NINETEEN

Derek

Skye then returned to the café to continue her shift there. When she was finished, I met her in the lobby and led the way up to my apartment by holding her hand. As we ascended the elevator to my level, she firmly grasped my hand and grinned at the nosy elderly ladies who were chatting among themselves in the adjacent corner. As the door swung open and we stepped outside, Skye laughed against my arm. As soon as we entered, we embraced as the day's tension finally began to wear both of us down. I got a glass of wine for each of us and we sat down on the couch.

She sighed and added, "I feel so much better."

I affirmed, "Me too. At first it was frustrating that everything was out in the open, but now I don't feel like I have to keep anything from anyone. I have no problem kissing you in the middle of a busy area. We don't need to remain hidden in the back if we want to eat dinner at the Love house."

She leaned down and kissed my lips, saying, "Everything is working out precisely like we wanted."

Media reports had already begun to emerge in their first form. Immediately after the first source went up, everyone else did the same, publishing their own accounts of the events. In order to prevent the media from entering to seek for Skye or me, the Avalon kept them outside. I was aware that after a few days, the next story would break, and nobody would be interested in me any longer. However, up until that point, I had been making sure Skye remained hidden in my apartment and out of sight. Some of the media coverage of our relationship was quite negative, trying to portray me as an older villain taking a young princess' virtue for myself. The bulk of the reports, however, were encouraging and supportive, urging people to keep their opinions on my relationship to themselves and to disregard my age as nothing more than a statistic.

"Do you think the press will linger around for a while? Skye enquired.

“Nah. They will be going to report on it as soon as a Kardashian sneezes, I remarked, chuckling. "I'm actually not that popular, and by the time the weekend is done, this article will be out of date."

"I appreciate that," she responded.

"What for? ”

She responded, "For choosing us above protecting me from misery. If we had split up, I don't know what I would have done. I wouldn't have known where I was."

I said, "I love you so much." "I was unable to consider ending the relationship for longer than five minutes. Thinking about my existence without you truly tore me apart.

"What do we do now, she said, pressing her palms on her knees and covering her flushed cheeks.

"Well, "I said, "I guess we'll have to spend the weekend cooped up in the apartment."

She laughed and answered, "Oh no." She moved very close and leaned on my neck. " You mean the two of us will have to be by ourselves in this apartment? The entire weekend? ”

She rubbed her face against my flesh and started to trail her lips along it while I giggled. I leaned back, placed my wine on the table, and closed my eyes as goosebumps appeared on my arms and neck. Her hands climbed up my chest, and as they did, her lips trailed over my cheek as her mouth glided gently across it. She tightly pursed her lips around mine and bit at my lower lip. After feeling a fire start to burn within of me, I raised my hands and grabbed hold of her, forcing her back into the couch. I leaned over her and ran my hand over her hips and up her thighs. My fingers moved up her shirt and tightened their grip on her hard breast, which was covered by her black satin bra. I kissed her naked stomach while lowering my head, pausing briefly to blow a raspberry on her skin. She sat up and smiled before grabbing my face in her hands and giving me an intense kiss.

I fell back as she slid on top of me, straddling me without letting grip of my face, and I tasted the sweetness of her lips on my tongue. I wrapped my hands around her when she was wearing a short little skirt, cupping both of her ass cheeks in my palms and giving them a firm squeeze.Her throat let out a loud groan, which reverberated in my mouth. Her hot pussy was hot against my garments and covered cock, and I could feel it. She thrust her hips into me and moaned as her pussy pressed across my shaft as I gradually relinquished my hold on her cheeks. My shorts were buttoned and unzipped as she sat up on her knees and reached down to pull them past my knees. We were only separated by the material of our underwear as she lowered herself back down.

Skye started to dry hump my cock while our tongues were rapidly moving against one another, the moisture of her mound soaking through my boxers. She rotated her hips in time with mine, and I gasped loudly as I sensed her body becoming hotter and hotter by the second. Her pink, damp flesh was exposed as I reached down and pushed her underwear to the side. As I pushed my pelvis forward and matched her grinding action, she exhaled deeply. On top of me, her body writhed as she searched for that release.

My knees were the object of her hands resting backward. I rubbed her clit by inserting my fingers deep inside the folds of her pussy. As my hands drove her to the edge and immediately knocked her over the ledge, she tipped her head back and yelled out in glee. As she erupted in an orgasm, her body trembled beneath the waves of ecstasy as she arched her back and pressed herself up against me.

I watched her face as her head began to bob up and down and her body started to unwind once again. I stepped out of my shorts after standing up and wrapping her legs around my waist. My initial thought was to take her to the bedroom, but I knew I couldn't even wait that long because my cock was throbbing so hard. Instead, I placed her on the counter, undid her underwear, and removed my boxer briefs. Before moving forward, I caught hold of my hard as a rock erection and stroked it several times. I lacked any ability to restrain myself. I dragged her forward while spreading her legs widely, then I quickly and forcefully pushed into her. She stretched out on the counter and lifted her top to reveal her flawless tits. I sighed as I clung to her hips and felt her warm fluids around my cock.

All I wanted to do was fuck her as quickly and violently as I could because she was so dang wet. Instead, I shut my eyes and focused on each and every arc, wave, and sensation I had as my naked cock went through her fluids. She screamed loudly as my hips retreated gradually. My cock pulled almost all the way out before I pushed back into her with power. I was able to exert all of my might by pushing and pulling thanks to her reaching over and grabbing the counter top's edge. I realized I couldn't continue to hold back after a few minutes of calm and steady movement. I moved closer and stretched her legs apart while gazing down at her stunning, sparkling pussy. I inhaled deeply and gripped onto her waist as she writhed and groaned in front of me.

All that could be heard in the apartment was the noises of our bodies slamming into one another and her high-pitched groans as I started to push in and out at an increasingly rapid pace. I clenched my teeth and listened to every harmony that came out of her mouth because the sound of her delight was more than electrifying. As the fire in my gut increased, I lost control over how quickly it was rising. I groaned and breathed deeply as I leaned forward and pushed in firmly. My head was lifted as she extended her hand.

She said, "I want to feel you come."

When she said those words, it ignited the fire in my gut, and I continued to slam my hips into hers until my cock had had enough. I closed my eyes and thrust forward, driving my shaft deep inside of her as my body tightened and shuddered from the intensity of my climax. I approached her forcefully and slowly, my dick pulsating inside of her and rapidly discharging my sperm. Ecstasy swept through every muscle in my body, and I was unable to utter much more than a quiet groan.

When the intensity of the moment subsided and my muscles relaxed, I drew Skye to a sitting posture and put my head on her chest while exhaling deeply.

I muttered, "Skye, I love you," as I felt her heart beat for me.