Thursday, March 26, 2020

The Best Medicine by Dellani Oakes – Part 23

Content Warning: This episode includes sex and is not appropriate for children under 18

"Don't have one of those, I'm afraid."
He shook his head.
"I don't fancy a cold, stone floor much."
"Nor do I. I think I'd shrivel up to nothing."
Tanya giggled, rubbing her hand playfully against him. "I don't think that's possible."
"Don't much want to find out which of us is right."
"No, I can't say I do either."
"Well, one thing we haven't done is make love in motion."
Tanya looked at him as if he were crazy. "What?"
Morgan kissed her, drawing her close as he rubbed up against her. He touched the sweet spot along her spine and got her ready for him. He sat up, leaning all the way over to the side of the bed and picked up a small remote. He gestured for her to straddle him as he leaned back on mountain of colored pillows.
Tanya crawled over, kissing his chest and down to his abdomen. Her lips and tongue played along his well toned abs, flicking out to tickle his skin. He moaned as she lowered herself over him. With an effort, he scrambled for the remote, which he had managed to drop. With a slight jerk, the bed began to rotate slowly, and vibrate. The sound of the vibration traveled down her spine, lingering in the sweet spot, as his fingers played with her breasts and caressed her belly.
Tanya pulled him down until she was lying beneath him, wrapping her legs around him. He felt the extra pressure, as she clamped down on him. He moaned, knowing if she continued like that, he wouldn't last long. He tried to wiggle free, but she was unrelenting, so he gave in to the inexorable force that bore down upon him. His movement hampered, he ground his hips against hers and watched her expression change as he hit the right spot. She eased up on him a little then, allowing him to move more freely, smoothly.
Wave after undulating, tantalizing wave hit her, shuddering from her head to her toes. Biting her lip, she tried not to scream, but she couldn't help it. Tanya still felt that screaming during sex was a little embarrassing. She wasn't one who liked to lose control, but Morgan brought her to it again and again as they climaxed. His groans were nearly as loud as her screams, when they reached their final peak, falling limply to the bed. Tanya couldn't even speak, all she could do was gasp for breath and giggle. Morgan kissed her over and over, chuckling deep in his chest.
"God that was great!" he panted, sliding over on the bed, tangling his legs with hers.
"Yes!" It was the only word she could force out between tortured breaths. "I'm good enough...shape!" she gasped.
"We'll just work out more often," his lips brushed her cheek and down her neck.
"Can't now, I'm just too.... Whew!"
"Me too. I don't think we could top that right now anyway, and I hate disappointment."
"Silly," she swatted him with a pillow. "I need a shower and some breakfast," she grinned. "What are we having today?"
"I don't know," he answered. "I have absolutely no food in the house at all. Literally nothing, not even bottled water."
"Then we need to go to the store."
"Or we can go to Molly's for breakfast."
"They do breakfast? I thought they just did lunch and dinner."
"Only for special customers. She and her husband live at the back. She invited us yesterday, I just forgot to mention it to you. But we'll be late if we fool around anymore. Molly hates it when people are late."
"I don't imagine she's very nice about it, either."
"Molly? She's a peach, always a kind word for everyone. Never out of temper, that girl."
"We're talking about Molly? Your sister?"
He winked. "No, a fictitious Molly who is never bad tempered and always serene. Not my sister."
"What was she like as a child?"
He chuckled and his eyes took on a faraway look. "I was in kindergarten and Molly was in sixth. It was a rural area, so everyone from kindergarten through sixth went to the same school. So we were out on the playground at recess and this huge kid came up to me. So there's little, bitty Morgan, about the size of a preschooler and then there's this hulking brute who decided to pick on the smart, scrawny kid.
© 2020 Dellani Oakes

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