Like There's No Tomorrow

by Linnea Valle

  “You look like you’re a bit cold, Emma,” Zach said as he took in the hard peaks of my breasts.

  I saw the fingers on his free hand twitch, making small rolling motions, making my nipples even harder. I swear I could feel him playing with them. Zach grabbed the water bottle as he passes by it and then went to turn the air conditioning unit down as he easily handled the box and the bottle in one of his large hands. He then turned back to me and rounded the empty bed, sat both the condoms and the water on the nightstand and without a word or any amount of ceremony removed his jeans and briefs while watching my reaction the whole time. This was a confident man on a mission.

  I was sure I’d turned beet red, not a good look on me, but I couldn’t stop from staring at him. He was very aroused and knowing I was the one who made him that way, made me proud. It gave me a sense of daring and boldness, which was not my norm. Zach had always brought out things in me that no one else was able to, the good and the bad. Right here, this was the good.

  I was still naked except for my thong and Zach stood before me, proud, and erect. I was suddenly very thirsty. I got up on all fours and crawled my way over to the nightstand. I grabbed the water and sat back on my heels to take a nice long drink. Closing my eyes, I allowed the coolness of the water to quench my thirst, but Zach was the only one who could slake the need that built in me.

  I felt his eyes on me, roaming my body as I drank greedily from the bottle. A small bit of water escaped from the side of my mouth and dripped down my chin. I felt the plop of the droplet as it fell onto my breast. I leaned over and sat the water back down. It was an easy reach to where Zach was standing, and I went back on all fours and positioned myself directly in front of him. He hadn’t moved a muscle other than his hands as they clenched and unclenched.

  I sat back on my haunches, sliding to the edge of the bed, and reached out to touch his hard length. When I wrapped my hand around it, smoothing my thumb over the full head I heard Zach take in a deep breath, hold it for at least five seconds and then slowly he began to release it. This was so new to me and I was mesmerized. I could feel the blood pulsing within him and I saw a small bead of pre-cum as it seeped out. I felt even bolder and without thinking I dipped my head down and licked it off. When I did, Zach groaned and reached out, weaving his hands through my hair at either side of my head. He wasn’t exactly pulling me closer, but he wasn’t pushing me away either. I took it as my cue.

  “Zach, I’ve never done this before, will you tell me what you like?” I asked, my lips swept over his head as I spoke. A moan drifted out and I could feel his breath moving wisps of my hair as he gazed down at me.

  “Jesus, Emma! I think anything you do to me is going to feel incredible,” Zach whispered.

  “No, Zach, I want you to give me instructions, I want to do this for you. So, you have to tell me.” I demanded of him.

  Zach huffed out a breath, then pulled one hand out of my hair and brought it down to cover my hand. He pulled down to bring the tip of his erection back to my lips.

  “Open,” Zach’s one-word command. I opened my mouth and Zach gave a small thrust of his hips, pushing inside my mouth. I instinctively closed my lips around his shaft as he slid our hands back toward his body.

  “Roll your tongue around my head, then suck a little bit and see if you can take me any deeper.”

  I did as Zach instructed and I tasted more pre-cum. I was able to lean forward and take more, so I did.

  “Oh, fuck! It feels so good. Now back out, sucking, but don’t let my head leave the warmth of those beautiful lips. It’s okay to scrape lightly with your teeth and the roof of your mouth.”

  I followed his orders, as I did, he pulled my hand back and forth so I was both sucking and stroking him at the same time. I repeated this a few times and with each completion, I felt Zach get harder and his hips thrusted and rotated. His breathing got faster and deeper and I twisted my head on his cock as I looked up to see him watching every move I made.

  “Shit! Enough!” Zach growled. “Any more and I’ll be coming down your throat,” Zach said as he pulled all the way back his head making a popping sound as it broke free from my lips.

  “My fucking turn, my turn to taste you. You tasted so good last time. You’re all I’ve thought about for weeks.”

