🌆 — A Hard To Forget Relationship

At the nightclub, Tommy and Clara stood in front of each other, the air thicken with tension, when he decided it was time to address their past.

“Clara, before anything else… we need to talk about what happened” he began, looking into her eyes.

“Do you still care about that?” she asked, a nervous smile on her lips.

“Yeah, I do. Those things you were chasing... it was too much for me, there's no way I can take you all the time, I could barely sit properly...” Tommy said, trying to be honest, already blushing.

“I just couldn't hold myself, do you know it? It's just, I'm always SO FULL,” she replied, her eyes shining with sincerity and lust “But I understand that it didn't work for you, yet, I miss that time” she bites her lower lips, lusting over her ex-lover.

“It’s not that I didn’t want you to be yourself. I loved to have sex with, but… you needed to be little more calm sometimes, like, people always mistake me as pregnant!” he explained, gesturing with his hands over his flat belly.

Clara took a deep breath. “I’ve always been intense and I admit that I lost sight about when to stop...”

“Exactly! Plus, I needed someone who wanted to build something together, like a real relationship and you seemed to just think about fucking me all the time” Tommy said, his tone softening, his body arched, remembering how he feels, no matter how much he tries to deny it, his body craves for that fullness feeling.

“I’m sorry for that, a relationship is kinda hard for me, but it's not like I wasn't trying, so you didn’t have to walk away like that” Clara shot back, getting closer to him.

“It was complicated, Clara. I didn't know how to handle it, you're just like a cum machine, always thinking about sex” Tommy said, searching her gaze, he knew that look, she's ready to fuck him right here, right now.

“It's all your fault for being such an amazing lover, you always take me so well, such a tight perfect fit, like we're made for each other” she asserted, a gentle smile emerging, getting even closer.

“You're full again, aren't you?” he replied, smiling back, accepting her approach, he's used to her lovely words when she wants something “So, let’s just forget about it for, but only If you promise to not be so rough, okay?” Their bodies meet, both feeling warm inside.

“Yeah, I'll be gentle, promise” Clara agreed, the sparkle in her eyes transposing something she's clearly unable to accomplish.