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Still, I kept thrusting, my cock going in and out, my finger working her, determined that she should prolong it, get as much as shecould.
When she came down from her high, she gave me a shy smile. I flipped us over so I was on my back and she was on top of me. “Rideme.”
She positioned herself over me, then sunkdown.
“My body is yours. All of me is yours. Do with it as youwish.”
My heart sped up, and I panted, watching her head thrown back, her fingers on her nipple, as she guided herself up and down me. That wild hair went everywhere. She licked her finger, sliding it down her front until she reached her clit. With one hand on her nipple and the other on her clit, my girl got herself off. I grabbed her ass, letting her guide the tempo, I just wanted to feel her work meover.
And work me over she did. My cock strained inside her, but I fought it off. My balls jerked up, wanting toexplode.
No.
Keep itgoing.
I knifed up so that we were nose to nose and kissed her—tongues touching, lips fused, breath coming out faster and faster as she moved up and downme.
“You got any more in you?” I asked against hermouth.
“Yeah.”
“Keep doing whatever you need, babe. You have no idea how much I love watching you getoff.”
Love watching her,period.
“We are spiritual beings, trapped in physical bodies,” she gasped out, bouncing on my cock, her little nipples going up and down. “And as spiritual beings, we want to have these physical experiences. The agony and the ecstasy. And with this connection, ohfuckkkk—”
Her eyes darted open and then clamped shut and she shook, her finger rapidly circling her tit and herclit.
I loved all her hippie-girl talk, but I loved it more when she forgotit.
The orgasm rippled through her body like the air around an engine, making hershimmer.
When she finished, I gently pressed her back into the bed and took over. I knew she said we’d have more chances together, but I wasn’t gonna waste any moment I had with her. I wanted her to know she was mine. I wanted her to feel me tomorrow. To know that no one cared about her as much as I did, and the only way I knew how to tell her was to show her with my body while worshiping every part of it Icould.
My dick got impossibly long and hard, sliding in and out of her, so slick, so wet. And I knew, I just knew, I wasgonna—
Come.
Boom.
Milking into her, I let go. Now it was my turn to be overtaken, my reaction setting off waves and waves of mind-blowingpleasure.
I gasped out my release, then fell onto her. She wrapped her legs around mywaist.
When I settled down, she curled into me and I played with her hair. “I could get used to this,” Isaid.
“Metoo.”
* * *
In the morning,I woke up, wrapped in a naked Dani sandwich again, her legs around mine, her arms over my chest. I’ve never seen a prettier sight than her blinking blue eyes saying, “Good morning, baby,” as she squeezed metight.
I stayed the rest of theweekend.
* * *
When I left Monday morning,to go grab clean clothes for class, I stepped out onto the street and ran intoGustavo.
