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Preston

Three fantasies had come to life.

I smiled against Drake’s collarbone where my mouth rested. We were a sweat and cum-covered lump of sated limbs, and I couldn’t move.

I’d finally gotten to take my time looking at and touching Drake’s muscles. It was over a half hour until I’d mapped him out, licked, and kissed every crevice of his body. I would definitely go back for seconds and thirds in the future.

Could not get enough of the man.

He’d also let me ride him, and I got to experience fucking myself on his dick like I’d dreamed about doing. Dildos had given me a workout before, but they were nothing compared to real flesh and blood filling me with every move I made atop it.

Leaning on my thighs had allowed for the perfect angle for him to milk my prostate. I’d never been taken to the edge so quickly, my orgasm slamming into me unexpectedly out of nowhere.

Then the spray of my cum erupting hands-free all over the place like live porn…

A shudder ripped through me over that final fantasy, and Drake clutched me closer against his furnace-like heat.

“Okay?” he murmured against my hair, and I sighed, snuggling in closer.

“Yeah.”

Drake rubbed up and down my back, touching me nonstop like he’d done while I’d brought us both to climax.

“Love your hands on me,” I admitted with a satisfied sigh.

“Mmm.” He squeezed my ass and tried to bury his semi deeper into my body. “Love touching you.”

A contented smile once more rested on my face, and we lay in silence, sharing space and breath. My heart slowed, beating in harmony with his. The sweat cooled, and still we lay glued together.

Drake’s chest rose high, and a heavy exhale relaxed him beneath me. “Never felt so complete, Preston. Ever,” he murmured, his voice a low, sexy rumble.

This was right.

What I wanted for the rest of my life.

Neediness welled up inside me, and I dragged my head off his shoulder so I could see him and assure myself I wasn’t dreaming.

Sated, sleepy eyes the color of a cloudless sky peered at me. I shifted forward to reach his mouth, causing his soft dick to slide from my body. He groaned, and I whimpered at the sense of loss but pressed my lips to his.

He cradled my face in his calloused palms, gentle and loving as we kissed in a languid fashion. Our tongues caressed, and we tasted each other, no longer in a hurry to devour.

“Love you so fucking much, baby,” he murmured.

“Love you more,” I whispered back with a smile.

“Not possible.”

I laughed, causing his cum to drip from my hole. “Shit—sorry,” I muttered, pushing upright to climb off him, but he clasped my thighs, keeping me in place. “I-I’m leaking cum on your stomach.”

“Love that too,” he declared, a satisfied grin making his eyes twinkle.

“You’re a caveman.” I flicked his nipple.

“Damn right I am,” he stated, palming my sensitive, spent dick.

I hissed as he fondled my messy, flaccid length, his other hand reaching behind me to rub over my slick hole.

“You’re so sexy,” he murmured, shoving his cum back into my body. “Seeing and feeling the evidence of our coming together makes me want to do it all over again.”

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