He's now ready to feel her; he knows she's ready for him too. Her wetness is calling him. So as she attempts to recover from her release; he lifts her hips, and pulls her toward him, as she looks up at him, and grips his arm. She sees the look in his eyes, as she slips out of her orgasmic state.
Watching her eyes intensely, he slips inside her, and they both moan. He's stroking nonstop, not missing a beat. He's thrusting like his life depended on it, and she's loving the residual effects. He has total control of her as she lies in an incline position, and he thrusts down into her.
He's at full tilt; she can feel he's about to explode, and she wants it as badly as he does. Her arousal is rebuilt, and she's more than ready to let go. His aggressiveness, his grunting, his swearing in this moment, is turning her on more by the second.
The build-up is unreal; he's trending toward the end already. She feels so good, and sounds even better. He's trying to maintain, but he's failing miserably. He screams out her name, as he thrusts uncontrollably. The fire in his eyes is so intense, he's completely taken by his desire to release, and she's not far behind him.
She feels his pulsations; he's on the cusp. His hands are slipping from the sweat, but he refuses to let go. He yells, "Cum with me baby." As easy as that; she fulfills his request, as both of their backs arch, and they release together, with strong orgasmic thrusts at the end.
As he hovers over her; they kiss romantically. She wipes the sweat from his forehead, as they both try to catch their breaths. Their kisses end in smiles, as he rests atop her. He wonders how she supports his weight when he lies on top of her. She never complains about him being too heavy, and lets him lie there as long as he wants.
As the mood settles; he strokes her face, and says, "I love you." She smiles back at him as she replies, "I love you too." They share a quick kiss, and they lie together repositioning so that he can hold her close to him. After just a few minutes of silence; her phone rings. She sighs, she knows by the ring tone that it's her mother. He looks at her and says, "Ker, you can't keep avoiding her. She's called you at least three times in the last two days."
She responds, "I'm not avoiding her T; we've been working allot, and you know it." He shakes his head as he sits up; she sits up too and asks, "Where are you going?" As he walks away from her toward the bedroom; he replies, "I am going to go shower, and then go over my lines for tomorrow's re-shoot, while you call your mother back." She sits on the couch annoyed; he's forcing her to call her mother back. When he walks away, she knows it's because he's done, and isn't going to talk about it anymore.
Seeing the blinking light on her cell; she picks up the phone and listens to the message first. She smiles at the sound of her mother's voice, but when she hears the message she swallows hard. He told her this would happen; but she was too busy ignoring the reality of it. She hangs up after listening to the voice mail. She's scared out of her mind, and doesn't know what to do.
She walks into the bedroom; she sees him stepping out of the shower. He's standing there in all of his nakedness, looking absolutely delicious. He sees her standing in the door, and says, "I know you didn't talk to her that quick Ker; so what's up?"
She responds, "Tony she's coming tomorrow." He shakes his head as he says, "I told you this was going to happen Kerry." She closes her eyes as her eyes fill with tears; "I'm sorry baby, I should've listened to you. Please don't be mad at me." She's standing in front of him upset, and crying. Even though it's her own fault, he can't bring himself to stay mad.
He reaches out to her, takes her into his arms, and holds her as she weeps. Her tears lessen over a few minutes. Once she quiets down; she looks up at him and asks, "What do we do?" He replies, "I will pack up all of my stuff and go to my condo tonight." She knows what he's saying is right; but she doesn't like hearing it.
She says, "But why not wait till tomorrow babe; I could help you pack and move it tomorrow before we go to the set." He responds, "I'd rather get it done ahead of time; that way we don't run the risk of me missing anything. The last thing we need is your parents finding a man's things here." He sees the stress in her eyes; he says, "Don't worry Ker, it will work itself out. I just wish you'd called her back sooner. So we wouldn't be taken off guard."
She nods knowing he's right. She says, "I know baby; please forgive me. I'm really sorry." He replies, "I forgive you Ker. It's fine." She pushes up on her tip toes; an action she makes when she's trying to steal a kiss from him. He smiles and kisses her lips softly, with a smile at the end. "Thank you for forgiving me." He responds, "You're welcome."
After their embrace breaks; he dresses, and then she showers. When she comes out of the bathroom he's packing up his bags. She starts feeling sad; he sees the look on her face. But he continues to pack as he says, "Are you okay?"
She responds, "Not really. I feel like you're leaving me." He replies, "Kerry don't be that way. You know why I have to go." As she dresses she says, "Yeah, I do. I'm sorry. I don't mean to make this any worse than it already is."
After packing his last bag, and placing it by the door. He walks over to her as he says, "Look, we will get through this. I am going to take these bags over now, and I will be back. While I am gone; call your mother Ker." She replies, "Okay, I will. But you're sleeping here with me tonight right?"
He replies, "Yes, I am. Unless you don't want me." She grins as she says, "I always want you baby." He responds, "Good to know." They share a kiss that breaks, with them staring into each other's eyes for a minute, and it leads to a smile.
He caresses her face, and then leaves as he says, "Good-bye beautiful." She says, "Good-bye, handsome," In return, and flops down onto the couch, with her phone in hand.
She takes a breath and calls her mother; she answers with the normal chipper response, but with a hint of worry. "Hey mom; how are you?" Her mother replies, "Hello Kerry; it's good to finally hear from you." She responds, "I am sorry mom; the shooting schedule has been crazy. I was at the studio until 1 am this morning. I am just getting up and moving around." Her mother replies, "I know you're busy honey; but when I don't hear from you I worry."