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I don't know what happened to me in that very moment, but I suddenly began to shove my hips into her like a fervid animal in heat. She cried out at the top of her lungs as she threw her head back. Our passions ignited like a burning wildfire, holding each other in the safety of our loving embrace.

"Yeah ...!" she moaned. "Oh, yeah ...!"

I wanted Sarah to feel me, to feel the months of pent-up emotion and the attachment I'd built up toward her. My body was dripping with sweat, mixing with the sweat of her hot, beautiful frame. My mind actually wanted to slow down for a brief moment but my body wouldn't. I had to keep going. I had to drill every last ounce of affection and devotion I had for her into her body. I had to carve this memory into her mind so that I could be a part of her forever. Every thrust into her inconceivably hot, tight belly was for every moment of happiness she gave me  and there were a lot of moments.

Sarah's body tensed around me, holding me even tighter. Her head fell back, baring her teeth as she shouted in ecstasy at the top of her lungs. She expelled every last bit of air into her blissful cries. Then, she reached her climax for a second time and I just kept on going. I kept on going like I was running a marathon, holding out for just those last few moments to cross the finish line. I rammed my hips mercilessly into her trembling, climaxing body like a man possessed as I gave her the finale of all of my intense feelings for her. I couldn't hold back any longer at that point, forced to pull out of her as I reached my breaking point.

I didn't even need to touch my penis, my body simply quaked in bliss as I ejaculated onto the wall behind her. Through the open slits between my eyelids, I made out her face watching me as I was lost the midst of heavenly ecstasy. She stared at me with such intrigue, holding her hand against my cheek, staring at me while I reached a plane of existence with her I never thought would've been possible. She allowed me this glorious opportunity and for that I was eternally grateful to her.

The way Sarah held me against her made me feel completely safe. She rested her cheek against mine, affectionately stroking the back of my head as we rested, happy and very satisfied.

My gosh... did that really just happen?

My only hope was that I'd given her a moment in time that she would never, ever forget for the rest of her life. A memory that she could come back to in her mind and still feel it physically, emotionally, spiritually, even many years and decades later. I was so very gratified for just those few minutes we shared in complete rapture. It bonded us so much deeper as close friends and as lovers.

I let her down onto her feet, neither of us quite ready to let go yet. I held her against the wall, continuing to rest in her neck. We must've stood there for several minutes. The whole time all I could really think about was how amazing she had been to me and how deeply I appreciated her. She was someone who legitimately cared about how I was doing, and she was fun to be around. She most certainly knew how to make me smile and, for that, I was thankful. It was the combination of all of that which had caused me to develop a crush on her. Of course, I could keep telling myself that it was miniscule and such, but it still stung to know I couldn't be with her. So, it'd lived up to its name as a crush and I'd gotten crushed. Knowing that she was happy, however, was uplifting.

Once I finally pulled away from her, she greeted me with a warm smile.

"Thank you for everything," she whispered. "That was so wonderful. I'll never forget this, ever."

"Same here, definitely," I softly replied.