Overtime

She smiled as she moved her * up the length of his cock and back down, her eyes never leaving his. “It’s a talent,” she teased, and his lips curved as he took ahold of his cock and directed it inside of her, each inch of him disappearing ever so slowly. When he was in to the hilt, he pushed both her legs back to her shoulders, groaning loudly. Her heart slammed into her chest as his eyes moved along her body, stopping at where they were connected. As he thrust into her, she cried out and he slowly pulled out and then pushed back into her in a perfect and utterly breathless sequence. Sweat dripped down his arms onto her legs as he continued to move in and out of her, his eyes never leaving the spot where they were joined.

“So hot,” he muttered, his fingers biting into her thighs. “So fucking hot,” he grunted out, his strokes of total pleasure moving a little faster. Letting go of her leg, he reached out, putting his fingers into her mouth. She bit down playfully, a hiss of breath leaving his mouth before she swirled her tongue around his fingers, sucking them into her mouth. Pulling them out, he reached between them, moving them along her extended clit, her body rocketing up against his as he went deeper inside of her. Squeezing her thigh, he moved his fingers faster along her, quickly, wanting her to come. She was almost there. Closing her eyes, she took ahold of her breast, arching her back as he flicked his fingers along her bundle of nerves.

Crying out, she squirmed underneath him, but then he stopped. Opening her eyes, she went to say something but then he pulled out, his mouth dropping between her legs and sucking her clit between his lips. Screaming his name, her legs went limp beside his head as her fingers drove into his hair, gripping and hanging on for dear life. As he swirled his tongue along her clit quickly, she writhed, trying to get away from the assault of pleasure his mouth was giving her. But he brought his hands up, holding her ass, and she wasn’t going anywhere out from under that talented mouth of his.

It didn’t take long before she cried out, her body shaking with her orgasm, her * pulsating as he slowly moved his tongue up her lips, licking up her wetness. Kissing her *, he then kissed her hip bones and her stomach before sitting back on his haunches, looking down at her flushed, shaking body. Reaching out, he flipped her over in one swift motion as she cried out in surprise. Lifting her ass up, he entered her from behind, his body slamming into hers, her ass smacking against his hips and stomach. Holding on to the sheets, she felt herself still shaking under him, her breathing labored and her body squeezing his. It was amazing, perfect even, and she had never felt so loved in her life as he wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing her back.

He lifted her up, his cock going deeper into her as he turned her face so that his mouth could take hers. Thrusting into her, he drove his tongue into her mouth, searching and playing as his cock went deeper and deeper inside of her. Squeezing her face with his hand, he thrust once more inside of her as a loud, harsh sound left his mouth, his body jerking inside of hers. Stilling, her body went limp against his as he held her close, trailing kisses down her throat and jaw.

Falling to his side, he brought her with him, wrapping his arms around her as she turned to face him, her leg hooking over his hip. He kissed her nose, then her mouth, and she closed her eyes as the kiss deepened, her leg sliding along his since both of their bodies were covered in sweat.

“I can’t get enough of you,” he whispered, his breath coming out in a whoosh. “Seriously. I want you again. Right now.”

She scoffed, her body still shaking from her life-shattering orgasm. “You’re gonna have to give me a minute. I can’t breathe.”

“Fine, five minutes,” he teased and she laughed.

“I’m gonna miss you.”

He chuckled against her mouth, his hand cupping her face. Looking deep into her eyes, he kissed the side of her mouth and whispered, “I’ll miss you more.”

Kissing her lips softly, he pulled away way too soon before muttering, “I love you.”

Smiling, she held on to him, her head pounding against his. She didn’t know how she’d gotten so lucky to live her fairy tale, but she was and she wouldn’t let it go. Closing her eyes, she pressed her head against his as she whispered, “I love you too.”

And she knew she always would.



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