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Between ragged breaths, I catch the faintest whisper, a plea that sounds like, "Don't come," as if it's a prayer calling on all his control.
His hands reach for me, strong and steady, gripping firmly as they guide me upward along the length of his muscular body. "Ride me, Mags. Right this moment," he commands, his voice a low growl. My fingers tremble with anticipation, but I manage to line his hard cock up with my wet opening. Slowly, I slide down, feeling every inch as his hardness presses deeply within me.
"There. Holy shit. Just fucking move," Todd begs, his voice filled with desperation.
His fingers press into my hips with a firm grip, exerting a commanding strength that could easily dictate my movements, yet there's a tenderness in his hold, granting me the freedom to set the pace. I settle into a rhythm, feeling the intensity build as he moves within me, pushing me toward the edge of breaking.
Todd's eyes blaze with an intense, fiery passion as he reaches up to gently pluck my nipples, sending shockwaves through my body. A thrilling surge of electricity courses down my spine, igniting every nerve with sizzling heat.
I move my hips in a slow, deliberate circle, feeling the heat build within me. My intimate muscles clench instinctively, hoping to ignite in him the same wild, consuming desire that he stirs within me.
"Come with me," he grits out, barely hanging on. I can't tell if he's ordering or pleading or both.
But I'm already there, pulsing around him until I lose my breath, lose myself, everything going bright and then blissfully slack.
We collapse together, a mess of tangled limbs and heavy, gasping breaths filling the air around us. A little later, I prop myself up, my heart still racing, and lean in to plant a soft kiss on his lips before asking, curiosity lacing my words, “Why did you donate to the literacy program anonymously?”
He meets my gaze, sincerity shining in his eyes. “I wanted you to have the money you needed," he explains, his voice gentle but firm, "but I didn’t want you to feel like I did it to buy your love.”
His words are like a warm embrace, and my heart melts into a puddle of goo. The sincerity of his gesture touches me deeply. “You don’t have to buy my love. I’ve loved you forever,” I confess and snuggle up against his warm body.
