He kissed me hard. This time I responded and soon I was on fire for him. He was groaning and his hands were under my shirt, tugging at my nipples as he rubbed his hard cock into my stomach. Suddenly, my feet left the ground, and he sat me on the sink. He tore his mouth away from mine. “I need you now.”
He shoved up the long skirt I had on and tore my panties along the seam. I cried out as he threw them on the floor. He yanked down his zipper and pushed his jeans and underwear down enough to get his cock out.
He was hard and the precum was smeared all over the head of his cock. It was dark red, and the veins were standing out. He grabbed my hips and pulled me to the edge of the counter and sank into me in one bold stroke. I bit my lip to stop from moaning out loud as he filled me. His mouth was kissing and sucking down my neck as he pounded in and out of me. He was breathing hard as he took me there on that bathroom counter. All I could do was lean back to give him a better angle. He moaned and sank a little deeper.
He took one hand and ran it down to my clit which he circled and teased several times. The combination of that along with my horniness and his amazing cock was too much. I was close in no time and I knew I was going to come. “I’m so close. Oh God, Donovan, harder,” I begged him.
His pace picked up and he was smacking into my clit every time he sank into me. That and the circling on my clit sent me tumbling over the edge. His mouth took mine to keep me from screaming down the hospital. I was milking his cock and trembling. He kept moving inside of me, sustaining my orgasm. He came a few seconds later, and he flooded my pussy with his warm cum. He grunted into my mouth and jerked over and over. When we were both able to think and move again, he gave me a gentle kiss. “I love you, Ilara. We can do this. I know we can. Just be patient with me, okay?”
“I love you too, Donovan. I’ll work hard to be patient.”
He reluctantly pulled his softening cock out of me. He grabbed a washcloth and got it wet, so he could clean me then himself up. Once he was done, he pulled up and zipped his jeans and lowered my skirt. He carried me into Hope’s room. She was still dead to the world. He laid me down on my cot and then got on his. He got as close as he could and wrapped his arms around me. His sweet kiss was the last thing I remembered before I drifted off to sleep.