“Then please, Kai.”
“Please what?”
“Please, I need you. I need you inside me,” she murmurs.
And that’s all I can take before I ram my dick inside her tight little hole.
The fit is snug. Her pussy is hot and tight—almost too tight.
“Am I hurting you?” I manage to grit out.
She shakes her head.
Thank fuck.
We both make noises that are more animal than human as I withdraw and fill her again. And again.
Fuck, she feels good.
Impossibly good.
I drop down, caging her in, needing to feel every inch of her surrounding me, and she holds on.
Her legs wrap around me. Her arms, too.
Our mouths crash together as we move—and fuck, do we move. It’s like I can feel her everywhere.
Every inch of her—inside and out—is touching every inch of me.
This isn’t your run of the mill sexual encounter—this is universes colliding. This is a cosmic fucking collision.
Every time I drive into her, I grind the base of my cock against her needy little clit.
And each time, I feel her sheath tightening, clenching around my dick so good.
“Are you there yet, Baby?” I ask, grunting my words.
But the thing is, I need her to come. I need Mary to orgasm, just so I can find my release inside her.
I won’t come without her.
Not ever.
Her nails dig into my back. She arches. Mewls. And—holy fuck.
Her hot little pussy grips my dick, pulling the orgasm straight from my balls.
I don’t know how long it lasts. How long we stay there, writhing against one another until we ride out every aftershock.
But when it’s finished, I can barely move.
I collapse on top of her.
I should move. But I can’t.
Not yet.
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