Page 83 of Subscriber Wars

“May I?” I ask him, the same way he did when he was removing my shirt.

He nods and I put a knee on the bed, climbing up so I’m straddling his legs again. I whisper, “No take backs.”

His voice is raspy. “No take backs.”

He palms my bare ass as I open the wrapper and roll the latex over his length.

His throat works as his eyes stay locked on my hands inching over his cock. “I can’t fucking wait to feel you wrapped around me,” he says, pushing down on my hands as if I’m taking too long to roll the condom on.

“Wh—”

I gasp when he pushes in, stealing my breath and my snarky comment.

“It’s just like I imagined,” he admits, his face tight and his dimple gone. “I knew it was going to fuck me up.”

I don’t know who he’s talking to but I feel like I should add that my vajayjay and I feel the same way as we stretch around him, his cock barreling in and out at a torturously slow pace. I may be on top, but clearly, I’m not the one in control here as he pushes my hips up and down exactly how he wants.

“Look at me,” he barks out, startling my eyes off his chest. “When my dick is inside you, you keep your eyes on me.”

I nod as a shiver races up my spine. He seems pleased by my lack of retort and pushes my hips up, driving me back down. My head falls back, and I remember his demand. I look down and find his eyes. His lips tip at the corners, offering me just a hint of a smile before he moves his hand and drags his finger down my lips. I nip at him, but he moves to my breasts and all thoughts go out the window.

“Ride me, Vee.”

His body relaxes into the mattress and both of his hands cup my breasts, massaging them before his fingers toy with my nipples until they’re peaked buds. “You still with me, Valentina?” I used to hate it when he called me Valentina. But now, hearing him say it all concerned and tortured, it’s my new favorite word.

My head drops forward, and I find his eyes. “I’m still with you.”

And then I show him how much by moving my hips backward and forward, until the muscles in his neck tighten and his breathing is shallow pants. His hands find my hips as I brace mine against his chest.

“I’m so close,” I tell him between gulps of air.

He picks up the pace and I don’t have time to brace myself as he swells inside me and I fold over his body, an orgasm ripping through me like a freight train. He grips my hips and holds me to him, not letting any space between us as he empties himself inside me.

We’re both sweaty as we lay there, dragging in as much air as we can.

“Come here,” he finally says, rolling me over and tucking me into his arm.

“Do you need a hug?” I tease.

He barks out a laugh. “I think I might, Vee. I think I might.”

University CamFlix Competition Submission

Entry Number: 75

Sebastian and Valentina

Final Interview, also known as the time this shitshow came to an end

“Where’s Sebastian?”

I look at Tom and fake a smile. “He had something come up. He’ll be here though.”

Tom doesn’t look like he believes a word out of my mouth. “Are you sure?”

No. “Yeah, I’m sure. This contest is important to him. He would never not show up.”

I don’t really know though.

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