Sadie was back. Sitting on top of me, her black hair hanging over her shoulders, and her breasts in full view, this was exactly what I’d always been dreaming about. And not because of the sex, either, although that was a hell of a bonus.

Sadie was back to her old self. She took control, she was independent and strong, and she knew what she wanted.

I wasn’t sure how it had happened, why the picture of our high school days finally cracked everything wide open. Despite all our modern technology, the mind is still a mystery.

But I was happy. I was glad to have her back. And she loved me. It wasn’t just the kind of infatuation that came with a new relationship, either, the way I had felt with her the last time I was with her.

It was real love. The love that we’d had before.

I put my hands on her hips as she moved on top of me, slowly. Her eyes were on mine, a dark gray, drowning deep. Her hands were on my abs. I felt her movements, slow and intense, and I knew the best was yet to come. I reached up and put my hand on her cheek, touching her face. She leaned into my hand. This was how I knew it was her.

She used to do that all the time without thinking about it. Downstairs she had done it automatically, too. I hadn’t thought I would ever feel that again, her giving herself to me, rubbing herself against me like a cat choosing their person. I didn’t realize how much I’d missed it.

She moved her hips back and forth, lifting herself and sliding back down. Her movements were slow, almost lazy, as she rode me, torturing me, giving me just enough to want more.

This was a whole different person than the one I’d slept with twice, recently. Sadie was in control, now, being a tease, drawing me out. I wanted to hold her down and fuck her, hard. But I would let her play her games first, before I took over.

She looked at me and ran her hands over her own body, putting herself on display for me. I watched her touch herself and felt her body on mine, and my body in hers, and it was pure sexual bliss.

She started moving faster. She was done torturing me. Sadie braced herself with her hands on my chest and bucked her hips faster and faster, riding me.

Her black hair hung down around her face, and her gray eyes were intense. Her lips were parted, and now and then, she licked them, the pink tip of her tongue darting over her lips.

I loved her lips. I loved kissing them and feeling them on my body and on my cock.

Sadie rode me faster. Her hips bucked back and forth, and she slid up and down my cock. Her breath was erratic and shallow. Her breasts swung back and forth, and I reached up, holding onto them. They were perfect in my hands, and I squeezed them, rubbing my thumbs over her nipples.

She shifted a little, tipping her hips forward. When she moved, she opened her mouth, and her face changed, becoming orgasmic. I glanced down at where our bodies merged, her pussy stretched around my cock, and I realized her clit was rubbing against my pubic bone as she rode me.

She moved faster and faster, her gasps changing to whimpers and moans. It looked like she had problems holding herself up with her arms. Her body collapsed slowly onto mine.

She breathed hard in my ear, making little mewing sounds through her breathing as she kept riding me. When she leaned forward like this, it changed her angle, and the feeling was spectacular.

I wanted to grip her hips with my hands and fuck her from beneath, doubling the pace we were going at now, but I wanted her to finish first. She kept rocking back and forth. Her moans became louder, breathy, and I knew she was close. Her body shuddered on mine, and I could feel her muscles contract, tightening, gripping my cock.

It didn’t take very long before she tipped over the edge and climaxed on top of me. Her walls clamped down on me as she came, and she fell onto my chest. She gasped in my ear. I wrapped my arms around her body and pulled her against me. She convulsed on top of me, her hands gripping my biceps.

When the orgasm faded, she lay gasping on top of me. I put my hands on her hips and started bucking my own hips, fucking her from beneath, the way I’d wanted to.

She cried out, tight and sensitive after the second orgasm, and I rammed into her, nailing her harder and harder. She cried out when I buried myself deep inside of her.

My back got tired, but I didn’t stop. The friction worked me up in just the right way, and I wanted a release. I wanted to come inside of her, claim her as my woman, because that was what she was.

It didn’t take long before I felt it building, creeping closer to the edge. My balls tightened, and my cock grew. I picked up the pace another time until my strokes were fast and short. Her cries in my ear tipped me over. I pulled her down on top of me, shoving myself deep inside her as I released. I pumped into her, groaning. My cock jerked and spasmed, and she shivered.

A moment later, she launched into another orgasm, kickstarted by my own. She cried out and curled her body around mine. I felt her body milk my cock, squeezing out everything I had to offer as her orgasm tore through her. She gasped and moaned in my ear as she fell apart on top of me. I wrapped my arms around her body and held her against me.

We lay like that, merged together, for the longest time.

Finally, she rolled off me. I slipped out of her softly. I pulled off the condom. I had to get up if I wanted to discard it, but I didn’t want to walk away from her now.

I put the condom on the floor next to the bed, careful not to spill. I would deal with that later.

Sadie lay next to me, and I pulled her onto my chest. Her head fit perfectly on my shoulder. She threw her arm over my chest, and our legs were intertwined.

“I know it’s all back now,” she said. “And I should be happy. But I feel lost and scared.”

I stroked her back. “It’s okay. It’s a big deal.”

She nodded against my chest.

“And no matter what, I’m here for you.”

“You’ve always been here for me,” she said. “That’s one thing that stands out through all of it.”

She looked up at me, smiling. I kissed her.

She put her head back on my chest and closed her eyes. I closed mine, too, and drank in the bliss.