I pressed in just a little deeper.
“It’s like you were made for me.” I pulled out as I swirled the head of my cock right at her entrance where she was more sensitive.
Now she was biting her lip, her breathing heavy. Grace’s head tipped back as I concentrated on not letting this make me finish too soon.
Her body would let me in at any second, but keeping us both on the edge with my shallow thrusts made everything feel more intense.
“Fuck,” she said, and then her legs locked around me, making me slip just a little farther inside of her.
“Can’t take it anymore?” I asked.
“I could come just from this,” she said.
I lifted an eyebrow. “Really?”
“I-I think so.”
I wanted to see if she could. Despite her attempts to keep me closer, I pulled back and continued on.
“I didn’t mean that as a challenge.”
I paused. “Want me to stop?”
She immediately shook her head. Grace was soaked, and every time I slipped in, she would tighten. It was like her core was begging me to stay inside of her, but I continued my work.
“G-God, I’m gonna—” Her jaw dropped open and she tightened again. That was when I pushed deeper, filling her entirely. “Yes,” she said, arching into me as she was lost to pleasure. I smiled and returned my face to her neck. I was ridiculously proud of myself, but I also was ridiculously close to coming, so a break was exactly what I needed.
Eventually, I wasn’t at the edge and I lifted my head to kiss her as I finally moved. I could tell by her high-pitched moans that she was still feeling the aftershocks of her second orgasm.
“Keep moving,” she begged.
“These sounds,” I said, my voice tight. “I can’t last long with you sounding like that.”
“Then don’t. Come in me.” Her legs tightened. “I wanna feel it.”
Her words were like adrenaline. Feeling her pussy around me was already getting me close again, but that sent me. I made it another minute thrusting in and out of her when I felt it. I covered her mouth with mine again, and that was when I blew my load. It hit like a tidal wave, taking every bit of my consciousness with it.
That was the thing about fucking someone I loved. Everything was more intense. Everything came with a side of something warm and comforting. It made it all the better.
I could have stayed there forever, feeling her body close to mine, but then her stomach growled.
Grace blushed. “Guess I’m hungry.”
I could only laugh. “Then it’s time to find something to eat. I’ll need it to recover from that.”
We wound up going to an eatery that she had found. She was in a better mood today, smiling and laughing with me like she normally did.
And I was relieved.
Love was a little like having a part of my heart walking outside of my body. I felt her pain and her sadness at the same time she did. It was always a terrifying feeling, but the joy I feltwithher was better than what I felt alone.
As we worked on clearing my apartment out and then all the fun things Grace wanted to do, I wondered how I’d made it so long going through life by myself.
And if I ever truly knew happiness before her.
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GRACE