Having sex with someone I'm not supposed to touch

Let me warn you that this "scene" is detailed. 

It was a bet between me and a friend to transfer personal sexual experience into words. 

Having another friend read it, he thought mine was better which gave me the confidence to put it up here.

Enjoy,

It's strange that no matter how wrong this is, it feels very much right. 

"What are you thinking about?" He asks me, his fingers trailing unkown patterns on the small of my bare back. 

"How incorrectly right this is." I tell him. 

His chest makes contact with mine as he laugh and I can't help but not to join him; that's always the case with Adrian. Whenever he laughs, I laugh, whenever he's angry,  

so am I, whenever he's down, I'm down. 

He pulls me closer to him as if our previous position wasn't close enough for him. He kisses me and it astonishes me how I'm not sick of it. All we've been doing since 7 am  

has been kissing... and well. Having sex.

"I get what you mean." He murmurs. 

I smile and kiss him one more time, this time keeping his lips to mine longer. If time could just stop. "I gotta go before she's here." 

I start sitting up but he grabs my hand and pulls me down next to him."One more time." He whispers. 

I laugh outright, not being able to stop myself. "Really? I'm exahusted. Aren't you?" 

He smiles. "Yes. Yes, I am. But for some reason I just can't get enough of you." 

I want to pull away and make him understand how important it is that I collect my stuff and go home before Lucy gets here, but the heat radiating from his body and his brown 

eyes, darkening by the second to make me aware of how much he wants this, wants me; is making it so hard on me. 

So I keep my mouth shut and give in to the lust I feel bulilding up inside of me.

He turns and lies on top of me, his hands on either side of my face and dips down to kiss me. This time the kiss lasts longer. His tongue travels back and forth my underlip 

seeking permission to enter and as always I'm too weak to decline his request. 

Eventually his hand slides down my torso and he rests it on my hip. He breaks off the kiss and as I spread my legs for him for the at least tenth time today; one push and he's 

in, making me yell out. He starts moving towards me, with every thurst follows a grunt or a moan, or a whisper of my name. 

I feel the tendons and muscles of his back shifting underneath my hands and I dig my nails into his back. 

By now my golden edge is so close I it's as if I can see it in the eyes of the man on top of me.

That's when we hear the front door open and we both freeze. "Ad? I'm home! Is Haven here yet?" 

Adrian burries his face in my shoulder, still inside me. "Fuck, fuck, fuck." He muttures. He raises his head and shows me the amount of space between his index finger and thumb. 

"I am this close." 

"Me too." I mutter. I can feel my golden edge slowly fading until all I can feel is the buzz; the only proof of it's recent exisitence. 

He pushes himself up on his hand and attempts another thurst. 

I put my hand on his chest to stop him. "Are you crazy? She'll walk into her in no time. Get off, Adrian." 

I get off the bed and grab my underwear, dressing faster than I ever have my entire life. "Get some clothes on. Fast as hell." 

For a moment he just sits there on the bed, his dark, long hair damp from all the sweat and looks at me. "Maybe we should let her catch us? Find out." 

I stare at him while in the process of putting on my shirt. "Are you out of your mind?" I grab his pants and boxers and throw them at him. "Put the freaking clothes on!" 

I grab my shorts and slip my legs into them, buttoning and zipping them up.

"Adrian?" Lucy calls, and we can tell she's getting closer to the bedroom. I grab my rubberband from the rug and put my hair in a ponytail. "Where are you?" 

Adrian puts his shirt on. "In the bedroom, babe!"

The second Lucy opens the door is the second we both sit on the rug, each of us grabbing one of the books scattered around us. "Oh, Haven! You are here. I'm just gonna go grab 

my bag. Any of you want something from the kitchen?" 

I smile at her. "A glass of water would be nice." 

"Sure." Lucy answers with a smile and slips out, the door closeing behind her. 

The tingling sensation is still there, in the center of my body. 

I look up from the book at Adrian at the same time as he does, and I don't know what happenes then. A lust so overpowering sezies me and I throw the book away from my lap 

to go and astraddle Adrian. I kiss him, very deeply. 

"I thought - " But he's interupted my next movement which is slightly raising myself and then letting myself drop right on his hardness. I try hard not to scream and in order