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I pull off him, dragging my lips and tongue along his shaft.
I love his glazed eyes when I look up.
“Let me make you come.”
He shakes his head.
“Want you inside me.” He lightly brushes his fingers over my new scar. “Please come up here and fuck me.”
My cock throbs at his voice, the words coming out of his mouth, the way he’s looking at me.
He moves to get on top, the only way we’ve really been able to have sex since my injury and operation, but I press him back against the mattress.
“I can do it.”
He looks at me skeptically, worried. The fact he’s worried about me. It makes my heart fucking soar.
“Seriously, my left arm’s getting strong as fuck.”
“Oh yeah?”
I let him think it’s from jerking off, but I don’t feel like jerking off when I live with my insanely beautiful boyfriend who does everything so much better.
I take my time opening him up. Enjoying the sight of him squirming and the sound of his sexy moans while I tease him with my fingers and tongue.
He’s told me he’s ready at least three times, but I wanna draw him out, wait until he can’t take anymore. I need to see that look in his eyes. ThatfinallyI’ve felt every time I’m with him.
When I eventually roll the condom on and press into him, there it is. A gasp of relief as his eyes grow heavy and goosebumps raise on his arms. A sexy blush rising up his neck to his cheeks as I sink all the way inside.
“Alexei.”
“I got you baby.”
I hold myself up on my good arm while I thrust in slow, deep movements, feeling him warm and tight around me. My heart pounds as I think about the fact I’m inside him. How fucking intimate it is to be inside someone. And how much he’s trusting me right now.
He lifts his hips and moves with me. I let him set the pace. Only speeding up when he does. Our skin slapping as we meet in the middle before pulling out, over and over again.
Stef’s breaths are no more than panting gasps and I know he’s getting close. Even on the very edge, he notices my arm shake and asks if I’m okay.
“Yeah, I’m good, don’t stop.”
He speeds up, fucking himself hard now on my cock. I love how he takes what he needs from me. His moans get louder, deeper, more drawn out, until he goes silent, lips parting, head thrown back on the pillow as he comes. He tightens around me, muscles contracting and tightening in a way that’s absolutely fucking maddening. Even as he shoots the last of his load onto his chest, his feet are digging into my ass, pushing me deeper inside him so I can join him. My movements get jerky as I feel it build and Stef stops moving, letting me get what I need to be there with him in that high.
My own voice sounds far away as I shout out, my orgasm rocking through me, Stef saying my name until I collapse on top of him.
“Oh my fucking God.”
Stef strokes my sweaty hair, his body shaking on a laugh under me.
“I can’t wait until my shoulder heals. I have so many plans.”
“Oh yeah? Care to share them with the class?”
“Let’s just say one of them involves me holding you up in the shower.”
He groans and grinds his hips against me.
“But we might have to wait till we get to our new place to do that.”