Rashad suddenly jerks away, but before I can even moan in protest and demand that his head be back between my legs, it's his other head that's now nudging against the swollen folds of my drenched flesh.
Uh...oh...uh...oh...
His thick, thick cock plunges hard and deep into my sobbing, shuddering pussy, and when his huge, huge member rips past my hymen—-
My brain shuts down as Rashad starts pounding into me, but since Mariah Carey seems to have taken a break, it's Beyoncé who ends up coming to my rescue as Crazy In Love's catchphrase plays over and over in my mind.
Uh...oh...uh...oh...uh...oh...you...know.
My dazed gaze takes in the harsh look of need on Rashad's handsome face, and as our eyes meet, he says hoarsely, "I love you—-"
The die-hard romantic in me just, well, dies, and as my body shatters in pleasure, all I can do is whimper the same thing over and over.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.