  I blushed at the compliment and Zach lifted me off my heels and pulled my thong down to where my knees were on the bed. He then lifted, turned, and laid me with my head on one of the pillows. While he crawled onto the bed, I couldn’t take my eyes off his bobbing erection. He positioned himself toward the foot of the bed and pulled my thong the rest of the way off, spreading my legs. He skimmed his body up my legs and pushed them over his shoulders. I watched with fascination as he devoured me solely with his eyes.

  “You are so beautiful, Em,” Zach whispered right before he lowered his face and began to work his magic.

  I remembered this vividly from the car. He wasn’t shy about it. He’s hungrily licked and sucked my clit. He dipped his tongue inside my pussy. He quickly worked me up and his hand joined in, using first one, then two fingers inside of me while his tongue flicked and circled my hard nub. It didn’t take long before I was squirming, pulling at his hair and I could feel myself getting ready to explode.

  “Do it, Emma. Come on.” Zach had stopped and moved his head back far enough so I could hear him grit out his command.

  His fingers never stopped their thrust, curl, thrust movement. Zach was again working my clit, harder this time and I stopped moving, my legs went straight and taut and the orgasm exploded. Damn, this was better than the last time. I felt completely taken over by it for a couple of minutes. Until finally I was aware Zach’s fingers still moved, slightly inside of me. Each time they moved it set off an extra spasm, each one successively weaker until I was back. Wow. I looked down and saw Zach looking up at me, the sexiest look I had ever seen, it literally smoldered.

  “Um, that was just…” I paused trying to come up with something to say. “I honestly have no words. Is it your turn yet?” I saw Zach’s eyes flame with desire, and then a flash of sadness crossed his face. I wanted to make sure that Zach understood it was the past.

  “Don’t go there, Zach Peters,” my voice was firm and maybe a little stronger than I felt, but it snapped him out of it. He knew I was serious if I called him by his last name.

  I got to my knees on the bed. Zach watched me warily and I laughed. He was mistaken if he thought he was going to break me or push me away. I was getting what I wanted this time. Zach’s brow furrowed wondering what I was up to, especially after I used his last name.

  I laughed again. I was happy and feeling playful. This was what I dreamt about for years and I was not backing down. I pushed Zach onto his back and I straddled him. I knew he could reverse the tables any time if he wanted to, but this newfound power over him with my body was very liberating and put a confidence into me I didn’t know existed.

  As I straddled Zach’s waist, his erection pushed at my behind and I wiggled my ass a little to let him know I felt it. He moaned and dropped his head onto the bed. I planted a hand on either side of his head and I leaned down, thrusting one of my nipples at his lips. They were taut and ached for some attention. Zach did not disappoint. As soon as a nipple brushed his lips, his head shot up off the bed and pulled me into his mouth, sucking hard. His arms reached up and slowly moved up my arms, circled my shoulders and then curved around my back. He had me in a vice grip. I couldn’t escape even if I had wanted to. But, I didn’t, it felt too good.

  I arched my back and pushed my breast farther into his mouth, crushing myself to him. I loved those tingles caused when he flicked his tongue or lightly bite at me. Sensation and want had me breathing hard and squirming all over his belly. I thought I was in control by being on top, but Zach seemed to have all the power to turn me into a puddle of need. I couldn’t help myself, I wanted to touch him again, so I reach behind myself and grab his cock. It was so good, so right. Yet so wanto
n at the same time. A thrilling type of dirty. He immediately rewarded me with a deep intake of breath, breaking the suction he had on my breast.

  I used the opportunity to get up on my knees and lean over to grab the condoms. I sat back down, opened the box, and pulled out a foil. Zach watched me carefully, a slightly amused look on his face. Thank God for Sex Ed in Health class. We were taught how to wrap a banana and although this was definitely not a piece of fruit, I was confident I could do it correctly.

  I flipped around and sat on Zach’s chest, completely shameless while I proceeded to carefully tear the foil, and put the condom on exactly as taught, leaving some extra room at the tip. I couldn’t help myself when I stroked up and down a few times, reveling in the silky smoothness covering the straight, hard shaft in my hands.

  I didn’t want Zach to have any doubts about my handiwork, so I swung my leg off him and knelt beside him, holding his penis up for him to see.

