Behind The Scenes

72. Jo

I missed his body warmth, his breath, his lips, his eyes, his hair so much...
I'm sitting astride him and can't help but slowly rub with the bulge in his pants.
"Fuck..." he whispers with heavy breathing. "We can't here."
Well he's right. "In my room, we can."
He grabs me from under my buttocks and gets up, I wrap my legs around his waist. He goes to the trolley and takes a condom.
I show him the way to my room and laugh quite loudly without realizing it.
"Shh!" he tells me him. "Shut up!"
We arrive in front of the door. "This is it, come in."
He crosses the threshold, closes the door behind him and turns the key one time. He puts me back on the ground and starts unbuttoning his shirt. "I'm dying of heat."
I stand still where he left me and look at him smiling, but when I put a lock of hair behind my ear he picked me up in the same way as before.
Suddenly my back touches the wall and I'm trapped. He supports me from under my thighs and kisses my whole neck, collarbones, chest... and I let out a moan. "Shit, we're not alone."
He looks at me puzzled. "So? We'll be quiet," he shrugs.
He lowers his boxers and pants, opens the condom package with his teeth and puts it on with one hand. He doesn't take off my dress or panties, he only shifts them enough.
Oh my God... I missed that too in an absurd way.
I rest my head against the wall and close my eyes, as he slowly moves in and out of me, gasps and kisses my jaw.
My skin is on fire, like my heart. Drops of sweat make our faces shine.
I kiss him to stifle a moan. "I love you madly," I tell him with heavy breathing, and my brows join in a single curve of pleasure. This guy can make me feel crazy things.
He smiles and comes out of me, and in that moment I feel empty. But we're not done yet.
He puts me down and turns me around so my back is to him. He runs his fingers on my shoulders along all the arms, up to the knees, and a shiver runs through my body. Then they go up, and his hands land for a moment on my buttocks.
"Has anyone ever told you that you have an amaing bum?" he whispers and chuckles softly.
I shake my head.
He goes back to what he was doing and now he's unzipping my red dress. He drops the suspenders off my shoulders and the skirt ends up on the floor forming a circle of red tulle.
I turn to him and see him... upset?
"What's up?" I ask confused.
He looks at me and licks his lips. "I like this... red underwear. It suits you," he pauses, "but it would be better off on the ground."
He approaches and while he kisses me he undoes my bra and makes it fall to the ground, I pull down my panties and tug them with my feet.
I can't resist anymore, I've waited too long.
I throw myself on the bed and take him from the wrist. "Come here."
He places himself between my legs, his mouth is all over me and all of a sudden he sucks my nipple.
"Oh my God..." I hold my breath.
He grins and switches back to the neck.
He is inside me again.
"Fuck..." he moans softly, "I missed you so much."
When a moan is about to escape me, Hero kisses me to choke it and I dig my nails into his back.
He moves slowly in and out of me like it's my first time and he has to take it slow.
"I'm not a virgin, you know, you can go a little harder, okay?" I say, to make him accelerate a bit.
He nods yes, and accelerates.
Much better.
He gasps and I stifle my moans between his kisses. Now I can feel that jolt and my legs are starting to shake. He too is about to reach climax, he is giving the last pushes. We are wet with sweat.
"Hero..." I whisper "I... I'm..." and I come before telling him.
"Me too... oh shit." He comes and lies down next to me. He turns his head and looks at me with a grin on his face.
I look at him too and suddenly I burst out laughing.
He chuckles too. "Why are you laughing?"
"I don't know! But this situation is funny. I'm tired." It's so true, I've never been so tired.
"And sweaty, or rather, we both are," and he pulls his hair back.
He rolls onto his side and draws lines and circles on my chest. "Do you think this is making love or fucking?" he suddenly asks serious.
"Mhm... I think we always make love. Haven't we already had this discussion?" I remember yes.
He nods. "You are right."
I move closer to him and rest my head on his chest.
"I love you," he tells me, stroking my hair.
"Me too."
We fall asleep like that, as nature created us, hugged under the sheets and the fresh summer air, knowing that we love each other.