A question caught me by surprise-4

“Faster,” she cried, digging her nails into my back. If it made a mark,
I didn’t feel it. I felt her muscles clench as I moved in and out of her
in long, slow strokes. Instinct made up for inexperience. She moved with
me, her breathing becoming labored, her eyes watering as she poised on the
brink.

“Jennifer…” I whispered.

My body moved against her, within her, in a rhythmic, timeless beat.
Jennifer drew me in deep, and suddenly I felt the same sensation as
freefall as the whole world faded from view. She strained against me,
wrapping her legs around my hips, rocking with every thrust. I felt my own
orgasm begin to build, and I prayed I’d last long enough for the both of
us. She cried out as her body seized up, muscles clenched down around me,
keeping me inside her as my cock began to spasm.

I felt more alive than I’d ever felt before. I could hear the rain
cascading down on the sidewalk, feel the slickness of our sweat where our
skin met. I saw the love and devotion in her eyes as this one last
terrible fear had been vanquished. I braced himself on my elbows, and
gently brushing back her hair. With that, Jennifer started to cry.