That’s when I start losing my concentration because I’m not as worried about her comfort and can focus on how fantastic she feels around me. Nearly all of me has disappeared inside her now, and I’m so proud of her for this.
I can feel my tipping point nearing, but that’s okay because she’s getting close too. Those small cries are familiar, and she’ll explode with pleasure soon.
“You feel so good in my ass,” she moans, unprompted.
Just like that, I’m a goner. The climax that strikes takes me by surprise, and I barely have time to grab her hips to hold her down as my cock throbs inside her. Cum shoots out of my tip, coating the warm walls of her arse. Jolts shake me as I find relief, and I keep her close, emptying my balls inside her. I curse when I realize she isn’t quite there yet, but I can’t do anything about it right now, too lost in bliss.
As soon as the last spurt is out, I force my muscles to relax and bring a hand between us. I’m not subtle or gentle as I deftly handle her clit in a way I know will make her finish. In seconds, she’s letting out a scream with my name on it and tipping into bliss. Her insides pulse and compel a few more drops of my cum to seep out.
Once her climax is over, she turns boneless, her sweaty and satiated body sprawled against me. She shows no haste in pulling me out of her, so I take it she doesn’t mind the sensation. We slowly come down together, panting in unison.
“Anal on the first date,” I groan as soon as I remember how to form sentences. “I can’t believe you ever thought you were boring.”
She lets out a breathy, exhausted giggle. “You’re an idiot.”
“And you’re fucking perfect, red.”
Her head is against my shoulder, and her febrile finger follows the intricate designs inked on my chest. I rake my hands over her back, forever in awe of how soft she is everywhere. These post-nut moments with her are a delight. Before her, my goal was to make whoever I brought home leave as soon as my balls were empty. But Gen made me discover what comes after, and these moments are just as much a part of it as foreplay. We’re always so relaxed and blissful, satisfied beyond words, and in complete communion.
I’ve never felt this close to anyone before her, and I doubt I ever will. My soul and hers are entwined, and no matter our outcome, part of her will forever stay with me. Proper little Miss Kensington has carved herself a spot in my heart. A big one.
“You know how I removed some other stuff from my list, not just anal?” she asks, her voice almost a whisper.
“Yeah, I remember.”
“Well, I was obviously wrong about this one, so I’m probably wrong about those, too. I think I want to try them as well.”
“With pleasure. There’s one we’re never doing, though.”
She frowns and looks up, meeting my gaze with her blue eyes. “Which one?”
“The threesome. We’ll do me and a toy, but no one else gets to fuck you, red.”
She thinks about it briefly and then wonders, “Even if it’s with another woman?”
“Sharing you isn’t an option. I told you I was possessive.”
Her understanding smile shows she doesn’t mind, and she kisses the underside of my jaw. “Then we’ll do you and a toy. Not that you need it, you’re a damn powerhouse.”
I’m smiling like an imbecile when I kiss the top of her head and pull her closer.
“Wombat, can I return the favor and take you on a date next Friday?”
“I’d love that, but…” I hesitate. I want us to bask in this moment a little longer, but I’ve been delaying this news for long enough.
She senses that something’s off and pushes herself away enough to face me. “What?”
“I didn’t want to tell you sooner because it wasn’t a sure thing, but it was confirmed earlier today. I’m flying to LA for six days next week, from Thursday to Wednesday.”
“Really?” The disappointment in her voice is hard to bear.
“Trust me, I’d rather stay here with you instead. It was supposed to be ten days, but I wanted to be here on the 21st, so I postponed my departure.”
“What’s on the 21st?”
I raise a brow at her, poorly hiding my pride. “You don’t know?”
She ponders, eyebrows knitted together as she does. Then it clicks, and her face lights up. “Two months. It’s our two-month anniversary.”
