The Last Goodbye

We’d be in your car, looking into each other's eyes. You’d look at me with an intensity and asked me “What do you...?” Without letting you finish, I climbed on top of you and kissed you. I kissed you like it was the last time, and it was. The taste of your lips will forever live within me; every time I saw or craved a cherry you were behind my wanting for it. I could feel you smile behind our kiss. Oh, how I loved your smile.

Moving my lips down to the sharp edge of your jaw, I licked and I could feel your breath hitch. The fact that I could turn you on by just that excited me even more. I could feel myself grow wet. Bitting and nibbling behind your ear drove you mad. I licked, kissed, and sucked your neck, finding your sweet spot right between the back of your ear and neck. I licked it once and blew it softly and I could feel your dick growing and pulsing beneath me.

Slowly, my hand would go under your shirt and with the tip of my fingers I would graze your abs and feel you shudder beneath me. The warmth of your body radiated within the car; I could feel the windows steaming because of our growing desire. Strong hands gripped my waist, pushing me down making me feel your growing erection bringing me great pleasure. Your hands go under my skirt, feeling and rubbing my thighs. The shock on your face was evident, with the groan of pleasure when you found my pussy bare, sliding your finger, feeling my desire so slick, rubbing my clit and hear me gasp and moan. First one, then two fingers and you were stretching my walls. I was riding your fingers. I could feel my orgasm about to erupt. You felt it too because you started going faster until you stopped.

“Suck me, baby,” you said. Pushing the seat back, I crawl between your legs unbuckling your pants, pulling them down. Your erection sprung, taking me by surprise. While I was slowly taking your length into my mouth, you looked into my eyes and in an almost whisper you said to me, “Oh, baby, that feels so good,” making me take you in even deeper. Hearing your groans of pleasure almost made me cum. It was a sound so exciting, so enticing. My insides were burning with desire.

Begging me to stop, saying you needed to be inside of me in a haste, I was on top of you. Within seconds, you buried yourself inside me while I felt every raw inch of you, riding you, moving my hips creating a rhythm. I fell in love with the sensation of your lips on my neck, marking me, making me yours, bringing me a sense of euphoria. You were close; I could feel you pulsing, begging for release. Your hands were on my shoulder, pushing me down so you would be even deeper inside me. For a second it hurt, just for a second, then it was an instant pleasure. I was close as well. I could feel my walls tightening around your dick. Almost there, you started rubbing my clit, wanting us to cum together, to cum as one. Three words — three words drove me over the edge, making us cum together, becoming one. You loved me. You said you loved me. I thought I’d heard wrong, most definitely. It hurt, knowing this was our last goodbye and knowing how you felt.

This would be the last time we’d ever be like this, with you inside me. This wasn’t like every other time, no. This was us making love. I’d never thought I would say that we made love, not now, not ever, not in a million years. This was me giving you my body, my mind, and my soul. I even gave you what I thought I never had… my heart. You didn’t know that this would be the last time we’d be together. All you could hear was our ragged breathing, our sweaty bodies stuck together. You were leaving small butterfly kisses on the nape of my neck and my shoulder, saying over and over again how much you loved me, while I was there thinking how I was going to leave without saying goodbye, because I loved you, too. Forever and always.