I’d never get tired of hearing her call out my name.
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Raelynn
I pressed the pillow against my face as he buried himself between my legs. He bent them forward, pressing my knees against my chest with his forearm. His fingers filled me, pumping as I reached my peak of ecstasy. Fire ignited behind my eyes and all thoughts of traveling fell away from my mind. All I thought about was him. How me made my heart soar. How he made my soul complete. And as my toes curled deeper with every stroke of his tongue, I wailed into the pillow.
“Clint, that’s it. Right there. Right there. Right the--”
My body locked out and my legs fell hard against the mattress. I felt the pillow being ripped away from my face before his lips fell against mine once more. I kissed him deeply. I licked myself off his skin. And as he eased his aching dick inside my body, it solidified what I was thinking.
I couldn't travel without him.
I wouldn't.
My nails slid down his back. I felt every single muscle on his body rolling and jumping for my pleasure. We moved as one, our eyes never parting. I felt his heart beating against my chest, matching the rhythm of my own. I breathed the air he afforded me. I couldn't stop smiling up at him. With my legs locked around his waist, I fell deeper into the boy I loved.
Oh, no, no.
The man I loved.
“You’re perfect, Rae.”
I gasped. “Clint, please.”
“I’ll never leave you behind. Never.”
“Clint, yeah.”
“You’re mine. Always. Until you tell me to leave.”
“Never. Don’t leave me. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I--”
He growled. “Stop it. Tell me what I long to hear.”
His hips snapped against mine before he ground his pelvis into my aching clit.
“I love you, Clint.”
He grunted. “Again.”
“I love you so much.”
“Louder.”
“I love you! Oh, fu--”
His mouth swallowed my sounds while his tongue explored me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down against my body. I couldn't get enough of him. I needed him closer. I needed him filling every part of me. The way he kissed me. The way he fucked me. The way he made love to me. I needed it in my life.
I needed him in my life.
He rolled us over and I straddled his hips. I ground deeply against him, with my hands against his chest. I smiled down at him as my hair curtained us off. He rose up, capturing my lips as his arms cloaked my back once more. He bucked against me, filling me as his cock grew against my walls. And as I rocked my body against his, our movements became one.
We became one with each other.
“Rae.”
“Clint.”