Tip of the Tongue (NSFW?)

She watched as he packed up his belongings. Everything he owned was going into cardboard boxes and suitcases. He was moving slowly, not wanting to leave.

No one says a word, but something is on the tips of their tongues.

She approaches him and tightly wraps her arms around his waist. He holds her, crushing her to his chest. They stay like that for an eternity.

She pulls away, he grabs her into a firm embrace, desperately wrapping his arms around her waist. Forced on her tiptoes, she runs her fingers through his hair, then pulls it with a tight fist.

She kisses his neck, knowing it will drive him crazy.

He sighs and she kisses his neck again, pushing him down onto the bed.

She straddles him, kissing his face––his forehead, his temples, his nose, his cheeks, his chin, and then his lips. She can't stand how distant they feel, so she tugs on his shirt. He solemnly lifts his arms for her to remove the clothing. She then rips off her sweater as he adoringly watches, gazing down her body.

She bends back over him, nibbling his neck as he caresses her sides, sending shock waves down her spine. She moves down to his collarbone, down his chest, down, down...

"What are you doing?" He asks, but she ignores him––her eyes on the goal.

She reaches his belt buckle and fiddles with it for awhile. She grunts in frustration, unable to undo the clasp. He helps her with it and as soon as it's free, she pulls down his pants. He gasps at the sudden rush of cool air.

She takes a look at him, hard for her––her mouth watering.

A long, slow lick up the shaft before she draws him into her mouth.

He gasps again at the sudden change from cool and dry to hot and wet. He instinctively bucks his hips, gagging her. He apologizes but she quickly recovers, salivating at his salty taste––her favorite flavor.

Not being able to fit all of him in her mouth, she uses her hand to rub the base.

He moans and sighs.

Suddenly, she is on her back, unaware of what happened to her pants.

He licks his fingers and glides them inside, first. Getting her ready.

He then steadily slides into her, she grunts at the pain but sighs in pleasure once he's fully inside.

It starts off slow, but quickly builds. Getting faster and faster.

She scratches his back and he moans.

He kisses her neck and she sighs.

She bites his neck and he grunts.

She spreads her legs more so he can go deeper. Then she crosses her ankles behind him so they can be closer.

He massages her hip with one hand as he tries to hold himself up with the other.

She entangles her fingers in his hair.

He presses his forehead to hers and looks into her eyes. That's all she needed.

He tenderly kisses her as they climax together.

He collapses on top of her and she immediately envelops him with her arms. Once he recovers slightly, he tries to move so as to not crush her but she won't let him go. He relaxes into her embrace.

"I love you." He whispers.

"I love you, too." She replies.

I haven't written anything in months and it's even been a few weeks since I've journaled. So you can guess how ecstatic I was when I sat down today and wrote something, even if it is hella short and kind of cheesy. It's my first time writing smut so I would appreciate any and all critiques.