Foxy Tales

When I couldn’t take the uncertainty anymore, I pulled back, breaking the kiss even though I desired to linger in it for as long as possible. A foolish kind of hope sparked in me as I met her green eyes, the man I always hid so well surfacing as I tried to let her see the truth of me. For her to feel something other than hate when she looked into my soul.
There was truth in her too as I looked back. A lost girl who had been hurt so many times by so many people that she had long since learned to bury herself behind doors which no one but her sister knew how to unlock.
She brushed her thumb along my jaw, and I tilted into her touch, aching for more of that tenderness in her eyes, for more of her skin against mine.

I took another step back, the water lapping around my waist as she stayed where she was with the waterfall cascading over her shoulders, looking so endlessly beautiful that it stayed my breath in my lungs.
I wanted to say something to bring back the looks she had given me just moments before. I wanted to tell her that it meant something to me which I couldn’t really explain, and for some reason I felt like I wanted to admit to her how long I had hungered to claim this with her. My obsession with her hadn’t
been sated by this act; it had only flourished, wanting more now than I had ever even fantasised over before, and I struggled for the right words to offer her to try and get her to understand even a little of that need in me.

She broke our kiss, her head tipping back as I gritted my teeth to stave off my own release, refusing to end this until I ended her, and I was rewarded within moments as a cry of pure ecstasy escaped her and her entire body exploded around mine.
I lost the fight against my own body as her pussy throbbed around my cock, demanding my ruin alongside hers, refusing to be defeated even in this, and I followed her over the edge,
groaning into her neck as I came deep inside her, thrusting in deep one final time and spilling myself into her.
I crushed her to the rocks as we finally fell still, our chests pressed together, rising and falling rapidly as I leaned my forehead to the rock wall beside her, my cheek scraping against hers.
I found…bliss in that moment. A contentment I swear that I had never known before, the scent of her surrounding me, the warm press of her body against mine and the utter devastation she had wrought on my flesh still humming through my limbs.
I held her legs up, keeping us close like that, our bodies still connected and the feeling of being inside her so utterly right that I was already dreading the moment when I would have to pull back.
I closed my eyes, drinking in the feeling that was passing between us, the way my entire being seemed to hum with satisfaction, and nothing outside of us even mattered anymore.
The water continued to tumble over us, the warmth of it welcome against my skin as she slid her hands from my shoulders, running them down slowly until her palms rested against my chest.
She had to feel the way my heart was pounding for her. She had to feel the shift that had just taken place between us…didn’t she?
I turned my head on instinct and she moved to meet my kiss, the need for this one not a feral, carnal thing like those that had come before it, but something so much more.
I kissed her slowly, deeper this time, my lips skating over hers with a tentative question which she met as she leaned in for more.
I didn’t think I’d ever kissed anyone like this before, much less lingered in their arms after the deed was done. But Roxy wasn’t just anyone. And even though I knew she couldn’t really
be someone to me, I couldn’t deny the part of me which had just admitted that I wanted her to be.
Vulnerability prickled at my skin as I deepened the kiss, losing myself to her and offering…something. Likely something unworthy and as tainted as the rest of me, but it was something real all the same.