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She kept her eyes locked on me as she pushed up and ran the head of my cock through her wet lips, and just feeling her warm center was almost enough to make me come. She deserved more than that, so I used every bit of willpower I had to control it as she slipped me inside her and slowly lowered down the shaft.
“Fuck,” I said when her ass pressed onto my lap and I was buried balls deep in her perfection. “You feel so fucking good, darlin’.”
“So do you,” she said as she kept her eyes locked on mine.
I wasn’t sure where her head was, so I sat up and wrapped my arm around her waist before kissing her. I wanted her to feel my love and not just my need, so I didn’t allow her to move until I felt her relax into me. When I was sure she was with me and not trapped in a memory, I placed my hands on her hips and lifted her up, leaving the head inside her and allowing her to lower at her own pace.
When I felt her pussy squeeze me, I thrusted my hips up and watched as she began to work herself up and down my shaft. She was so wet and so warm that I was straining to not come immediately. Her eyes never left mine as she increased speed, bouncing up and down faster and faster.
“Oh, fuck. I’m going to come,” she panted into the room, and I used my hands to help her move faster.
When she came, her pussy pulsed and squeezed my cock, and I’d never felt anything so good. “Colton,” she moaned, and hearing my name on her lips as her eyes rolled back in her head was like music to my ears.
When the last wave of her orgasm passed, she collapsed onto my chest, and I wrapped my arms around her and kissed the side of her head. I heard her giggle and encouraged her to sit up to see what was so amusing.
Smiling down at me, she remarked, “That was amazing.”
“More?” I asked, and she nodded her response.
I was still inside her, but if she wanted more, I would give it all to her. I linked our hands together and urged, “Ride me, darlin’.”
She began to rock and swivel her hips as she bounced up and down on my cock. Her perky tits bounced, and I released one hand and sat up to take her perfect breast into my mouth. Sucking deeply on her nipples, I felt her pussy squeeze me again and hoped we could come together. Moving her hands to my shoulders, I released her nipple with a popping sound before gripping her ass cheeks.
I rocked her back and forth as I thrust into her, and when I felt her pussy clamp down on me, I allowed the euphoria to overtake me. The tingling in the base of my spine was growing with each movement she made, and when she moaned my name loudly, I felt the dam break inside me.
I thrust up into her as she squeezed me tighter and, suddenly, the orgasm overtook me. “Stella,” I moaned as I had the most powerful orgasm of my life. I knew it was her who made it so monumental, and when I felt the last pieces of my soul reconnect, I looked into her eyes.
Hers were glassy, and I feared it was too much, but she stopped my unspoken question with a kiss and two simple words. “Thank you.”
I hoped she was truly okay as I rolled us to the side and kept my eyes locked with hers. She smiled and brushed her hand across my cheek as she said, “I love you.”
Kissing her, I pulled back to reply, “I love you too. So much.” She started to move away, but I pulled her back to me. “Let me get you cleaned up.”
She nodded, and I kissed her again before rolling out the other side and walking to the bathroom. I wet a rag and wiped the evidence of our lovemaking from my cock before rinsing it and walking back into the bedroom. She was watching the door and smiled brightly at me when I returned to the room.
I was delicate when I cleaned her before tossing the rag into the bathroom. Sliding back into bed, I pulled her close and whispered, “Are you okay, darlin’?”
She brushed her hand against my cheek again and replied, “I’m perfect. It was perfect.”
A wave of relief flooded me as I maneuvered to my back, and she placed her head onto my chest. I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her closer as we laid in the silent room. Kissing her on the top of the head, I felt her body relax in my arms, and a few minutes later, I heard her breathing even out and knew she was asleep.
I feared the nightmares might follow her into slumber, so for the next few hours, I held her close, listening for any signs of distress. When I felt she was okay from the nightmares, I allowed sleep to pull me under, knowing this would be the rest of our lives.
I was going to hold onto this night forever, and I prayed that nothing and no one tried to disrupt our happiness.
