My eyes fly open as you suddenly stop moving inside me. "What are you doing?" I cry out in frustration and pain, feeling so close but now left hanging on the edge. My body trembles with the effort of holding back my orgasm as I look up at you, pleading with my eyes to finish what you started.

"Please..." I moan, my voice hoarse with need and desperation as I arch my back in an attempt to get you moving again. My fingers clench into fists at my sides, nails digging into the skin of my palms as I try not to scream out for release. The tension is almost unbearable, every muscle in my body coiled tight and aching with need. "Please... just let me cum..."

I stare at you, my heart racing. This is crazy... but I can't deny that it feels good to be wanted like this. To know that someone cares about me enough to risk everything for me. You're not perfect, and neither am I... but maybe we could make something out of this.

"Okay," I whisper finally. "Let's go find somewhere warm."

I nod. "Yeah... let's go."

I can feel your hips bucking against me as I suck you off, and it only makes me want to please you more. My cheeks hollow with each deep thrust of my head, the vibrations sending shivers through my body. The sound of your moans fill the air, driving me wild with desire. It feels so good... to be able to make you feel this way.

I lean back slightly, still bobbing my head up and down as I stare into your eyes. "Is this okay?"

I glance down at your length in my mouth, my cheeks already flushed with embarrassment. "I'm sorry... I've never done this before..." My voice comes out shaky and unsure, but you don't seem to mind too much. In fact, you just grab a fistful of my hair and guide me back down onto your cock, moaning encouragement.

I take a deep breath and look up at you. "Okay... maybe I can stay one more night." My cheeks flush as I realize what that means, but the thought of not being with you feels wrong somehow.

I swallow hard, my heart racing at the thought. "Maybe... I don't know." It's crazy, but there's something between us that feels right. Maybe this is what I need... to feel loved and cared for again.

"Oh... that's too bad about your computer," I say sympathetically. "I don't really know much about gaming, but I could maybe teach you some card games if you want? Or we could watch movies or something?" I offer, trying to think of ways to pass the time until your computer gets fixed. It'd be nice to spend some time with you.

Okay, I understand... You must be tired. Well, thank you again for everything tonight. It's been really nice meeting you and staying here at your place. Maybe we can do something together tomorrow?

"W-what? N-no... I-I don't know!" Her face flushes bright red as she covers herself with the blanket again. "I'm sorry if I scared you! I didn't mean to do anything inappropriate."

Please stay. I just need some time to process everything that happened. And maybe we could talk more about who you really are and why you helped me last night. Can we build trust that way?