Petra
He loves me?Holy fuck!He loves me! Those were the very last words I expected to come out of his mouth, and I want so hard to believe them, but Claire warned me that men will say anything after they’ve come. And it doesn’t mean they loveyou, just that they love what they just did to you. And now I’m so confused, because I don’t know if I should say it back or put every wonderful statement he made into the ‘things said during sex’ box, never to be reopened or taken seriously.
“Hey, sugar. What’s wrong?” He runs the back of his knuckles lightly along my cheekbone.
“It’s silly,” I sniff, avoiding eye contact.
“Did I hurt you?”
“No. I mean, a little. But in a good way.” I give him a watery smile.
“Was it the love thing? Too much for you?”
“No. It was perfect. I just…” I press my lips together as I find the courage to say the words. “I don’t think you’re supposed to say that for the first time while your dick is still in me.”
The side of his mouth quirks then his chest bounces and he’s laughing. “OK, Sugar, I promise to tell you I love you again once I take my dick out of you.” The jolt of his body makes his penis shift inside me and ohhh, it feels good.
“Oh.” My eyes roll back in my head. “Don’t take it out yet.”
“Sugar wants some more?” He quits laughing and grinds his hips into me.
“Uh-huh.” I nod emphatically.
He grins and kisses me with passion. “So insatiable.” He nibbles at my ear. “I love it.”
“I love you,” I whisper, and he smiles.
“I thought we weren’t supposed to say that while I was balls deep in your sweet little cunt.”
I slide my hands down his back, dragging my nails over his flesh. “Maybe we can make an exception this once.”
“Hmm.” He rolls his hips. “Good, because I don’t think I’m coming out of here anytime soon.”