“You’re going to take all of my cum, aren’t you, my sweet, sweet girl?”
I breathe out, “Yes.”
We stare into each other’s eyes as I shatter, but he’s right behind me. I swear both of our orgasms last forever, and he does as he said he would and fills me with his cum. The chances of me getting pregnant are slim, but there’s a voice in the back of my head that wishes that it might happen.
Jafar’s mouth covers mine in a kiss that says how he feels. He loves me. He loves me! It’s on the tip of my tongue to say the words, but something holds me back. Maybe it’s because I’m afraid of ruining the moment. Besides, when the time is right, I’d like to think that I’ll know. Instead, I snuggle against Jafar, holding him close.
The next morning, I wake up to Jafar going down on me.
“Time to go, sleepyhead.”
I open my eyes. “Do we have to leave?”
I’m not ready to leave this place and get back to the real world, especially since I feel like there’s so much that Jafar and I need to figure out, but he got word that he’s needed in the city. Which means our vacation is ending whether we want it to or not.
“Unfortunately, duty calls.”
I groan but sit. “Do I have time to shower?”
Lust fills his eyes, and he takes me by the hand. We’re both grinning as he undresses. So what if we’re a little late?
Two hours later, we’re in the back of the SUV, and I’m straddling Jafar, full of his cock.
“I wasn’t sure I’d ever want to wear a skirt again,” I admit, as I pepper kisses down his jaw. “But I’m glad you bought me one.”
He rocks into me, and we both groan.
“I’m so fucking glad I did, too.” His finger finds my clit. “I’m even more glad you aren’t wearing panties. Want to know what makes me the happiest of all?”
“What?”
“It’s that I can feel my cum inside of you even now.”
My face flames, but I can’t deny that his words make me hot all over.
“You’re going to be feeling it drip out of you for days.”
My breath hitches as my orgasm gets closer.
“Does it turn you on knowing that I’m full of your cum, Malik? That you’re the only person who’s been inside of me like this.”
He lets out a sound somewhere between a groan and a growl. “Fuck yeah, it turns me on. Hearing my name come out of your mouth might be the biggest turn on there is, though.”
Leaning forward, I nip his earlobe and whisper. “Fuck me, Malik Jafar. Put a baby in me.”
Goosebumps lift on his skin, and he turns his head, kissing me. We’re fucking in earnest now, and I can’t stop the sounds of pleasure that I’m making. Jafar’s teeth sink into my shoulder, where he bites down. I cry out as my pussy clamps around his cock. Jafar nips at the peak of my breast as he finds his own release. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I kiss him.
“I don’t want to go back,” he admits.
“Me either.” I bite my bottom lip. “Tell me everything is going to be okay when we get back there.”
“It will. I swear it.”
I search his gaze. “There’s so much that we need to talk about. Things I feel like we’ve both pushed aside these past few days.”
“You’re right. But I swear we’re going to figure this out.”
“Okay.”