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When I feel her start to come down, I pull my fingers out and lift my head.

“I’m sorry that happened,” she says as I sit up and kneel in front of her. “That’s … kind of embarrassing.”

I push my boxers down and show her the cum leaking out of my dick, running my fist up and down my shaft. “Don’t you dare apologize. That was, without a doubt, the sexiest thing I’ve ever experienced.”

I hop off of the bed, shed my boxers, and grab the condom out of the back pocket of my pants. I crawl back onto the bed, leaning over her, and kiss her soft lips. She gently places her fingers on my cheeks and responds with a deep, tender kiss.

Her hand wraps around my dick. I moan into her, savoring the feeling of having her touch me—finally.

She moves her hand up and down with a firm grip on me, then places her thumb at the tip and moves my cum around.

“I want to taste you too,” she whispers.

I should say no because I’m already on the verge of coming, but I can’t. I want to give her everything she desires. If making a fool of myself is part of that, so be it.

I push myself up and kneel before her. My dick is hard and long, right in front of her mouth as I let her take her time staring.

Her tongue comes out and licks a bit of my cum off of me. With clenched fists at my sides, I try to control the fire burning inside of me.

She licks me again, like my dick is a fucking lollipop. Then she wraps her lips around me and slides all the way down, nearly taking all of me in her mouth.

“What the fuck?” I gasp as I watch in awe.

There’s a hint of amusement in her eyes, like she knows what she is doing is impressive. My dick hits the back of her throat. She gags as she pulls back, then does it again.

Her hand grabs my balls and massages while she sucks my dick in a way that has me seeing damn stars. The moment I feel my release begin, I pull out of her mouth and jerk my cum all over her perfect tits.

I’m so transfixed by how each shot looks on her body that I miss how awestruck she appears until I’m done. Her painted chest with my release has my dick instantly hard again.

Both of our chests rise and fall. I reach down and grab the condom and rip the packet with my mouth and spit the piece of foil out. Once I’m sheathed, I grab her by the back of the knees and scoot her until she’s flat on her back.

I sink lower, leaning on one hand while the other helps guide my dick to her entrance. Knowing it’s going to be a tight squeeze, I push just the tip in as I watch her face. She opens her mouth.

“I’m gonna stretch that pussy so good right now. It’s going to open wide for me, begging for more when I’m done.”

I can feel her tensing up on me as I push further in. I find her lips and kiss her to take her mind off the sting. Her hands, which were gripping my biceps, are now loosening as I continue to move my lips over hers.

I give her another couple of inches. I forget to continue the kiss, too distracted by how good it feels to have her walls grip me. She’s still so wet. It’s helping me slide in.

Our lips are now just resting on each other’s as we breathe. We are both too distracted with the sensations taking over.

“I’m going to give you all of me,” I whisper.

“Please,” she answers.

With that, I feed her the rest of me until I’m completely seated inside of her.

I can only give her a second to adjust before I pull out and thrust back inside.

I hear a trembling moan from her. I place my elbows on the bed, caging her in, and look into her eyes.

The green shines bright back at me. For several minutes, I get lost in them as I drive in and out of her, rolling my hips when I’m bottomed out to rub around her clit.

This feels far too intimate. Terrifyingly so.

I pull out, lie on the bed, and roll her on top of me.

“Ride me, baby. I need to see those tits bounce for me while covered in my cum.”

She sits up and straddles me, then sits down on me, easing me back inside of her slowly. Her hair is in complete disarray, chest covered in me, eyes wild with excitement.

My chest feels like it splits open when I see her like this. Dammit. It’s like no matter what position we do, she evokes these feelings.

I grip her hips and move her up, then slam her down on me.

“Fuck yeah,” I growl as she bounces just like that again.

She grabs her tits and massages them while she rides me harder. My fingers dig into her skin in agony, wanting the release, but never wanting this to end.

“Yeah, fuck me hard.” I slap her ass.

She pulls one of her hands from her breast, which now has my cum all over her finger, then places that finger in her mouth and sucks it.

“Do you like how I taste?” I ask, my tone thick with heat.

“I want all of it down my throat next,” she responds.

I roll back over, needing to be on top. I’m about to blow, and I won’t let it happen without knowing she’s taken care of.

“Where did you learn to talk like that?” I growl.

I grab her knees and push them up to her chest as I fuck her strategically, aiming for the perfect spot.

She gasps loudly, telling me I’m hitting exactly where I need to. “I’m … just … telling you … what I want.”

Knowing she’s not saying those things to me just for the banter, but that she actually wants them—it does me in.

I groan as my orgasm hits me, continuing to pound into her with force. Her walls start to tighten to a death grip on my dick as she comes with me. It’s powerful. All-consuming. Draining in the best way.

I crash onto her, chest heaving, sweat-slicked skin against skin, still trembling from the intensity of it all.