TWO IS DOUBLE

Ecstasy..... you do not know what it means, how it feels until he slips his fingers underneath your undies. His stubby fingers are rough against your clit. They move in circular motions making you moan, making you jerk. You do not moan out because your lips are enclosed in his. Passionate kiss, he calls it. You do not disagree because you cannot tell if it is passion or lust burning inside you, making it almost impossible for you to breathe, to think. You trace his spine with your fingers and pull at his hair. Your lips are free now because he is gently biting at your neck. Your moans are loud. Later, he would tease you with the sounds you make during sex, and you would chase him down the stairs with a pillow and both of you would hug in the kitchen and kiss and begin another round. In the kitchen. On the gas cooker
.
But now, you can feel him growing down there, hard and huge. You always like it huge. He slips a finger into you. You moan. He chuckles and you know it is because you are wet. You are prepared to take him inside you. He whispers "relax" and you feel the warm sensation of his breath against your ears, your heart double dips. He moves in, gently and softly. He feels too big yet fits too well. You gasp. He cups your breasts in his hands and squeeze. Its a gentle squeeze. You wish he would squeeze a little more, just a little more, enough to make you feel that your breasts are large, that they fit perfectly well in his large hands.

    His thrust is gentle at first, then rhythmic, then faster and faster. You gasp from each thrust, drying up the moisture in your mouth. It is raining outside, your eyes are shut but you can see the sun, can feel the sun because it is so hot and you are steaming up. He leans forward to kiss you. His lips are salty, you think they taste better now. You wrap your arms around him then your legs. You now look like a Venus fly trap. 

    You want him to go deeper and deeper, to feel something you have always felt with him, yet can't understand, will never understand. You caress his tensed muscles, all smooth and finely chiseled. The hairs on his chest rub against your nipples and they harden like pigeon peas. 

    You open your eyes, the sun disappears, a shiver runs down your spine. You tighten your arms and legs around him. He moans in your ears. "Ifeoma", he whispers your name in full. Ifeoma meaning "good thing". You are glad he feels you are good to him. You do not call his. You do not know the meaning of Segun, or perhaps you do not remember. You can feel something building up inside him. You can feel it building up inside you too. You jerk and he jerks and you both climax at same time. 

    You feel him go limp inside you, you feel the room get cooler and cooler. You feel the sweat on his back dry up and all together, it's just too much feelings. You smile. Ecstasy you have found, ecstasy you have loved.![FB_IMG_15060730402603970.jpg](https://steemitimages.com/DQmUT9gJmEvNdHmq2zG33r7FtM9oP9ViZCPZt1uedeHfNA7/FB_IMG_15060730402603970.jpg)![FB_IMG_15060730402603970.jpg](https://steemitimages.com/DQmUT9gJmEvNdHmq2zG33r7FtM9oP9ViZCPZt1uedeHfNA7/FB_IMG_15060730402603970.jpg)