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“I’ll hold you to that,” David said, sitting back on his heels and fixing me with a firm look that made my insides squirm in the best way. His hands gripped at my hips, pulling them to him as he started to thrust harder and faster.

“Ohhh, fuck,” I cried, grasping onto the sheets as David pounded into me. Another burst of precum spilled onto my stomach. I was so close to the edge already. Lightning fizzled up my spine with every single move.

“I’m so close,” I sputtered out, closing my eyes as pleasure thrummed through me. All it would take was just a tiny bit more…

“Not yet, baby,” David said, pulling out and leaving my channel grasping desperately at nothing.

“Pl-please.” My voice was broken, and I could barely speak. I could feel my orgasm sliding away from me. My eyes flickered open to see David smirking proudly at me.

“Not yet,” he repeated, folding my legs up and bending me in half, leaning down between my thighs to brush my lips with his.

I wanted to tell him how mean he was, but then David slid deep inside me again with one smooth movement, and I lost the ability to even think.

His moves were slower this time. But each one ground against every sensitive spot I had, reducing me to a whimpering mess. My body ached in the best way as sweat trickled down my neck. My whole body was on fire as David took me apart with every single thrust.

This time my orgasm crept up on me slowly, but the result was the same.

“I’m going to come,” I choked out, fisting my hands in the sheets and pushing back on his dick. Then suddenly David was gone, pulling out and lowering me to the bed, peppering my face with kisses. I was so overwhelmed I wanted to cry.

“You’re doing so good,” he whispered. “Feel so fucking good on my cock.”

“Please, David,” I begged. Two words was all I was capable of.

David rolled off me, sitting himself up next to me before beckoning me with a finger. My whole body felt boneless as I tried to sit up and crawl onto his lap. My chest pressed against his as I straddled his thighs, his cock pressing against my ass. I needed him inside me again, filling me up and pressing against all my sweet spots.

I reached around to grip his cock, sinking down onto him and groaning as he filled me again. David wrapped his arms around me, pulling me against him and nuzzling into my neck, licking the sweat from my skin.

“Fuck. You’re so amazing, baby. Love you so much.” He trailed kisses up my neck and along my jaw, slowly starting to fuck up into me. His lips were soft against mine, his kisses filled with nothing but endless love and desire. Each one was better than the last, and I reveled in them.

“Love you too,” I breathed, starting to move my hips in time with his thrusts.

We moved together, trading kisses and broken, whispered words. The friction on my cock from being trapped between us was incredible, and with every move David grazed my prostate, sending shocks of immeasurable ecstasy through my body. The familiar burn of orgasm was building, like a firework waiting to explode. The slightest spark would push me over the edge.

“Are you going to come for me?” David asked, one hand squeezing my ass as his teeth grazed my neck. “Come on, baby. I want you to come on my dick.”

David thrust up hard, nailing my prostate, and my whole world exploded into bliss, painting our stomachs with my release. My ass tightened as my orgasm raced through me, setting fire to every inch of me, and I could feel the moment David fell apart, crying out my name as he pumped his cum deep inside me.

I collapsed into his arms, my breathing ragged and my body floating on a cloud of sated happiness.

Soft kisses brought me back to awareness.

“Hey, sweetheart. Are you with me?” David’s voice was gentle and warm, and all I could do was smile and nod at him from my place on the bed. I didn’t quite remember moving from his arms to lie down, but as my body felt like jelly, I wasn’t going to question it.

“You okay?”

“Mmm-hmm,” I answered, opening my arms in the hope that he’d give me a hug. My wish was granted, and David snuggled in next to me, pulling me into his arms and allowing me to tuck my head into his neck.

“That was amazing,” I whispered, then hesitated. “Was it okay for you?” It was a stupid question to ask, but I still found myself asking it.

“Sweetheart,” he said, tilting my head up and fixing me with his gorgeous, dark eyes. “That was fucking incredible. You’re fucking incredible. I love you so much.”

“I love you too.”

We lay in silence for a while, both content to just lie there together. My fingers traced patterns up and down David’s chest. There were patches of dried cum on his stomach, and I knew we’d need to clean up at some point soon, but I didn’t really want to move. In my head, I was still turning over everything that had happened. Part of me was convinced this was a dream, and I was going to wake up alone in my bed surrounded by my regrets.

“I’m sorry,” I said, talking more to David’s nipple than to him. “For everything.”

“It’s okay,” he said, his hand caressing my spine. “That’s in the past. It’s history now. Everything is going to be okay.”

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