Making Love Like It Is The End Of The World

They say that distance makes the heart grow fonder. This could not be further from the truth in Reggie’s case. Cassie, his on and off girlfriend of ten years still looked at as she sat by the window of that café.

“Hi,” he said as he tried to compose himself in front of her. He could never keep his wits about him when he was around, since even her aura itself was enough to stun him.

“HI,” She responded back. With that incredibly sexy tone that always unhinged him out of control.

He sat in the seat next to her, took her hand and asked, “Where shall we begin old friend.”

They lay in bed together. Her hand on his chest, and she was through and through tired from all the mega hook up sex they just had. She always knew he was wild one, but not a freak of nature.

“That was amazing,” she said as she turned her neck and head towards his face.

He gently kissed her and replied,” I know right, we are good together. We are on fire.” He said his excitement barely contained.

And she had missed his humor that none one else got but her, she really had. He was rather not that interesting to many people. A simple lad, with basic looks, a body that was just so and to top it all off, he lived a rather boring and average life. But she loved him and his bare simplicity, and no one else ever got it except her.

She reached her hand out to stroke to his extremities and there again he was hard as a rock ready to go again. “I mean boy you aren’t tired yet?”

“With you am always ready to go,” he replied as he surprisingly came on top of her to begin the sex session all over gain

“Reggie, Reggie…. REGGIEEE,” she said with so much contempt as she climaxed. Reggie loved the sound of her coming, he simply loved it, and it was a good sound she made. The sign that he had made her happy, he had satisfied her and that she belonged nowhere else but in his arms.

She climbed off of him and lay on the bed, contently tired and exhausted from the gleeful sex expedition that Reggie had put her though. He lay besides her feeling her supple breast maybe appreciating them for the last time before he warned off to sleep. And as he did so, she lay there letting him. She would always remember this night, every time she would think of quitting on him she would remember how he made love to her like it was the end of the world.

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