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I whimpered as I rubbed my cheek against his, nuzzled his neck, and then brushed my lips against his.
“Wanted you like this for so long. Worth waiting for,” he murmured before kissing me.
The heat of his mouth, the intensity of our joining, it melted me, and I clung to him as he lifted his hips, fucking into me with slow, steady thrusts that made my eyes roll up, and my cock spurt pre-cum between us.
When I broke the kiss to sit upright again, I kept my eyes on his. His pupils were dilated, and his irises had softened. He was so beautiful, and my heart ached with tenderness for him.
“Daniel,” I murmured, my nipples taut, feeling so full of him, and needing even more.
“Mm?”
“I love you,” I whispered. It was cliché and maybe the worst time to declare myself in some ways, but in others it was perfect. I couldn’t hold back. Not when I was stretched out on him and shaking like a leaf, alive and full of electric feeling.
“I love you,” I said again, curling over him. I buried my face in his sweet-smelling neck. His hands moved desperately over my back and hips, his dick growing even stiffer inside me.
“Peter,” he groaned. “Fuck.”
I squeezed around him, and he quivered. “I love you,” I whispered in his ear, not because I wanted him to say it back, but because now that I’d said it, I couldn’t seem to stop. I needed him to know. I needed him to accept my heart. “I love you,” I murmured. “Iloveyou.”
“Peter,” he said, smoothing his hands up and down my back. “I love you too.”
I groaned and sat back, needing to see his eyes. “Tell me,” I demanded.
He took hold of my hands, holding them between us, and then pressed them to his chest where his heart pounded madly. “I love you.”
I fell down over him again, kissing his throat, his collarbones, and his ears.
“God,” he groaned, taking hold of my ass and plunging up into me. “Fuck, baby. Just…fuck.”
His breath rose and fell with mine and his heartbeat vibrated against my chest, answered by the thunder of blood rushing in my ears.
“That’s it, Peter. So good. You’re so fucking gorgeous.” He slid his hands between our bodies, rubbing and squeezing my dick and balls. I moaned, the sensation too much with him so big in my ass, and I pushed his hands away, shaking my head, but unable to utter any words as I hovered close to orgasm.
“It’s all right,” he whispered, gripping my ass cheeks and squeezing slightly, while grinding up into my hole. The pressure on my prostate grew more and more overwhelming, until I felt like I was going to burst into a dazzle of light and stars from the jolts of ecstasy coming from there.
I hung on the edge of coming for so long that I grew desperate, shifting every which way on his cock, whining, and finally just riding him as hard as I could, feeling turned inside out and strung out on urgent need.
I couldn’t hold off another second.
“That’s it,” Daniel whispered. “Come for me.”
I jolted, muscles seizing as I cried out. Heat roared through me. Sweat broke over my body. My eyes rolled back as ecstasy claimed me, and I surrendered to it blindly, spurting hard and rough. “Daniel,” I moaned, dragging my gaze back to his hot, desperate eyes for a dizzy moment. I ran my fingers through the white streaks of my cum splashed all over Daniel’s heaving chest and trembling stomach. I pressed the mess I’d collected to his lips, and he sucked my fingers clean with a hot, hungry tongue. I groaned and shuddered again, an aftershock rocking me.
“Yes, Peter. God, yes.” Daniel’s eyes glowed with lust as he grabbed my hips, thrust into me, and cried out, jerking again and again as he came. His eyes screwed closed, and his lips trembled as he whispered, “Fucking hell, that’s so good, baby. This…you…I need you.”
I clung to him, sweaty and panting. I needed him too.
Daniel stayed buried in me as long as he could. I shook on top of him, impaled on his thickness, and then hunched over, breathing in the sweaty scent of his neck. Moments later, after pulling out and removing the condom, Daniel tugged me close and held me tight. He whispered again and again, “I love you,” between still-fevered kisses. My skin sang as I lay on my back beside him, my legs still shaking from the intense orgasm.
Once he’d caught his breath, Daniel disposed of the condom in the trash can by the bed and cleaned us up. Given that I’d douched before leaving the house, that wasn’t as bad as it could have been. Sitting down beside me, he ran his hand over my hair, boinged a curl, and traced my mouth with his thumb. His brows knitted together, as he asked, “You okay?”
I gazed up at him, shuddering with aftershocks of shattering pleasure. Laughter bubbled up, and I curled into his arms, trembling against his warmth.
Daniel said, tentatively, “I think that’s a yes?”
I nodded and then kissed his neck and shoulders, kissed his collarbones and his Adam’s apple and his chin. “Yes,” I huffed against him. “Yes, I’m fine. No. Amazing. No. Awesomeandamazing, and more words like that.”
Daniel grinned. “You’re not sore?”
