Page 37 of Platinum Pressure
She continued to ride my dick as she rubbed her clit. Within seconds, she’d reached her peak again.
“Shit.” She hissed and fell onto the bed beside me. She stared up at the ceiling as both of our chests rose and fell from the intensity of our night together.
“That was everything I imagined and some. Thank you for letting me experience you tonight.”
“Mm-hmm.”
When I regained my energy, I went into the bathroom and cleaned myself up. Then I grabbed some clean towels from the cabinet and wet them with warm water. I went back into the bedroom and cleaned her up gently. I continued to memorize every part of her body.
“What are you looking at?” she asked as a yawn fell from her lips.
“God’s greatest creation.”
“Pla—Porter, please.” She looked away with a soft smile on her lips.
“It’s the truth.”
“Thank you.”
“Anytime, beautiful.”
Meadow attempted to stand up from the bed, but her legs shook uncontrollably. She plopped back onto the mattress with a huff.
“I can’t get up. My legs are shaking too bad.”
I smirked. “Good. Let me get you something to wear.”
“I have a shirt and some panties on the dresser over there.”
“Say less. I’ll get them.”
I walked over to the dresser and retrieved the articles of clothing. When I brought them to her, she maneuvered until they were on her body.
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
As silence entered the room, I grabbed my clothes and slid them up my body. My mind rattled with what to say to keep the night going. I didn’t want to end things here. I wanted to lie in bed and hold her until the sun peeked through the windows.
“Meadow?”
“Hmm?” She rolled over onto her side and locked her sleepy gaze on me.
“I don’t want to overstep if you’d like to be alone, but, um, do you want to cuddle? Should I give you some space? I know a lot has happened over the last day, so let me know what you need from me.”
“I think I just need some time to process everything. It’s a lot.”
“Understood. Good night, Meadow.”
“Good night.”
The need for a kiss held me captive. I wanted one final kiss, just in case tonight would be the last time I experienced her in this capacity. With all the passion I could muster, I closed the distance between us. My lips met hers as my hands cupped her face. I poured every ounce of emotion bottled up inside of me into the kiss.
The certainty of her being my person.
The fear of never getting to feel her warmth again.
The unspoken words.
