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Moving to the side slightly, I slip my hand up her leg again, rubbing her hot pussy even quicker this time.
“I fucking love when you move your hips like that,” I groan quietly.
“Hmm?” She moans even louder, then bites down, probably thinking about being quiet in case we wake Drake. “Like … this?”
She pumps her hips in time with my hand, like she’s grinding against my touch, chasing the pleasure. My dick is leaking precome hotly, a volcano that won’t quit. She tries to keep kissing me, but the pleasure gets too much for her. Instead, she bites down on my shoulder.
I growl, and she stops. “Sorry.”
“Keep going,” I tell her. “It feels so damn good.”
“It … does?” Her voice hitches as I push her underwear aside.
“Your warm breath. Feeling your moan as well as hearing it. Knowing how badly you want it …”
I circle her wet channel with my finger. She bites down on me again, and this time, when I growl, I’m sure she must be able to tell it’s a sound of release. I love the way she moans when I return to her clit, her bite tightening. She wants to scream, I cantell, but she’s doing her best to keep the ecstasy buried in her curvy body.
Moving my finger even quicker, I can sense her getting closer to an orgasm. My balls are flooded with seed. It rushes to my shaft. There’s nothing I want more than to pull my dick free and bring it to her slit, push deep, push until she …
“Ah,” she whimpers, clinging to me as her body trembles.
It feels like her most intense orgasm yet. Maybe it’s because she no longer has to feel guilty or afraid. She no longer has to worry. For the first time, she can truly just let go. She pulses against me. Her hips buck so wildly and so damn sexily that the mattress whines.
She lets my shoulder go when it’s over, lying back and panting.
“You’re so wet,” I groan, smoothing my hand back to her core, teasing her entrance. “You’re soready.”
Her eyes snap open. For a moment, I think she’s going to tell me I’m wrong.
Then a smile touches her lips that stops me momentarily, something I would’ve thought was impossible until it happens. It’s a smile that tells me the future is ours, any damn way we want it. No more compromises. No more fear.
Moving from the bed, I start taking off my pants, keeping my gaze on my woman the whole time. She stares back at me with her cheeks flushed, her eyebrows raised, waiting for me, hungry for me, but nowhere near as hungry as I am for her. The moaning noise she makes when my cock springs free is almost enough to make me erupt.
I groan, shuddering all over when she sits up and starts taking off her bra and her underwear. When her ample, perfectly curvy tits spill free, I can’t think. I climb on top of her again, pushing her tits together and greedily sucking her nipples, swirling my tongue around one and then the other.
She reaches down and wraps her hand around my shaft, squeezing and stroking up and down, spreading precome all over my length. When she guides my tip to her entrance, it’s like I can feel her nerves in the tightness of the hand, the way she squeezes me urgently.
“You’re so … Damn. Beautiful.”
She looks up at me with that same intoxicating smile on her lips, making me even more obsessed. “I know what you did for me,” she whispers, still stroking as I push with my hips, feeling her tight walls open around my tip. “I know what you sacrificed.”
Her voice shifts the deeper I get, a moan escaping her, her hot breath caressing my face. There’s nowhere else I’d rather be, nobody else I’d rather be with.
“It wasn’t a sacrifice,” I say fiercely, inching deeper, feeling more and more of her tightness and heat. “I’d do anything for you.”
“You’re not wearing protection,” she whispers, looking me in the eye with intense meaning.
“No,” I say, then push even deeper into her tight-as-fuck hole. “Is that a problem?”
She smooths her hands over my back, digging her nails in. I love it when she does that. It’s like I can feel every minor change in her pleasure, every jolt of lust and near-release moving through her. “Not for me,” she says.
“Not for me either,” I snarl, and then I arch my hips and push the rest of the way into her. She gasps, her pussy getting tighter the further I go, and then I just stop, holding myself deep inside her, letting her feel how badly I need her. Letting her know how obvious it is that we were made for each other.
“Oh my …” she shudders. “Oh God …”
“I know,” I groan. “You feel so … damn … perfect.”
“I love you,” she moans, thenshestarts moving her hips.
