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Beau
“Yeah, baby, fuck that cock,” I groaned, holding onto Genevieve’s waist as she powered down on my dick so hard, I was going to come any second now.
And it was going to be fantastic.
Christ, just watching her take control as she rode it was enough to send me to the brink. Add in her huge, gorgeous, perfect breasts swinging right in front of my face, and it was surely a goddamn miracle I was still hanging on.
And I was.
But only by a thread.
Because the only thing better than exploding inside Geneviève, was watching her face as she came hard on my cock. Which she was imminently going to do. I could feel her tight pussy constricting around me, on the verge of an orgasm.
She made the sweetest, breathy moans when she was close. Then came her excited panting. After that it was only a matter of time before she gave in.
Tonight, she held on a bit longer than usual, and I was not complaining. Our bodies—still wet from our shower—slid against each other’s in the perfect rhythm she’d set up.
My lips found one of her nipples and I drew it into my mouth, teasing the hard bud with the tip of my tongue. She let out a long, desperate gasp, then increased her movements on top of me even more.
“Beau, yes, oh, Beau,” she muttered as her eyes peering down into mine. There was nothing sexier as when our eyes met during sex.
Nothing.
Looking into her dark eyes while she was in the throws of passion was a sight to be seen.
And one that I felt privileged to encounter.
Neverhad sex been this good for me.
I haven’t had this kind of connection with anyone else in my life.
My fingers replaced my greedy mouth, and I licked her other rock hard nipple into my mouth.
That was all she could take.
The walls of her wet pussy clenched in a vicelike grip on my cock, constricting so tight it made me grunt. “Come, honey. Yeah, come all over me while I blow my fuckin’ load inside you,” I growled out loud as she tossed her head back.
My orgasm shot up from my balls and pulsed into her relentlessly. Christ, I swear I saw sparks behind my eyelids as I yanked her hips down on me.
Hard.
“Squeeze my cock with your pussy, Geneviève, that’s right, baby. Just like that,” I grunted out between raspy breaths, struggling to get enough air into my lungs. She cried out in ecstasy while I lifted her hips up and down—again and again, driving myself inside of that perfect, tight, hot pussy.
Finally, she collapsed on top of me, gasping for breath as she laid on my chest. I stroked her back and kissed her forehead while we waited for the last of our spasms to leave us.
Never been this good.
That was all that ran through my head. My arms held her soft, warm body and I wanted this to last forever. “I love you, Beau,” she muttered into my chest, making me smile. Huge.
“Love you, too, Geneviève. Always.” The light, floral scent of her shampoo traveled up my nose and I took an even bigger sniff. A flash of light caught my eye, and I squinted at the nightstand.
Sienna: The results could be back tomorrow. For sure by Thursday.
Her message flashed on my screen. I quickly grabbed my phone and deleted it. How nice of her to message me in the middle of the night when she knows I’m probably with my woman.
Same old Sienna.