Filling me.
Every inch.
And we both just fall apart?—
mouths slack, kiss slipping away,
like we’ve both been hit.
“Christ—” His voice cuts out.
“You’re fuckin’ takin all of me so tight?—”
He stops, breath panting.
Then his gaze’s ripping across my face,
making sure I’m still with him.
“You okay? You good?"
He wipes under my eye.
"Say it’s good, or I swear I’ll lose my fuckin’ mind.”
“Yeah,” I breathe. “I’m good. I think.”
He kisses me,
his rasp breaking apart on my lips?—
“Baby—fuck—I don’t come this fast. Ever.
“But you? Got me by the fuckin’ throat.
“I’m gone. ‘Cause of you. Only you.” He swallows hard, panting. “Tell me, pull out, or inside? Say it now.” Then he groans, shaking his head. “Nah, I can’t leave. Please, let me stay. Let me come inside you, baby.”
His face—those eyes, his fucking mouth—he’s undone.
And I want all of him pressed so deep into me
that I feel him when he’s gone.
“Stay. I want you to stay. Don’t pull out?—”
His gaze sinks right into me,
full-body exhale, all in.
Then there’s a second?—
just one?—
where neither of us moves.
Our breaths beat against each other.
Then he kisses me, gripping my hips tight,
