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“What has gotten into you?” I ask, dumfounded, as my girlfriend rips my clothing off and shoves me onto the bed.
“God.” She grabs my hands and moves them up to her tits, and she starts to ride slow and steady. Her head drops back, eyes closed, her bottom lip caught between white teeth. I knead the heavy flesh, thumbing the painful peaks, pinching them between fingers, and lightly tugging.
Her head lolls around, her eyes heavy-lidded with arousal, but the depth of emotion that swirls in the chocolate gaze is too much.
Too close to my own, like looking in a mirror.
Her fingers trace the contours of my abs, over my pecs, and flick at my nipples.
Her hips swivel and rotate, her body undulating sensually as she takes me deeper and harder but never faster.
“I love you,” she tells me, her gaze locked with mine.
“I am so fucking proud of you. I’m in awe of you.
I love you so much. Love your heart. Love your mind.
Really, really love your cock.” She grinds back and forth on my cock, moaning when I lean forward to lick her nipple before sucking it into my mouth.
“How it fills me. I feel so empty without you. I ache for you, every fucking day.”
“Edee.” Her words are like a lit match to tinder.
The flames start in my balls and burn their way up, my orgasm threatening to consume me at any moment.
Two fingers of my right hand trace her lips, then push inside.
Her tongue swirls around them, coating them, then she sucks like she would my cock and I know my orgasm is imminent.
Our bodies shine with a sheen of sweat, she’s working us over good.
I love being inside her, any time, any place, any way.
But I fucking love it when she takes charge.
When she takes what she wants, uses me like her own personal fuck toy.
It’s hot as hell. I pinch her nipple hard and use it to pull her closer.
She arches her back, thrusting her tits in my face and her ass out.
My wet fingers follow the split of her ass and when I circle her back entrance, she starts whining low in her throat, her hips moving a little faster.
Two pumps of my fingers inside her ass, and she goes off like a shot.
The vise-like grip of her pussy threatening to break my shit off.
Her nails dig into my chest, drawing blood.
I thrust up into her a few more times and her pussy chokes my cock until he gives up the goods with a roar.
We twitch and moan, kissing sloppily, and exploring the other’s body as we come down from such an epic high.
I band my arms around her back, and she melts into my hold, a boneless heap on my chest, her body still cradling my spent cock.
“You were amazing, Ty.”
I chuckle, kissing her damp forehead. “Thanks, you too.”
“No.” With a groan, she sits up to meet my eyes. “At the press conference, Ty. You were…so fucking amazing. I meant it, I’m so damn proud of you. Truly.”
“ Thank you .” My throat tightens, making it difficult to speak.
Her words mean more to me than she could ever know.
We take advantage of the quiet apartment, lazing in bed, making out.
After the press conference, Lyndell went out with his coworkers, their faculty advisor acting as chaperone.
He was so excited, they all were, talking about how they saw him on TV.
Clara smiled shyly at him and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
I’ve never seen him so damn giddy…and smug.
He got himself a girl, and now he thinks he’s hot shit.
Well, I got one too, so I guess I can see his point.
Snuggling, still in bed a bit later, I whisper, “I saw the footage.” She stiffens slightly against me but doesn’t say anything.
“You…the way you…” I pause, shaking my head and giving myself a moment to organize my thoughts.
“Everything that has ever happened in my life; my mom abandoning me, my grandmother raising me while my dad did whatever, playing football, meeting Beiler, coming here, the accident, being the mascot. Every single moment has led me to right now. I’ve never been one for regret, but Edee…
how could I ever regret or want to change a single second of my life when it led me to you? ”
Edee sniffles and groans. She smacks me on my chest. “Oh, boy, your mouth is writing checks your dick can’t cash.
” She slides down my body and takes my limp cock into her hand, licking a swirling path up the length and then into her mouth.
It takes her mere seconds to bring it back to life.
Her body is on full display, her back deeply arched, her fine ass swaying back and forth as she takes her time, makes love to my cock with her warm, wet mouth.
With a pleased chuckle, I put my arms behind my head, and wink down at her. “I take it back.” She gazes up my body, giving me her attention. “My only regret is not having a mirror on my ceiling right now.”