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My movements speed with his. Get more intense.
That's what he needs. What we both need.
I move in time with him, taking him again and again.
The pressure inside me builds. It feels so fucking good. I'm so close.
But I'm not quite there.
I always need external stimulation to come. Usually, I wait and finish after. Some guys take it personally if I touch myself during sex. Some guys absolutely can't stand it if I use a sex toy with them.
I don't have a toy with me, but I'm plenty good with my hands.
And I trust Jackson to take it the right way.
No, to find it hot as fuck.
I slip my hand between my legs.
It's a tight fit, with my body so close to his, but I find the spot I need.
"Touch yourself, baby." He breathes. "Come on my cock."
Fuck.
The term of endearment makes my heart swell.
The dirty demand makes my sex clench.
Every part of me wants every part of him.
This is the best I've ever had. Good in a way I've never experienced before.
The tension in my sex winds quickly. Tighter and tighter and tighter, then I'm there, pulsing against him, pulling him deeper, groaning his name as I come.
He works me through my orgasm, then he brings his hands to my hips, and he guides me exactly how he needs me.
A little more back and forth.
A little faster.
He takes his time finding the stroke, but I don't let him have it. I rotate my hips in figure eights until I find the pattern that makes him groan.
I do it again.
Again.
Again.
Then he's there, pulsing inside me, groaning into my chest as he comes.
Fuck, it's been too long.
That feels too good.
I've never been this satisfied.
After he's finished, I collapse on top of him, sticky and spent.
