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She nods in agreement as we pull each other back in for a long, hard kiss.
Trailing those kisses over her chin, down her neck, to her collarbone, my lips leaving behind invisible marks of love across the swell of each of her breasts, down to the fabric over her ribs, her waist, her thighs.
She gasps, fisting the sheets beside her.
Settling between her legs, I lean on my elbows as I grab her ass firmly, lifting her up just enough to free her dress as I lift it over her hips. Gripping her thighs, I press a kiss sweetly over the thin, silky fabric of her black thong as she arches her back.
If one thing’s for sure. I bet she tastes just as sweet as her nickname.
Taking my time to strip off her panties, I kiss each part of her legs as the fabric slides off. Discarding them to the side, I press my lips to the hood of her pussy. Teasing her mound before I run my tongue flat against the length of her and it’s enough to have Stephanie writhing.
Smirking on the inside, it gives me pleasure knowing I make her feel so good. Soaking up her taste, it’s clear how much she wants me and I her.
“Oh, Logan,” she cries, breathing heavily as her hips grind into my tongue, this time seeking more friction when I taste her again.
Circling the tip of my tongue around her clit - I take my time, applying only the longest, slowest of licks.
“You’re killing me,” she whines, begging me for more.
Loving the way she expresses what she wants, I give her what she’s asking for. Sliding my hands under her ass, I gripped where her thighs meet her hips and tugged her closer. Twisting her hands in the covers, she’s breathing so hard I wonder whether it’s too much.
When Stephanie’s legs quake around me, her moaning begins. “I’m going to cum,” she warns, but I don’t let up on the pressure. Riding me faster, her climax releases in a cry of passion. Soaking up every second of it, her body slowly calms.
Calling me up to her, I slide the back of my wrist over my damp lips as I admire her. Flushing at the sight of herself on my lips, she sits up so I can strip her out of her dress, letting it fall to the floor with the rest of the clothes in one failed swoop.
Unclasping her bra next, I take it upon myself to suck each perfect breast as Stephanie soaks up my every touch. When my lips are back on hers, I blindly reach under the pillow, fumbling for a second before I find the condom. Withdrawing the golden foil packet, I bring it up to my teeth and rip it open. Making quick work of my boxers, I leaned back, rolled the condom over my tip and down my shaft as Stephanie’s perfect breasts heave with each breath she takes.
Ready to cum just at the sight of her, I make sure the condom is in place. Bringing her shy gaze to mine, I leaned over her until I could press my lips to hers. Distracting her with my lips, I swept her into my arms, gently lifting her into my lap. When she’s straddling me, I reached between us, positioning myself at her entrance. Gliding the most sensitive part of myself inside of her, we both sighed from the contact. Holding her close enough to keep her on her knees, I kissed her longer and softer. Slipping my hand into her hair, I deepened the kiss.
Grinding my hips, we moaned in sync as I stretched inside her a little deeper. Pulsing inside, Stephanie grimaces a little.
“Are you okay?”
She nods, letting out a slow breath. “It hurts a little,” she confesses. “I’ve never done it like this.”
Unable to hide the cocky smirk that blooms on my face, I press a kiss on her forehead. “I’ve got you.”
Going slow, I hold her hips as we begin to rock. Finding a rhythm, Stephanie slowly starts taking control. Picking up her pace, she moans into my mouth.
God, she’s so fucking tight.
“Oh, God, Logan,” Stephanie cries, her body moving violently. “You feel so good,” she breathes, as she chases her first orgasm.
Feeling her come down, now it’s my turn to take control. Groaning at the thought, I gripped her hips, lifting her all the way back up into my lap. Smirking with confidence, I captured her next moan with my mouth. Swirling my tongue with hers, I helped her ride me, faster and faster like we were chasing after a wave. Building our climaxes, having Stephanie here in my arms feels like coming home after a long trip.
Kissing her harder, the walls of her pussy tightened, even more, squeezing every inch of my cock so hard a grunt of my own escapes. One look at her precious face tells me she’s on the brink of cumin again. Urging her on, I fully wrap my arms around her, pulling her closer, so that her hips open more, her back arches, our bodies tilting into each other - every new flex has her rubbing her clit against my pelvis.
Losing her resolve, Stephanie’s moans turned wild and completely uninhibited. Rocking faster and faster, her pussy clenched around me again as I followed. Moving her hips at the angle I needed them, I continued the pressure as we both rode out the wave.
For a long moment, we held onto each other like if we let go we might collapse from the consuming pleasure. As the room around us comes back into focus, the soft sounds of Stephanie’s breathing imprint on my soul.
God. I swear I couldn’t love her more right now.
I tell myself as those gorgeous olive eyes admire me with love and admiration.
“You okay?” She asks, in a hurried breath.
“I’m perfect, Sweet Girl,” I whispered, capturing her lips again.
Waking up with Stephanie still in my bed, I’d never felt this satisfied, this whole. Yes, there were moments in my life that I’d considered measurable to this feeling, like the pride on my mother’s face when I graduated high school, shaking the coaches hand when they drafted me to the Knights, or even learning that my grandfather had entrusted me with taking ownership of his building.
Nothing had ever filled me the way I felt right now, waking up next to Stephanie, and I got lost in the way her dark hair spilled over her pillow, the shallowness of her breathing as little snores slipped through her lips. Smiling as my eyes traced over the beams of sunlight streaking in through the large cabin windows, I wished I’d been wise enough to make my feelings known sooner, but it wasn’t right, not the feeling, but the timing of it all.
As my chest ached with past regrets, I realized how agonizing the last nine years were and how last night might have gone differently if I hadn’t realized I couldn’t stay silent anymore. Now that Stephanie and I were together, I wouldn’t take a second of it for granted. Just thinking about all the years we’d lost was enough to drive any sane man out of his mind.
