“Sit on my cock, baby. I need to be inside you.”
She gnawed more on that lower lip. “Did you like it?”
I closed my eyes and groaned. “My God, sweetheart. Look at this fucking hard-on I have for you because of what you were doing.”
She smiled and sank down on my cock.
Sweet fucking Jesus. I had come home.
“Now fuck me, baby,” I said. “Ride my cock. Ride me all the way home.”
She lifted off of me and plunged back down. My skin tingled, my nerves sizzled, every cell in my body prepared for an orgasm.
“That’s right. Fuck me, baby. Fuck me hard.”
Her beautiful tits bounced as she fucked me, and I reached for them, thumbing her erect nipples. She sighed beneath my hands. Still fucked me hard.
She was an angel above me, her blond hair falling in waves over her soft shoulders. Her green eyes were closed.
She bit that luscious lower lip of hers, always ruby red and ready to be kissed.
“God, baby. You’re so beautiful.”
She fucked me harder, and then…one of her arms slithered down to her abdomen, and she began stroking.
I nearly exploded into her then. So beautiful, watching her touch herself. I groaned. “Baby, I can’t believe how gorgeous you are.”
Her fingers slowly padded over her folds and her opening, which was slick with juices. She rubbed herself while continuing to fuck me.
I hoped she would come soon because I was nearly there. I gritted my teeth, trying to hold back, not wanting it to end because her gyrating hips pushing up and down on my dick felt so good.
And then—
“Oh!” She forced her beautiful pussy down on my cock.
That was the end for me. I spewed up into her, releasing everything into her, my heart, my body, my soul. All into this beautiful woman.
Melanie. My Melanie.
I closed my eyes, thrusting my hips up into her, milking every last drop from my cock.
“Melanie.” I opened my eyes.
Her long hair was plastered in damp strips to her creamy body.
“I love you,” I ground out.
Her orgasm was still reeling, her eyes still closed, her body still shuddering above mine. God, she was beautiful. Her body was covered in a shiny coat of dew.
So perfect.
She pulled herself off me, and immediately I felt that sense of loss. But soon she was snuggling in my arms, her head tucked into my shoulder. I wrapped my arms around her.
How perfectly she fit against my body, like we’d been created to slide together. No one had ever felt so good against me, as if she were cut perfectly to fit my mold.
And in my heart, my soul, the deepest marrow of my bones, I knew no one ever would again.
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