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He goes deeper and circles his arse, trying again to stretch me open. I get my first taste of pleasure and I can’t help but smile up at him.
His eyes open and see me. “You like that?”
I nod.
He does it again, and my smile grows.
“God, I do like that,” I rasp.
“What about when I do this?” He moves forward with force, almost winding me.
I frown, but not because I’m in pain, and Spencer circles again forcing me to smile.
He grabs my ankle and wraps my leg around his hip, and then he begins some kind of heavenly circular rhythm, while I feel like I’m going out of my damn mind.
His lips descend on mine, his hands finding their way underneath my behind as he lifts my body onto his so his dick is deep inside me… stretching me in ways that feel impossible.
Something deep inside begins to build, and I grip his shoulders to get closer to him. “Spence?”
“I know, angel. So fucking good.”
Our bodies begin to slap together, and I suddenly lurch forward, overcome with a feeling. I shudder and moan deeply, feeling a release from deep within me.
“Oh… fuck.” He groans, and he begins to hit me hard.
Slap, slap, slap goes our skin.
His eyes roll back and then he holds himself still, deep within me, unable to stop the sound of ecstasy leaving his lips.
I smile and cling to him. Did he just…?
He drops his head to my shoulder, and the two of us lay there panting. I can feel his heart beating hard against mine.
“You didn’t tell me you were in the Guinness Book of Records, too.” He pants.
“What for?” I frown.
“The most perfect sex of all time.”
He kisses me and holds me close, making me feel overcome with emotion.
He holds me tight as we pant and our hearts beat hard.
This feels special and intimate and I smile broadly as a silly thought crosses my mind.
“And just like that, Dolce fucked Gabbana.”
Spencer bursts out laughing and rolls off me, falling beside me as his deep belly laugh breaks the tension.
I smirk and lean on my elbow, resting my cheek in the palm of my hand. “What?”
“I think it’s Gabbana who fucked Dolce.”
I giggle; his joy is infectious. “Yeah, well, shut up or I’ll do it again.”
* * *
I wake to the feeling of his warmth behind me, and I smile sleepily, relieved to know he’s still here.
