“Fuck, you’re gonna make me come, Mia.”
I wanted so badly to keep fucking her until I came inside her, but we hadn’t talked about contraception or anything.
“I want to feel you come inside me, Logan, please. I’m good. I hope to God you are, too. Please.”
That counted.
White-hot desire barreled into me as I came hard, propelling Mia to fall apart one last time.
It was a challenge to keep moving, but she wasn’t done with me yet. Not until her moans turned to whimpers of pleasure would I stop.
I slowed down as her body began to sag, my own feeling the need to sit and recharge from that hell of an energy outburst.
I reached over to grab a washcloth and wet it before slowly pulling out. Then, I began cleaning her and myself.
She stood in front of the mirror, looking at herself as if she’d never seen the reflection before her.
“You’ve been there the whole time, this version of you. You just had to embrace her instead of letting everyone tell you who you should be.” I leaned in to kiss her shoulder, our eyes meeting in the mirror.
She said nothing, and I worried I’d said the wrong thing after what we just did in here. But then she smiled, and my world found peace in this moment.