  “We practiced at school, remember?” I giggled a little at the memory. I remember being so embarrassed since it was a co-ed class and everyone had to participate. I couldn’t even look up knowing Zach and Eddie were at the back of the room, a couple of tables over.

  “Did I do okay?” I asked, seeking his approval.

  “You did very well, like you did on the banana. I got hard watching you practice in class, you know, wishing it was me in your hands.” Zach’s voice was even deeper than usual and throaty.

  If I didn’t know any better, I’d say he was emotional. I was shocked, I had no idea Zach thought of me back then. We wasted so much time. I didn’t want to waste another minute, especially with them leaving in two days.

  I bent down and kissed Zach, sweet and tender. My tongue slid inside his mouth, I flirted and played the game, danced the dance. I broke the kiss and whispered a question.

  “Zach, will you make love to me?” The L-word slipped out, I didn’t mean for it to, but I refused to take it back.

  Zach didn’t say anything, but answered me all the same. He lifted me and pulled me back over him so I was again straddling him, only this time I was lower on his hips.

  “Emma, I’m yours, go at your own pace and let your body do what feels right,” he said as he let go of my arms and reached down to hold himself up for me.

  He was giving me the control. I lifted myself using his chest wall for leverage and positioned myself, then slowly, I began to lower myself onto him. It was still tight and full, but there was no pain this time as his head breached my opening and I plunged further and further down his shaft. Zach’s eyes closed, but the look on his face told me he was fighting for control. Finally, I was sitting directly on him, his cock tight and hard inside of me, all the way to the hilt.

  Zach reached out and grabbed my hips, slowly encouraging me to move on him. The depth and the angle hit a magical spot and a sensation of a slow burning heat started to build as I rocked back and forth over him. It only took a minute before we were in sync with one another. The way we moved together, slow, and sensual was unbelievable.

  This was so different than the last time, I couldn’t even compare the two. Zach muttered words of encouragement and dirty little things to me. I liked it, it spurred me on. Our pace picked up and I was bouncing and grinding on Zach with each thrust of his hips. We both murmured, verbalizing our pleasure. There was still the building warmth plus a jolt every time he hit my G-spot.

  “Em, I don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to last, you feel so good. I’m getting close.”

  The knowledge made me work even harder to give him the kind of pleasure he gave me earlier. Before I realized what he was doing, Zach reached down and began rubbing my clit while I rode him.

  Oh, God! The feeling, just incredible. My sighs got louder and turned into almost a scream as I came again. The feeling was totally different with Zach inside me rather than only his tongue or his fingers. My core muscles squeezed his cock and I threw my head back in abandon and let the tidal wave take over.

  I wasn’t even done when Zach’s hips shot up and he pushed my hips down hard as he ground his pelvis underneath me.

  “Yes, oh Em, YESSSSS,” he called out my name and I could feel him pulsing inside of me.

  I tilted my head forward to look at him and the look of joy mixed with sweet anguish on his face was the most erotic thing I’d ever seen. He went so far beyond handsome in my eyes, I had no name for it.

  We were both sweaty from the effort. Zach’s hands moved away from my hips, sliding up and down my sweaty back as he came back down from his orgasm. The farther he came down, the more the look on his face became that of bliss. He opened his eyes and looked at me with a depth I’d never seen in him before. I thought that my heart might burst with joy. We did make love, it wasn’t simply sex.

  Zach didn’t waste any time afterwards, he rolled me to the side.

  “I need to go get rid of this condom and get cleaned up.” He leaned over and gave me a quick peck on the nose before getting off the bed. He went to the bathroom and I heard the toilet flush, then I heard the water in the bathtub running. I started to get a chill as my sweat evaporated, so I pulled the covers back on the bed and slipped in between the sheets. I grabbed a pillow and lay my head down to wait for Zach to return. My eyes slowly drifted shut. Suddenly, the bathroom door burst open and Zach came out, still naked.

  “Come on, I ran a bath.” Zach looked supremely proud of himself as he held his hand out for me to join him.

