Story: Simultaneous Slow

I don't know what time it was when he joined me in the hotel bed. I had fallen asleep post a large shoot I had earlier that day. I was afraid of being too tired to engage with him. His hand stroked my back slowly as I drifted in and out of consciousness. There was a battle going on in my head as to either wake up and interact with him or to bask in my exhaustion.

His touch is always a draw for me and slowly I found myself becoming aroused. I lazily turned over trying to wake up. His hand roamed my body until it started to squirm with need. It was when he started to pull at my nipples that I became more alert. I let out a small gasp as he tugged harder till I whimpered in pain.

I was awake and I wanted him.

His hand moved between my legs and pushed inside. I gasped and clung to him. Immediately I was coming and flooding his fingers.

"Yyess," he hisses in my ear.

Slowly he pulls out and starts to rub my hardened clit. His fingers are magic and I feel the climb.

"Make me come," I whisper against his neck.

My body quakes into an orgasm with my nails digging into his flesh and I am trying not to bite a chunk out of his shoulder.

"Fu$k me," pushes from between my lips.

I turned over lifting my *** to him. I still feel groggy as I move and he eased his dick into my pu$$y. I never grow old of that first feeling of having his dick filling me; it's ritual and beautiful.

Since we are both tired he moves in and out ever so steadily. I can feel his whole length going in and out. Usually, I am wild, thrashing against him and wanting him to f-me till it hurts. Tonight was slow and the build up was increasing as he continued his pursuit of taking me. His pace had me so focused on his I could feel myself nearing an orgasm.

“Come with me,” slurred out of me.

“Come with me,” I made more audible to him.

I started to groan gripping the sheets. This bed had nothing for me to hold on to. I could feel him grip my hips tighter as his body shook.

“Come. With. Mee.” Exploded from my lips and we both came at the same time in a violent eruption. My body milked his dick as he pumped and pumped into me.

We collapsed in a heap on the white sheets of the hotel bed. We panted back into calmness.

“For a moment I thought I was too tired to fu$k,” I said with grin.

Too tired?!? Is there sucha thing?