb back up to her, grabbing a condom from my pocket as I kick my jeans off.
“You carry a condom?” She raises her eyebrows at me.
“I slipped this in my pocket the day I came back hoping I'd get this chance with you.”
“That's very presumptuous.”
“I call it confident.” I give her my best grin, and she meets it with a sparkle in her eye. I love seeing Gina smile, but right now I want to see her screaming.
We kiss some more, and I roll my cock around the edge of her pussy. She’s wet and ready for me, and I slide in an inch.
She’s so tight that when her pussy squeezes me I almost lose it. I remember our first time together, when I took her virginity on the sand dunes. The memory sends a spasm down my cock, and I jerk inside her.
“Fuuuck, it feels so good to be inside you, Gina.”
“Go all the way, Sean.” She’s panting, and her face is slick with sweat. I thrust hard, burying my cock deep within her.
“Sean,” she gasps, and I love the sound of my name on her lips. I want to hear that sound for the rest of my life.
I move slowly, wanting to treasure every moment.
I’ve imagined making love to Gina so many times.
At first, trying to remember every detail of every time we made love, and when the memories faded, fantasizing about her.
But nothing on this earth compares to how it feels to be inside Gina.
It's familiar and exciting all at once. It feels like coming home after a long exile.
We find a rhythm, moving together, our bodies entwined, locking and syncing like they were made for this.
I rub circles around her clit with my thumb until her pants turn to screams and her pussy convulses around me.
Only then do I let myself go and give in to the sensation of Gina’s pussy clenched around my cock.
As my cum explodes into her, I feel a sense of wonder. My heart swells with love, full in a way that it hasn't been for so long.
We collapse onto the bed together, panting and exhausted.
I enfold Gina in my arms, and it doesn't take long until she's breathing heavily. I pull her close, wanting to feel her against me as I sleep. As I drift off, a deep feeling of contentment settles into my heart. It feels like finally I’ve come home.