Stranded - The Manor of Mystery

She pushed against him and it began. He pushed gently but deep and she began to breathe intensely. Her face was right next to him and he could feel her breath on him.
 
She moaned and he pushed deeper inside. It was slow and gentle, he held his head right next to hers so he never breaks eye contact. Every once in a while he kissed her on the lips.
 
The sex was slow and gentle, an occasional kiss adding so much sweetness to the act. This was lovemaking, she knew. She truly knew the difference, never having felt this way before during sex. She sighed softly with each thrust,
 
He loved hearing her soft voice. He rested his head on her shoulder as he began to develop a steady pace. Placing his hand on the back of her head and kissing her behind the ear.
He closed his eyes and took in the smell of hers.
 
This was it, he knew. She was holding on to him kissing his neck.
Everything was right, nothing seemed to matter.
 
She felt her breathing get heavier, her skin become slick with sweat. She moaned softly as she nuzzled into him. "Durcet. . ." she whispered.
 
She started breathing heavily. He heard her whisper his name.
He took a look at her and asked "Alex... Is everything okay?"
 
"Everything's fine, Durcet," she whispered. "I'm just getting close is all." She had always cum easily. Never took her long to do so, for some reason. "I just don't want this to end." She felt the familiar tensing that took place.
 
"I understand." He kissed her. It was first a kiss on the lips but soon it overflew. He started biting on her lower lips and thrusting more intensively. He lifted himself and looked her as she kept gasping for air.
 
She felt it building and building as the thrusts grew more intensive. Her eyes widened as she realized she was hitting it. "Durcet!" she moaned as she hit her orgasm, holding onto him tightly, digging her nails in slightly.
 
She reached climax. He was glad he could make her feel that way.
He took out his penis and sat next to her and held her hand. He was still throbbing hard. It was pulsing. He couldn't get off that easy. When he was a boy any time his mother would find soaked sheets she would punish him. Now it took him really long to reach it.

He loved being with her and feeling her. He simply loved her. He held her hand like something would take her away and it made him tense. He looked at her all sweaty and spent but she was glowing. Looking at her only made him harder but he couldn't bother her anymore. She was spent.
 
She laid there comfortably, holding his hand, regaining her calm. She loved being with him, him loving her. She loved him.

As she laid there, she could feel herself glowing. she felt fantastic.
 
He took off her undershirt laid next to her and smelled her soaked sweat. He was naked, his pants somewhere in the room. His cock still hard standing still. His mushroom head was huge and pulsing. He took her in his embrace and place her head on his chest. Now they were both naked and covered in sweat.
 
He held her tightly and whispered to her. "Sleep well."
He couldn't sleep so he just gazed at her. She was beautiful.
 
She fell asleep, safe in his arms, the dreams staying at bay, her medicine helping her stay calm.

When she woke up, she saw Durcet staring at her. "Mmmm, hey you," she said sleepily, kissing his nose.
 
"Well I watched you entire time." He lifted her so he sat next to him.
"You really look pretty while you sleep." He kissed her.
 
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