Groans my name as she comes.
I lick her through her orgasm.
But that's not enough. I need her coming again.
I give her a few seconds to catch her breath, then I plant my head between her legs, and I suck on her clit.
"Fuck." Her hands go straight to my hair.
She tugs like she can't stand how good she feels.
I keep her pinned to the bed as I suck on her.
She shudders. She shakes. She tugs at my hair.
Then she's there. She gets sweeter. Wetter.
I savor every fucking drop of her.
Then I pull back. Stand.
Kaylee watches with rapt attention as I strip out of my jeans and t-shirt.
Her eyes go wide as I push my boxers to my knees.
She nods please.
I climb into the bed. Onto her.
She wraps her arms around my chest.
I nudge her legs apart.
With one swift motion, I slide inside her.
Fuck.
She's so fucking soft.
So wet.
So mine.
She rocks her hips to meet me.
We fall into a rhythm, moving together, breathing together, hearts beating together.
I bring my lips to hers.
I kiss her as I fuck her.
And we stay locked like that, limbs tangled, tongues dancing, bodies moving together.
Until she pulls back to groan against my neck. To claw at my back. To groan my name again and again as she comes.
Fuck, the way she pulses around me—
I'll never get enough of that.