She nodded and held his head still with both of her hands. “I mean it. I want to stay here with you.”
He put his forehead against hers, closed his eyes, and sighed. “My last.”
She nodded and whispered, “My last.”
He released a breath against her lips, and her heart squeezed because she too had the need to exhale, as if she could finally breathe again now that they both confirmed that this was it. No others, just them against the rest of the world.
Kissing her neck softly, he stroked her side. She had always been ticklish, and she jerked away from his touch. He chuckled against her neck. “Mmm, this is gonna be so much fun.”
His fingers trailed back up her side, getting the same result.
“I hate you,” Kayla said, but her declaration only made Duncan smile at her.
“Now don’t lie to me, wildflower. You know you love me.”
Feeling him stiffen at his own words, she rolled him over so she could straddle him and tickled his side. “Okay, buster, time to get punished.”
Smirking rather arrogantly, Duncan relaxed against her. “Buster? Jesus, Kayla.” He was immune to her tickling. “Yeah, you really got me now, buster.” Duncan winked. He was too cocky for his own good, but she knew just the cure for that.
Bending forward, she kissed his chest with soft, openmouthed kisses, trailing from one nipple to the other. She heard Duncan’s approval. “Mmm... Kayla.”
Traveling south, she took his semi-hard cock into her hand and stroked him. Duncan threw his head back into the pillow, closed his eyes, and moaned.
Shifting his hips, he thrust his cock inside her hand. She could feel him hardening beneath her fingers as she squeezed him. Unable to resist, she took his tip into her mouth.
“Fuck yeah.”
Kayla loved Duncan’s reaction. He was so responsive to her. Taking more of him into her mouth, she tried to see how much of him she could handle.
But he was so big, she had to put a hand on his base so she could work with the rest of his length. “I’m gonna blow soon, Kayla. If you don’t... want....”
She sucked even harder at his words, wanting him to blow, wanting to show him that she was in control. She could do with him what she wanted at this time.
“Yes... mmmm... yes, harder, Kayla... fuck yeah.” He laid his hand on her head, but he wasn’t pushing her. He curled her hair between his fingers and played with the strands as he thrust into her mouth.
Feeling him hardening even more on her tongue, she knew he was close. His smell, God, even his taste was intoxicating. She wanted all of him. She wanted him to come in her mouth. She wanted to suck his cum from his length, and she didn’t even care if she had to swallow or not. She needed for him to let go and totally luxuriate in what she was doing to him.
She reached for his balls and softly pulled and stroked them as they hardened. He fisted her hair as the warm shots of cum spurted in her mouth.
“Yessss... fuck yes.”
She quickly swallowed around him, and he tasted a bit salty, but she wasn’t disgusted. No, it was all him, and she wanted it.
“My God, Kayla. I... fuck, I’m so happy.” He had a goofy smile on his face, and she kissed his lips. Wrapping his arms around her, he squeezed her tight against his body. “Mmm, I’m never letting you go.”
“Good,” she whispered.