This Isn't The end

Joshua tried hard to pull her jeans down her legs, but Carly keeps on bucking away and brawling to hold her unzipped jeans in place instead. Kept on fighting him back, Carly chuckled loudly and seemed to be having fun with the circumstances instead of feeling distressed or abused. Joshua sighed sharply and let go of the trunk of her jeans and out in frustration said, "Carly, I'm your boyfriend, why is it so hard to make love with you when I want it? We've dated for months now. No, it's almost a year!" Joshua stood up and took a lighter, grabbed a pack of cigarettes and sat by the window, smoking his stress off.

While Carly still sat on the bed, frowning, her blouse was halfway opened, showing a small portion of her beautiful mound. She hung her head and curled her pursed lips down, her brown eyes gazed at the dishevelled sheet under her legs. She didn't know what to say or how to react because she didn't feel as guilty or bad. It felt like a fun game for her to give difficulties to Joshua to be able to fuck her. But Joshua didn't seem to follow nor to enjoy her fun. Carly could never find a way to explain herself to Joshua, and that makes her feel bad. It's not that she does not get aroused when Joshua touches her, but sometimes she feels that she wants to play, that she wants more entertaining foreplay. But every time she does, Joshua just gets pissed off, every single time. 

Joshua came closer after finishing a cigarette and tilted Carly's chin up to look at him.

"I need you to change, Carly, I love you, but we need to work this out together, do you understand?" his breath smelled like a cigarette.

Carly didn't really like it, but she nodded her head slowly and murmured slowly, barely audibly, "mhm."

Joshua started kissing her lips softly, and slowly raised the intensity of his mouth devouring Carly's. His lips' greedy kneading crushed Carly's lips, while his hands roamed all over her body, beginning to undress her from her pink blouse. Carly didn't fight him anymore, just obeyed and followed his game, letting him strip her out. Letting him tug on her jeans and be naked. Joshua's ruthless gaze took her nudity in and just like that, he started claiming her body, plunging into her over and over until he finally burst into satisfaction.

***

Joshua fell onto the bed, next to Carly, breathing heavily. Carly slowly snuggled into him, seeking comfort and Joshua embraced her warmly. She did get aroused a lot but did not hit the climax, more so, she doesn't know how it feels, after dozen times of selfish sex between them, she had never felt the orgasm. She just innocently felt happy that she just pleased her boyfriend.

"Why did your pussy get so wet? it's flooding like crazy."

"Oh, I don't know? Was that wrong? How was that supposed to be?" Carly tilted her face looking up at Joshua.

"Well, you know, your hole is supposed to be a little coarse so I can feel the build of your inside muscles," he explained.

"I don't know, I never do or put something there, so I'm not very sure what is wrong or how to make it right," Carly answered in doubt, and then she added, "are you upset? Did you not feel good?"

"No, honey, it's fine, but you better search or ask someone and find out how to make you less flooding out," 

"Hmm… I'm not very sure, I don't know things like that, Josh."

"Maybe to have a special treatment like some feminine wash, formula, or some drinks to reduce the fluid, I guess."

"Why don't you ask about that to your sister?"

Joshua chuckled loudly and said, "That's embarrassing!!"

They both burst into laughter and Joshua kissed Carly's forehead before they finally fell into a nap.