  Although I would have liked to stay in bed, I couldn’t tell Zach no. Instead, I smiled and flipped the covers back and practically ran into the bathroom. The room was steamed up from the hot water and Zach had the bathmat laid out. He started to follow me in to the room, but I turned and stopped him.

  “Um, Zach, could I have a minute of privacy before I get into warm water.” I looked at him through my lashes. I knew we just had the most intimate of moments, but I wasn’t ready to go pee in front of him quite yet. Zach laughed at me. The laugh which is so damned infectious and I couldn’t help from laughing too. He backed out of the room with a wave of his arm toward the toilet and pulled the door shut after him.

  As soon as he heard the flush, he was back in the room, grabbing my arm as he stepped in to the tub of water. I followed and we sat. My back snuggled into his front and his legs spread wide, ankles crossing over mine at the end of the tub. Zach used a washcloth and rinsed me with the warm water by wringing the cloth, then dipping it in the water and repeating. He was humming, no song, just a contented little melody. I wasn’t sure what to say. I lounged against his chest, enjoying the sound of his heartbeat against my ear.

  We sat until the water got cold, and then Zach dried me off, taking great care with a towel wrapped and tucked around his own waist. We hadn’t talked much and I was so tired at that point, I didn’t even care. I wanted to crawl in bed and sleep.

  We left the bathroom and Zach picked me up and carried me to the bed, placing me in the spot I had vacated earlier, covered me up, then leaned down to give me a sweet kiss. He grabbed the water and tipped it back, draining the remainder in the plastic bottle.

  “Do you want more water, Em?” He whispered as I was almost asleep. I shook my head. Too drowsy and relaxed to even answer.

  Zach turned off the lights. I heard him round the bed and crawl in beside me. He pulled me close and spooned me as I drifted off to sleep while he ran his fingers lightly through my hair. We slept for a few hours, but we didn’t get a whole lot of sleep that night. We had so much wasted time to make up for.

  We spent the rest of the weekend with Eddie and Sarah, hanging out, eating, and exploring the town. On Saturday night, we went to the movies. Sarah was a fixture at Eddie’s side and I could tell he was happy. It was the most time I’d spent with my roommate since college began, and I had my brother to thank for it.

  Academically speaking, the weekend was a bust. I didn’t get a single bit of homework done. Not that the thought of cracking open a book even occurred to me
while I was cramming in quality time with my twin and making up for lost time with Zach.

  Eddie and I did have some alone time when Zach and Sarah went on runs to the convenience store a couple of times. Then, there were a few times we sat with our heads together, in our own little world, talking. Zach was used to us and I knew he made small talk with Sarah when we tuned out the rest of the world.

  The second night was basically a repeat of the first. Eddie insisted on staying at the dorm with Sarah. Zach and I went back to the hotel. Every time we were together, got better and better. There was a sense of urgency the second night, like we couldn’t get enough of each other. We knew this would be it for a while.

  The weekend was coming to an end, we were all standing out in the parking lot of my dorm, hanging out by Zach’s car, stalling the goodbyes we had to say. It was past the time they should have left and I knew I had to let them go. I didn’t want them to get in an accident because they were in a hurry or having to be on the road too late. Another part of me wanted to be selfish and hold on to them forever.

  Eddie was the first to make a move. He wrapped one arm around my waist and one around Sarah’s and pulled us in tight against him. “I want both of you to promise to take care of each other while I’m gone. Okay?”

  Eddie looked from me to Sarah, and back again. The three of us must have looked comical from a distance, since I’m tall and Sarah was on the shorter side. Eddie’s head was not only turning, but also bobbing up and down depending on who he was looking at.

  I peeked around Eddie, Sarah’s eyes started to tear up as she shook her head. “Of course, we will Eddie,” she said as a single tear slid down her cheek.

  Why did she have to go and start? Damn, it was like she gave permission to my tear ducts. I started feeling the tingle in my nose, and sure enough, I was on the verge of crying too.

  I fought it, but I lost the battle the moment I looked over at Zach. That was all it took and I was a goner. He had the most forlorn look on his face as his eyes never left me. I burst into tears and buried my face into Eddie’s shoulder.