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“Drew, oh fuck, yes!” My back arched off the bed, hips pumping into his every stroke. The tension between us was white-hot and it wrapped around me like a live wire, electrifying the orgasm into something foreign that I never wanted to end.

He released my nipple with a loud pop and smiled at me as he pulled his fingers from my body and licked them clean. “So fucking sweet,” he groaned, his gaze locked with mine. “Need more,” he grunted before tearing off his t-shirt and burying his face between my thighs, eating my pussy just long enough for me to break apart again.

“Drew,” I screamed, gripping his hair between my fingers. “I don’t think I have any more orgasms left.” Which was truly a shame because I was still so turned on my body buzzed with it.

“Bullshit,” he smirked, looking filthy with my pussy juices smeared all over his face and in his beard. “You will come again and when you do, that tight cunt will be wrapped around my cock, squeezing until I explode inside you.”

“I’m telling you,” I began but my words were cut off when he stepped off the bed and stripped down until he was naked, muscles gleaming and cock jutting out towards me. “Fuck.”

He flashed a crooked grin. “You sure you want this?” he asked, stroking his long, thick cock.

I nodded slowly. “Fuck yeah, I’m sure.” I reached for him, stroking him, enjoying the heat and the heft of him.

“Lie back,” he demanded, a tone that instantly made me want to obey. His gaze melted when I did.

I spread my legs, feeling myself grow wetter under his penetrating stare.

“Stay. Just. Like. That.”

All I could do was exactly what he commanded. Drew crawled on the bed and stretched out on top of me. His cock pushed at my opening, teasing me with shallow strokes that stole my breath. “Drew, please,” I whimpered.

“Fuck,” he roared when he slid balls deep and stayed there until I began pulsing around me. “Even better than I thought you’d feel.”

I held his shoulders and met him stroke for stroke, pump for pump, feeling my arousal grow and expand until I was sweating and desperate for another orgasm.

“This pussy was made for me,” he grunted. “You fit like a fucking glove,” he said, pumping harder and deeper, pushing me further into the abyss.

“So good,” I managed. “So full.”

He smiled wickedly, pressing his lips to mine and pounding into me like I was his greatest wish on earth. Our tongues danced while our bodies tangled together, his cock plunging in and out in long, deep strokes that set me absolutely ablaze. “I feel your pussy fluttering around me. She loves this cock. She can’t wait to come all over him and coat him in her honey.”

“Filthy,” I groan a sound so wild and deep that it started even me.

“She likes it,” he said, gripping my hips and fucking me harder and deeper. He held me possessively and claimed every inch of me until finally, every muscle in my body tightened to the point of breaking.

And then came the euphoric release that shook my body relentlessly while he pounded into me. “Oh Drew, yes! Yes!” He pumped like a man possessed, fucking me through my orgasm until pleasure claimed him.

“Mace, baby,” he grunted as his body went tight and his cock filled me up. “Fuck that was intense.”

I smiled to myself. “Glad it wasn’t just me who thought so.” Truth was it was so much more than that and I felt the tearspricking the back of my eyes. They weren’t sad, but they were imminent.

And when they fell? Drew’s eyes widened. “Shit,” he said instantly, hands skimming over me and eyes hurriedly searching my face. “Are you okay?”

More tears fell at his concern and I nodded, laughing softly. “Yeah, I’m good. Really fucking good, actually.” I swallowed, knowing I owed him some truth about the tears. “That was… wow. I’ve never felt like that before. Never come so hard or been so completely consumed by pleasure.”

Relief relaxed his body and he smiled, brushing his mouth over mine. “Me neither.”

I rolled my eyes. “You don’t have to say that.”

“Good,” he said, his smile now gone. “Because I’m not lying. I’ve fucked women, sure, but never like this. It’sneverbeen like this.” He was hard again and I noticed but Drew ignored it, focusing on my face.Onlymy face. “Was this just because you’re horny?” he asked quietly.

The words echoed in the room and I shook my head, taking a deep breath in preparation for more truth. “I mean, Iwashorny, and I still am. And I do want you. A lot.” I took a breath. “But it wasn’t just that. I just want you, Drew. I know it’s selfish, and you’re already protecting me, and maybe you don’t even want me in this version of your life… but I want you. That’s whatthiswas about.”

His breath hitched. A big ass smile touched his lips and then he leaned forward, kissing me again. Slower and deeper,so intense, this time around.

He swelled inside of me and then his hips moved and he took me to heaven. Again. This time it was hot and hard, but so achingly slow I begged him to make me come. Again.

Eventually I fell asleep in his arms, my body warm and relaxed, and more satisfied than I’d ever been in my life.