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But here I was, opening myself up to him and trusting him to guide me through this.
His arms hooked under my knees, pushing my legs up as his chest pressed down on me. He kissed me as his hand moved between us. I tried not to tense up but this was all new and a bit scary. I mean, his dick was a lot bigger than his fingers, that was for sure.
“Look at me,” he said and I hadn’t realized that my eyes were screwed shut tight. “I’ll go slow. If it’s too much, tell me and we’ll stop.
Then he was pushing into me. I took slow, deep breaths in and released them until all the air was pushed out of my lungs.
“Shit,” he said as his hips worked back a little then continued forward again.
He stretched me with such slowness that I thought I was going to go crazy. It hurt and felt strange at first, but the moment he bottomed out, all I wanted was for him to pull back and do it again.
“You good?” he asked, his hips still pressing into the backs of my thighs.
“Move Chris. I need you to move.”
Then he was, fucking me with a slow kind of rhythm that was also forceful. My hips tilted up as my legs moved to hook around his back.
This…this was much better. He was close to me and I could see his face as he worked me. I could see how I made him feel. I wanted to touch my weeping dick but I didn’t want to take my hands off of him.
“Ky,” Chris whispered and I could feel him start to throb and swell inside of me.
He shifted slightly and started working me harder. My body jerked alert at the new sensation and before I knew it, I was calling out his name feeling my own release hanging right on the edge.
“Come now, Chris,” I demanded because I was about to.
“Ky, shit. I love you,” he said deep and raw as he slammed hard into my ass and stilled.
His body pressed down onto mine, trapping my cock between us as he kissed me. That was all it took, my dick exploded and I swore I’d never come so fucking hard in my life.
“Shit. Shit. Fuck, Chris,” I grunted out.
I had no words. I wondered why the hell I had been so afraid of this. It was not only amazing but beautiful and mind-blowing too.
“You good?” he asked kissing my neck.
“I just came without touching my dick. I…had no fucking idea that could happen.”
He laughed, his warm breath tickling my neck.
“I love you, Chris.”
“I love you, too, babe.”
“I can’t move but I really need a shower. So much cum…so, so much cum.”
His hand slapped down on my chest as he sat up.
“Yeah, I can feel it.” He smiled down at me, his face beautifully open, his eyes twinkling light with a hint of honey on the inner rim.
“So that wasn’t a one time thing, right?” I asked almost a little too excitedly.
“No, most definitely not. But you’ll probably need a few days before we do it again,” he said shaking his head with amusement.
I captured his hand as he moved to get out of the bed. His head turned, his eyes curious as they looked into mine.
“I’m glad I stayed,” I whispered past my dry throat.
It was an odd statement, but as simple as it was, it meant so much to both of us.
All those times I needed to run but wanted to stay. All those times he presented it as a nonchalant option. All the times that he made it a pleading demand.
I loved him and I was fucking thankful that he came crashing into my life. Sure he shook things up for a while, but now everything felt perfect and complete.
