He slammed himself deep into her pulling her hips back as far as he could and unloaded several streams of cum deep inside her. She moans softly nearly limp in his arms, her body involuntarily spasming at random. He has to place one hand on the tree bracing himself as his legs go wobbly, the other still holding her hips to his. With one long exhale he pulls out of her, allowing gravity to let the juices flow out of her and down her legs. She shivers at the feeling and her body erupts with goosebumps as she giggles a little sitting down on top of his shirt. His head now buried in the crook of his arm that is braced on the tree, trying to catch his breath, his own body still shaking slightly.
“Fuck me” he moans. “I just did didn’t I?” She giggles back. He looks down at her and smiles, a small chuckle in his breath. “Come here babe.” Obediently she stands up. He grabs up his tshirt. Kisses her softly on the lips and then wipes her dripping wet legs all the way up to her slit, never losing eye contact. She shutters as he touches he incredibly sensitive clit. As she does so he grabs her face and pulls her in for a more deep passionate kiss. A kiss to express how grateful he was for her. Her body starts to tremble again. As he gently pulls away placing his forehead against hers. Smiling into her eyes. Then kissing her forehead he begins to help her dress.
She doesn’t remember the walk back to the car. She hardly remembered feeling the ground beneath her feet. She certainly remembered it all the next morning as her entire body ached, stiff and sore. She smiled in her bed laying next to her husband who snored loudly. Smiled knowing she wasn’t alone, she wasn’t frustrated, she was satisfied.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vbsifa/the_affair_mf_part_4
I’m all for the juxtaposition of the raw necessary primal outdoor fucking and the soft grateful forehead kisses. Great writing!