How I love when she wears dresses…
“Do you have any condoms?” She asks, unbuttoning my jeans. “What if the IUD doesn’t work or something…”
“The doctor said it was good, didn’t she? I know, because I was there.”
She nods, just a few quick shakes of her head.
“And we got our test results back…” I continue, sliding my hand from her ass to her pussy, finding her soaked through the lace of her panties.
“Uh-uh,” she whimpers
She pulls on my boxers, and my already hard cock falls free against my stomach. She bites her lips, when I push the lace to the side and slide two fingers inside her warmth. Her head falls back and I pull on her dress with my free hand, revealing the laced pale pink piece of heaven that has been hiding underneath, holding her magnificent breasts.
My cock throbs.
She lifts her hips higher, pushing my fingers out.
There’s no time to argue as she straightens my cock up, and starts to push herself down.
It’s been five days since the last time I’ve been buried inside her. Since she had her IUD put, because she felt some pain, and I didn’t want to rush or hurt her.
And I could come the second she sits herself completely, her clit pressing against the base of my cock, her ass flushed against my thighs. Just us. No barrier between us.
“You feel so good, sweetness,” I rasp the moment she slowly lifts herself back up. “I can’t wait to feel you come. I can’t wait to feel you clench and flutter around me.”
A sound between a moan and a whine escapes her throat as her pace quickens. Her body always reacts when I talk to her.
“Ride me, baby,” I groan in her ear. “Ride me until you can’t move anymore because you’re coming too hard, and then I’ll fuck the orgasm out of you.”
I pull down on her bra, revealing her tight pink nipples. My lips close around it, sealing it and sucking it in my mouth as my thumb goes to rub her clit.
I’ve had plenty of time to roam her body, to learn how to make her come at least twice before she becomes overwhelmed and too sensitive.
Suddenly, her thighs lock down around mine, and her hands claw at my chest through my tee-shirt, her sweet moans filling the car. Her pussy clamps down on my cock and my hips spurge to action, pushing myself insideher in quick hard thrusts.
I feel my balls tighten and a zap of current at the bottom of my spine and I fall over the edge with her, my thrusts stuttering but not stopping, helping her ride the waves of her unbelievably strong orgasm.
She finally relaxes against me with a satisfied sigh, only shivering when I move or at the brush of my hands on her back and naked thighs.
“I love you,” she whispers in the crook of my neck, and I tense under her. “I didn’t mean to tell you now. When I accepted to go on the weekend with you—albeit, about fifteen minutes ago—I figured it would be a good time to tell you. There. But I don’t seem to be able to stop myself when I’m on a post-orgasm high…”
“Take it back sweetness.”
She freezes, her hands going slack on my chest.
“I can’t take it back,” she whispers sadly.
“Take it back so I can say it first.” I lift her head and plant a kiss on her parted lips.
“Okay…”
“I love you,” I say between kisses. “I’ve loved you for way too long for it to be healthy because you weren’t even here for most of that time.”
She giggles against my lips. “Can I cancel the take back?” I nod. “I love you too.”
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