Page 98 of All I Need

“I trust you, Walker. Please. I want to feel you and I really need you to fuck me now.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

In one hard thrust, I’m buried deep inside her.

“Holy shit, Ellie. You’re tight.”

“It’s um, been a while,” she admits sheepishly. “Even before, like a few months.”

“Well, it’s been longer than that for me so I apologize now if this goes quicker than either of us want it to but fuck you feel amazing. Better than my imagination.”

“Better than phone sex?”

“Phone sex was hot but this… unexplainable,” I tell her, continuing to push into her, swiveling my hips slightly so I hit her g-spot. She starts squirming and I continue to drive deep, pulling out slowly so just the tip is in before slamming back into her again.

She cries out, raising her own hips up to meet mine. I slide an arm under her left leg and throw it over my shoulder. Her fingernails no doubt leave marks as they dig into my back.

The room smells and sounds of sex and it’s the best combination that’s ever graced this home. I’m never letting her leave.

“You’re mine, Ellie. You know that?” I grunt, through my harsh breathing.

“I’m yours, Walker. You’re mine.”

“Yes. Fuck yes.” Hearing her say that sends me almost over the edge. I have to actually flex my ass cheeks together so I don’t come before her.

“Play with your clit,” I demand and her hand slides down, pinching her nipple once before rubbing a small circle against herself.

Before long, she’s squeezing me so tightly and I can’t stop myself from what’s next.

“I’m coming,” she screams out and I follow her over the edge, coming so hard that I wonder if my balls just exploded.

I drop half on her and half off as I suck in air, fighting for every breath.

“Wow.”

“You can say that again,” I say.

“Wow.”

I chuckle and the movement causes her to moan.

“I can’t wait to do that again,” she says.

“Give me a few minutes first then I’ll be ready to go.”

“Just a few?”

“Alright, maybe ten. Fifteen tops. I might need some Gatorade, too.”

She giggles and wraps her legs around me. “I wish we could stay like this forever.”

“Me too.” I press deeper inside her, our juices causing a delicious friction. “But you probably want to clean up.”

“Ugh. I suppose,” she says but she takes her time kissing me slowly, tracing every inch of my mouth with her tongue before she lays her head back down, her dark blonde hair splaying over my pillow and all I can think is damn, I love her. So deep in love, my heart so gone for her I never want it back.

I just hope that when I tell her I don’t scare her off.

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