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Andrew

“You love me?”

I stared at Katy, waiting for her to answer.

She rolled her eyes. “Don’t make me say it again. I know you heard me.”

“I love you too,” I said.

“I know. And I’m sorry that you’ve told me that almost every day for the last four months and I couldn’t say it back.”

It was true. I tried to say it at the end of every conversation, hoping that if Katy heard it enough she’d believe it was true.

“It’s okay. I knew you needed to get there in your own time,” I reassured her. “While I was waiting for you to catch up, I figured I would just love you enough for the both of us.”

She jumped up from her chair and leaned down to kiss me. I slid back from the table, then pulled her into my lap, deepening the kiss and running my hands up and down her back.

“So what happens next?” Katy asked as we broke apart.

“We’re going to eat cookies and then I’m going to make you come at least twice before we fall asleep.”

“Wow, you’re feeling ambitious tonight,” she joked. “How about we go fool around for a while then have cookies when we need to refuel?”

“Sounds good,” I said as we both stood. “See how good we are at compromising?”

She laughed. “Sure.”

The last four months with Katy had gone better than I’d expected. Two weekends a month together had morphed into longer visits, and when we weren’t together we texted or video called a few times a day. Our time together was easy and as time passed, intimacy grew between us. Not just physical intimacy, but emotional intimacy. We were close now, both as friends and lovers.

I’d been careful not to push Katy to take things to the next level, letting her move at her own speed, although I gave her subtle nudges from time to time. And now my patience had paid off. The last major barrier between us was gone.

We got to my bedroom and took off our clothes without a word. We knew each other’s bodies well by now, but I still felt a thrill every time I saw Katy. My love.

“Get on the bed,” I ordered, deepening my voice.

Katy just laughed. “You keep trying to be in charge in the bedroom and you keep failing.”

“Okay then Mistress, what do you want to do?” I asked magnanimously.

“I want you to get on your back so I can ride you.”

My dick jumped excitedly.

“Yes ma’am.”

After pulling away the comforter, I moved to my back and waited as Katy settled on top of me, holding my face between her hands and kissing me deeply. Then she kissed her way down my neck and down my chest, leaving a little bite mark over my heart before she pushed up onto her knees and balanced over my hips.

“Are you ready?” she asked as she stroked my cock with one of her small hands.

“I’ve been ready since the minute I saw you two years ago,” I joked.

She lined up my cock at her opening, then slid down slowly, taking me into her heat. When I bottomed out inside her, we both sighed happily, pausing. Then she started moving, bouncing up and down while I stared at her jiggling breasts, totally mesmerized.

When Katy changed positions, bracing her hands on my chest, I bent my knees and dug my feet into the mattress, using it as leverage to roll my hips to meet her. Our pace quickened, then slowed, then quickened again.

“Are you close?” I asked as I felt the tingles at the base of my spine that signaled an imminent orgasm.

“Yeah,” she said breathlessly.