Page 92 of Every Move You Make

He stills, allowing me to accept his size. “I’m all the way in, baby.”

My entire body shivers as a cold sweat takes over. “You swear?”

“I swear,” he smiles and kisses me more. “You have me. I knew you could do it.”

This tenderness and praise from this man is sending me into a frenzy of emotions I can’t make sense of. But I know that I like it.

I like it a lot.

I like his cock dragging in and out of me like he’s testing the waters. I like that even with a cool morning breeze I can still feel the heat of his body. I like that he’s kissing me through every unhurried thrust. I like the way he’s slowly losing his mind and whispering nonsense into my temple. I like the way he licks the sweat off my neck.

He likes the way I wrap my legs around his waist and urge him to go faster—to go deeper. He likes the way I claw at his broad back and dig my fingers into his ass. He likes the way I force my hand between our stomachs to grab my cock and stroke it. He likes the way I moan his name for all of nature to hear.

“I’m so close, Dell.”

“Me too,” he rasps and sits up, smacking my hand away and grabbing my cock to stroke me hard and fast. My knee is way up, and he watches where we’re joined like he’s committing it to memory. I hold my other leg and with both knees up, his rock-hard length hits against my prostate mercilessly until I’m falling over the edge.

“Yes, baby,” he growls. “Come for me just like that.” Hot pulses of cum shoot out, covering my chest and his handas he jerks me. His pumping speeds up until he’s falling too, his thrusts faltering as he spills his release inside me.

A drop of his sweat falls from his forehead, landing on mine, and he collapses over me. “Tell me again,” he exhales, and I kiss him for being so damn good to me.

“I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

Dell pulls out after we lay there for a while, breathing in each other’s bodies and calming our racing heartbeats. The condom is discarded and pulls me into his arms, kissing my forehead as we lay on our sides.

“How do you feel?” he asks.

I sigh blissfully. “Really good. Like I waited until the exact right time to do this.” There’s a strange pause, and I open my eyes to catch him with a tear slipping down his cheek. “What’s wrong?”

“I’m just really happy I could do this for you.Bethis for you.”

“Baby,” I whisper, holding him tighter. “You were amazing. I could not have asked for a better first time.”

He sniffles. “All I wanna do is make you happy.”

My own tear spring free. “I feel the same way.” I close my eyes for a slow, gentle kiss. “You and her.”

Dell nods against my lips. “And her.”

“I was thinking…”

“Yeah?”

“Could we take a picture?” I ask and immediately regret it because it’s so stupid.

“Of course, baby,” he smiles and reaches above our heads for his phone and opens the front-facing camera. “Say cheese.”

Chuckling, I close my eyes as he plants a kiss on my cheek and snaps a few pictures.

“Like that?” He asks, showing me the cutest fucking couple I’ve ever seen on his screen.

“Yeah,” I smile.

“Let’s send it to her.” He shoots it off in a text to Robyn. Immediately the image has a little heart at the corner and a text follows below it.

Robyn: Aww. What are you guys doing?

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