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“Take off your trousers,” I order. “Underwear, too.”
Zoe strips, and so do I. I take a few more pictures of her, naked as Venus and twice as beautiful, framed against the window. Then I drop the phone, crossing the room in three long strides. I lift her up, setting her in the window frame, and I shove my cock inside of her without preamble.
Zoe gasps, biting down hard on my shoulder.
Sliding inside of her is like coming home, every time.
I think I remember how good it feels, and then it surprises me, over and over again.
When I’m fucking her like this, I wonder how we ever do anything else. How do I have the patience to eat or sleep or go to class, when I could be doing this instead?
I press my face against her neck and inhale the scent of her skin. I feel her long legs wrapped around me, and her slender arms around my neck. I kiss her, thrusting my cock deeper and deeper inside of her, groaning out, “I love you, Zoe. I fucking love you.”
I don’t know why I waited this long to tell her. It feels so good to say it. It’s what I meant when I told her I’d set her free from Rocco. I meant that I’d do anything for her.
The real, actual words are more powerful.
When she says them back to me, it thrills me to my core. It makes me feel invincible, god-like.
“I love you, Miles,” she says, looking up into my eyes. “Always you, only you.”
I lift her up from the windowsill, her legs locked behind my thighs, my hands gripping her ass, supporting her. I bounce her on my cock, making her tits bounce on her chest, a sight that is fucking mesmerizing, something I wish I could put on a loop and watch for hours. She’s so gorgeous that it’s impossible to keep control. From the moment I slide inside of her, it’s a battle trying not to nut, making sure that Zoe cums first.
It’s a battle I’ll lose if I keep looking at those gorgeous breasts. I set her down again, flipping her over and bending her across the cushioned arm of the green sofa, gripping my cock at the base and sliding it into her again from behind.
Zoe likes it this way. She likes how hard I can fuck her from behind, especially if I reach around and rub her clit at the same time. I slide my fingers up and down her slit, finding that sensitive little clit and giving it just the right pressure in time with my thrusts. My hips make a smacking sound against her ass. I fuck her harder and harder, knowing she can take it, knowing she fucking loves it.
“Beg me to cum in you,” I growl.
“Cum in me, please!” she gasps.
“Tell me you want it.”
“I need it!”
It sounds like this is for me, but it’s not. It’s for Zoe. I’m giving her permission to ask for what she wants, to beg for it even. And sure enough, as I knew it would, it tips her over the edge. She likes begging and she likes obeying me.
Her pussy locks around my cock as she starts to orgasm, the waves hitting her in time with my thrusts.
I was barely clinging on to my control. As soon as her pussy starts clenching, the dam breaks and I shoot inside of her, hard and hot and fast. The cum pours out of me, an eruption I could no longer hold back even to save my own life.
Nothing in the world has ever felt this good. No deal, no win, no triumph. Zoe is the ultimate prize.
The only thing I want in this moment is to secure her. To make her mine forever.
That Sunday,I call my mom.
I’ve wanted to tell her about Zoe for a while. I was going to wait until I figured out the solution to my problem. But now, as I move into the endgame, I feel something rare and unusual: I want my mom’s advice.
As soon as she picks up, I say, “Mom. I met someone.”
“What kind of someone?” she says. I know she’s trying to keep the excitement out of her voice. She doesn’t want to scare me away.
She doesn’t have to worry. I’m way past a fear of commitment.
“I met the one,” I say without hesitation.
I can almost feel my mom gripping the receiver tight. Yet there’s a long silence on the other end of the line.
