What was left behind

20| What are you doing here?

A giggle escapes me at his dramatics.

I try and wiggle out of his strong hold only a little bit, so that I can see his handsome face. "Last night was amazing." I say looking up at him.

"It really was." He says smiling down at me.

We fall in a comfortable silence for a little bit as I trace circles on his chest.

"So..." I say hesitantly. "Are we going to talk about what you said last night?" I ask as I watch the goosebumps form on him as a result of my touch.

His breath hitches at my question. "You heard that?"

I bite my lip. "It was hard not to."

He takes a deep breath. "I just got caught up in the moment." He confesses.

My heart falls. Do I believe him? I don't know. Do I wish he meant it? Absolutely.

"Oh." I say softly.

He taps my chin to look up at him.

"Can we just pretend it didn't happen?" He asks.

I can't hide the hurt on my face... and he sees it.

"That's not what I meant." He tries to clarify. "It's just—" he drags his hands down his face.  "It's a big thing to say, and it's embarrassing that it was said for the first time mid climax."

I nod my head, still not satisfied with his answer. But that's the feeling of rejection.

"Sarah," he says giving me a kiss. "It's hard to describe how much I feel for you." He rubs my cheeks with the pad of his thumb, as he tries to think of what to say. "it's just not how I imagined saying it to you. Can we just not talk about it until we're both ready to say it?"

His words only calmed me a little, but it was the honesty in his eyes and his gentle touch that put me at ease.

I lay my head back down on his chest as he begins to run his fingers up and down my spine. Each lap he moves further down. When he finally makes it the dimples right above my butt, I can't hold back anymore. He's teasing me.

I look up and see a devilish grin on his face.

"Okay, let's not talk." I say before kissing him fervently.

His hands wrap into my hair and he pulls lightly causing me to moan.

An image of me riding him pops into my head. There's no turning back now.

I pull away slowly. "You know what really I want to do?" I say with a sly smile before straddling him. I touch his ear with my mouth and whisper, "something I haven't done in so long." I put his ear in between my teeth and give him a light nibble. I can feel his hardness against me and I instinctively grind myself against him.

A soft cry leaves my lips at the sensation.

"I think I may have an idea." He struggles to say because of the friction between my wetness and his stiffness.

I am so glad we're both naked.

"You got to be on top last night." I whisper against his lips. "Now it's my turn." I add before crashing my lips against his. My tongue slides into his mouth and meets his and if I wasn't already turned on, this would have done that.

His penis puts a delicious amount of force against my clit causing me to moan and my hips jerk. The feeling makes me ache more with need.

"I need more." I whine before my hands find his hair and begin to tug. His mouth opens with a grunt and my tongue finds his with greed.