Gripping her face, my eyes lock on her mouth.“I can’t stop the vision.Purely because I want you there to fuck in the morning.”
We both know I’m lying.
“Purely.Oh, fuck!”she cries, as I bottom out and then slam my mouth down on hers.
Our conversation dies as I devour her.
Gemma rides my hard member with a vigor and speed that has my cock pulsing.I assist, pushing her down deep, knowing this is going to be fast.
Who knew talking about my feelings could be so fucking erotic.
“Drew, oh god.”
“Strangle my cock,” I growl.“Tighter, good girl.”
“Oh, oh, oh.”Gemma bounces, grinding and taking everything she needs.“Drew, oh, God.I’m going to come.”
Her words urge my orgasm closer.I rip her dress off, needing to see all of her.We fumble as she rips desperately at my shirt and tosses it away.
Rip.
I grin.“Baby.”
“Sorry,” Gemma blushes, on the edge of her orgasm.
I tug her ass down hard on my cock, and all humor fades.It’s replaced by a heightened arousal driving us to the edge as I cup her breast, pinching her nipple.
This woman.
She is unlike anyone I’ve been with.
I care.
I want her to feel the most pleasure she’s ever experienced.I want to take in every moan, every arch, every sparkle in her eyes.
“God,” she cries, and I can’t look away as her lashes flutter and her orgasm crashes around her.
Gemma clenches around my cock, and I grip her waist, letting myself go.
Pure white pleasure plows through me.My hips thrust up into her like a piston, and I take what I need, calling out her name.
“Drew!”Gemma screams, digging her nails into my shoulders.
My seed spills into her.
I remind myself to deal with that later, as I enjoy the best sensation I’ve ever felt in my life.
Utter sweet pleasure.
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GEMMA
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IFEEL DREW carry meinto bed, clean between my legs and then climb in behind me.I should tell him to leave, but there’s no part of me that wants him to.
He’s been clear there is no love between us, and yet there is something.I am probably imagining it.
