“Show me,”she demanded, pressing into my hand.
I was not about to let her down. Slowing my pace, keeping my hand around her neck, I patted the sheets for her phone.
Because I couldn’t stop even if I wanted to.
“You want a photo of yourself?” A nod. “I’ll take it if you promise to send it to me.”
There it was. It was freezing cold against the heat of my clammy skin.
“Promise,” she gasped, her voice shaky.
“I print the photo,” I told her. “I’ll come to your face again and again, imagine you beneath me like you are now. It will be my phone background. Every time I’m hard and wanting, you will be what I look at.”
She whimpered, eyes rolling, and I snapped her beautiful, flushed face, her parted mouth.
First of many photos for my shrine.
I let go of her throat, and her breath stuttered as I droppedthe phone to the side, immediately rubbing at her clit. She moaned and clutched the sheets, her heels digging into the mattress behind me.
“That’s it. Give it to me. One more.”
It was my first time feeling her come without a condom — bare, hot, impossibly tight. She choked my cock as her cry was raw and guttural. I fucked her through it, brushing her hair out of her face. “That’s it. Make a mess on my cock, beautiful. You feel so fucking good, stretching around me, letting me fill you.”
She mewled into my arm.
“‘Cause that’s what I’m going to do.”
She nodded against my hold. “Please. Please, Zolt.”
“My turn,” I grunted. I flipped her over, grabbed her hands at the small of her back, and slammed in with a grunt, fucking her until my vision blurred, chasing my own release.
“Fuck, Fia,” I said, my teeth in her neck. “I’m going to fill you up, and you’re going to thank me for it.”
“Yes!” she cried, turning to look at me with tears in her eyes. “Oh my god, yes.”
I was done. I bit into her shoulder as I came, spilling inside of her. “Take every drop. Every one, Zsófia.”
She nodded into my face, and I kissed her, holding her tight.
Her breath was just settling when I rolled us over, her sprawled against my chest, our bodies slick.
I pressed a kiss into her forehead. “Let me know the second you’re ready for round two.”
She laughed incredulously into my neck, and it tickled.
I stroked lazy circles on her ass cheek.
“I need to recalibrate,” she said and closed her eyes, her cheek on my chest. “Ineed a full body restart.”
“Amassage?”
“Just—I just want to lie here with you. Also… I don’t think I can move my legs.”
I chuckled, and as my chest rolled, she smiled.
And I was going to keep that smile for as long as I could.
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