Chapter 51 It Has Been Way Too Long

Chapter 51 It Has Been Way Too Long
Corran

Without hesitation, I press into April, closing my eyes and groaning in pleasure. It’s been a while, and I’d forgotten how amazing it feels. April gasps loudly and arches her back from the bed, gripping my arms tightly. It’s been so long for both of us, especially April. I thrust deeper, fully filling her, and she seems to fit perfectly around me. 

“Yes, you feel good,” she whimpers, her head tilting back. 

A deep growl vibrates in my throat. “Fuck, so do you.” 

April wraps her legs around me, pulling me closer. She moves her hips toward mine, but faster. I understand—she wants me to speed up. I hold her hands above her, against the pillow, and accelerate my hips to match her rhythm. 

“Yes, that’s it," she moans, nails digging into my hands. 

I hiss because it stings, yet it also feels pleasurable. She reaches up and takes my lips in hers as I continue to move in and out, maintaining a steady rhythm but becoming a bit more assertive with her—still careful not to be too rough since I haven’t yet figured out what she prefers in bed. I don’t want to push her. 

She yanks her hands from my grip, places her hand on my chest, and with every ounce of strength she has, pushes me onto my back. It all happens swiftly, and it takes me a moment to come to. 

“Mmm, what are you doing? I was getting into a nice rhythm there.” I chuckle. 

April doesn’t respond to me. She climbs on top, placing her hands on my chest again and sinks on my cock. I curse softly and hold her hips. 

“I am riding," she finally responds, starting to move back and forth with moans as she does. 

“Christ, that’s good. You’re good at that,” I pant, swatting her ass. 

I watch her reaction as her eyes roll back, showing she enjoys it. I smirk and do it again, this time more forcefully, while she rides me. Soon, April’s squeal fills the bedroom. It seems to encourage her. She shifts from back and forth to circling her hips. I stop smirking because if she keeps doing that, I will finish too quickly. It feels incredibly good; I can barely handle it. 

“April, please slow down. Fuck, you are going to make me come way too soon.” I groan, trying to keep it together. There is something about the way she can move those damn hips! 

She halts entirely and looks down at me. Sweat beads form on her forehead as her chest rises and falls. A smirk spreads on her lips. “What is that matter? Can’t you handle it?” she asks, slowly circling her hips once more with each word. 

Pleasure overwhelms me. “No, I can’t," I manage to breathe out. 

April leans back, her hands resting on my thighs as she grinds her hips, my arousal sliding in and out of her. The intensity remains, matching her earlier movements, but it doesn’t overwhelm me as easily. 

I hold her thighs, syncing my hips with hers, and strike a particularly sensitive spot. She squeals, her body trembles, and she tightens around me. Mmm, hello old friend. I maintain the same angle, aiming to hit it again, and succeed a few more times. 

“Oh, God! Right there! Yes! Right there,” she whimpers, losing control. 

I regain control, pressing her against the bed, lifting her legs over my shoulder, and entering her. She trembles under me, holding on tightly. 

“Are you ready to come, April?” I ask, my strokes deep. 

She can only moan and nod eagerly. There is a way I can make that happen quicker. I slip my hand between her thighs, circling her clit with my fingers as I continue to fuck her. It is enough because her orgasm tears through her. I watch as her body submits, and her eyes roll back once again. My name falls from her lips in a scream, and she erupts around me, shaking from head to toe and fisting the sheets as she does. 

I won’t be far behind her. I dip my head, burying my face in her neck. I press hard and roughly. 

“Come for me, Corran. I know you’re ready,” she gasps between her heavy breaths. 

I bite her shoulder, groaning and grunting. A tight sensation forms in my stomach, and after a few more sloppy thrusts, I reach orgasm. I empty into the condom in a way I haven’t in a long time. I have missed this sensation. I didn’t realise how much until now, until things started happening with April. My body stills on top of her, and she clings to me as we try to catch our breaths, our bodies overcome with pleasure.

April gently runs her fingers through my hair. “Are you alright?” 

I raise my head to glance at her and smile. “Yes, I’m fine. How about you?” 

She nods and reaches up, kissing me softly. “Yes, I am all good too. We fuck well together,” she says, giggling. 

I chuckle. “Yes, we do.” 

I peck her lips, draw out of her and fall next to her on the bed. The room fills with only our breathing as we try to gather ourselves. 

April shifts onto her side, and I follow suit. I gently brush away the sweat-soaked hair from her forehead and smile. "What’s our next step?" 

“I am not sure. I think we just need to take each day as it comes. Neither of us is ready for anything serious, so maybe we can start there. Friends-with-benefits. That way, we can both have our needs met by someone we already know, someone who understands what the other has been through, rather than a stranger.” 

“Yes, that makes sense. No rush. No pressure. No expectations. Just two consenting adults who are friends and comfortable enough to have sex.” 

“Exactly. Who knows where it will go, but we can let time decide.” 

“We are what the other needs for right now.” I smile. 

“Yes. Now, should we clean up, or can you manage a round two? Are there any more condoms?” she asks with a little, sexy smile. 

“Mmm, I believe I can handle another round. There are two more, but after that, they are finished." 

“Then we should make use of them.” 

I nod eagerly. I am up for that. We may as well carry on while we are in the mood.