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“Imagine Nova is here,” he whispers. “Riding your mouth as I fuck you.”

I can barely breathe. I can picture her so vividly it’s almost as if she is here.

I reach out and pull him closer. I need him now. I need him inside me.

Sam meets my eyes, then looks down, lust dripping from his features as he watches himself enter me.

The expression on his face drives me wild.

I know I shouldn’t – empathing during sex is usually taboo – but I can’t help it; I let my guard down and allow his feelings to wash over me.

He’s horny as fuck.

He wants me.

Hard.

And all the other feelings that were plaguing him seem to have faded into the background.

Knowing how much he wants me is like a drug. It makes my entire body light up with lust.

I comb my fingers through my hair, biting my lower lip as Sam starts to fuck me.

Then I run my palms up his chest, over the silvery scars that pepper his skin.

I dip one finger into his mouth and he sucks it.

Then I start to fist my dick.

Sweat glistens on Sam’s torso. He is panting, fucking me harder and faster and with a rhythm that says he’s chasing release and needs it as soon as possible.

I brace my hands on his hips, try to make him slow down because I don’t want it to be over yet, but he meets my eyes and the molten arousal swimming in them makes me growl, “Fuck it. Come inside me. Now.”

He cries out and fucks me harder, leveraging his weight onto my legs so he can slam into me.

My orgasm starts to build as the pressure becomes almost unbearable.

I increase the rhythm on my cock, matching Sam’s.

I’m going to come.

And so is he.

He’s still fucking me when he thrusts his fingers into my mouth. Four of them.

My eyes widen. Fuck that feels good.

I bite down on his hand. Not hard, but hard enough that it sends an extra jolt of pleasure skittering down my spine.

When Sam comes, his entire body stiffens, then he leans forward, panting.

I kiss his neck, and his lips, then run my hands down his chest.

Pulling his cock free from my ass, he dips his mouth back to my cock and takes it deep inside.

When I hit the back of his throat, he gags, but doesn’t stop.

He devours me. Every inch. And makes me feel like a fucking god as his groans tells me how much he loves my dick.