Page 91 of The Path To Us

No question about birth control or whether or not we’re safe without a condom.

Reckless and out of control.

I pause, slide out slowly.

“Watch,” I demand and she lifts her head.

Together we watch as my dick glides back into her.

“Perfect,” she whispers, eyes focused on where we’re joined together. “It’s perfect.”

“Yeah,” I grunt, sliding out slowly then back in.

But that’s all the control either of us have.

She lifts her hips and I wrap an arm around her ass to help her get positioned just right before I grip her hands once again, needing the control.

Addy’s legs wrap around my waist and my fingers tighten around hers, keeping her hand pinned to the bed as I pump into her. Going slow is long forgotten.

We try to kiss but our movements are too erratic.

I try to suck her nipple into my mouth.

She tries to lean up and kiss my chest.

“Fuck, you feel so fucking good, Addy.”

“So do you.”

“I can’t wait to be inside you.”

“You are,” she says, confused.

“I mean, I’m already looking forward to the next time.” I slow down so I can kiss her. “And the next.” Another kiss. “And the next.”

“The things you say…”

The words that I’m saying aren’t even close to what I’m feeling.

I open my mouth to tell her that but then she reaches between us, her hand touching the base of my dick and there are no more words.

We move together, our hips working against each other but together.

Gripping her other hand in mine, I keep her still and do the work for us both, pounding into her and only slowly down to lift her leg and drape it over my shoulder, plunging even deeper.

Our breaths are heavy and our lips graze, her nipples hard and pebbled, teasing my chest.

With the new angle, it doesn’t take her long to scream through her orgasm.

And it doesn’t take me long to follow right after her.

I grind against her and grunt through my release, coming harder than I’ve ever come in my entire life.

“Holy shit.”

“I know.”

“I’ve never had three orgasms before,” she says, giggling, causing aftershocks to roll through me. I moan at the sensation and lift my head that I buried in her neck while I was planting myself inside her, look down at her, and take in the look on her face. Committing it to memory. The first time I came inside her. The fact that I was able to give her three orgasms makes me feel like a king.

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