“Too much?” I murmur, brushing my nose against hers.
She shakes her head. “No. I want more.”
Fuck.
I settle between her thighs again and push back in with a groan, burying myself deep, the stretch still tight, still perfect.
She wraps her legs around me, heels digging into my back, and I start to move, letting her feel every inch. Her fingers twist in my hair as I thrust again, harder this time.
She squeezes her eyes closed and lets out a moan. “Austin… you feel so good.”
I swear I lose my damn mind.
“You fit me like you were made for me,” I groan, my lips brushing her ear. “Every part of you is perfect. Mine.”
She tilts her hips and I slam deeper, hitting just the right spot. She gasps, her nails clawing down my back.
She lets out a desperate whimper, the sound crawling up my spine. “Austin—please?—”
I don’t even know what she’s begging for anymore. Doesn’t matter. I give her everything I’ve got. My hands grip her hips, my body flush against hers, and our mouths crash together between broken gasps and half-formed words.
She breaks the kiss, her head falling back against the pillow with a gasp.
“Austin—” she moans, voice high and desperate.
“I’ve got you,” I murmur, grinding my hips deeper, holding her through it.
Her back arches and she clenches around me, coming hard with a choked cry, shaking beneath me. Her lashes flutter, mouth parted, eyes squeezed shut like she’s falling apart at the seams.
“Fuck,” I groan, watching her lose it. “That’s it, baby. Let go.”
She shudders again, her pussy squeezing around me—and that’s all it takes.
Her orgasm tips me straight over the edge.
I groan her name against her lips, thrusting deep one last time before I come, everything inside me unraveling at once. My entire body tightens, my hips stutter, and I ride it out slow, still buried in her.
She clings to me, her arms tight around my shoulders, and her breath shaky against my neck.
Neither of us moves for a long moment as the pleasure courses through us. Eventually, we catch our breath and collapse onto the bed.
I wrap an arm around her and pull her toward me. I kiss her temple. Then her cheek. Then the tip of her nose where her freckles are the most pronounced, because I can’t help it.
She laughs, fluttering her eyes closed. “You’re clingy after sex.”
“Yeah, I am,” I admit, brushing my lips over hers again. “Can’t help it. I can’t seem to get enough of you… and I don’t want to.” I press another kiss to her forehead, my hand tracing slow circles down her spine. “I love you,” I whisper.
Her eyes blink open, blue and soft and sleepy. She smiles so softly it makes my chest ache. “I love you too,” she says quietly.
I tug the blanket over us and tuck her against my chest. “Good,” I murmur, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “Because I’m not letting you go.”
She curls closer, and as her breathing evens out, I stare at the ceiling, completely wrecked in the best way.
I close my eyes with a smile on my face, knowing that I could do this forever.
Just me and her.
My Cherry.
