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Another thing I could let go: worrying about him breaking.
Wes trailed kisses down my neck, and I sighed in relief and pleasure. Relief showed on his own face as he kissed me, ecstatically moving down to my breasts. He grunted in pure pleasure as he took one of my nipples in his mouth, kissing it reverently.
Then he stopped and smiled. “Oh my God, I’m in heaven.”
I arched my back and moaned, begging for more.
I was wet now, aching for him. All the things I’d worried I wouldn’t be able to feel? I felt them, lighting up under Wes’s touch, his tender caresses and enormous, chiseled body. I didn’t think about anything but Wes and his rippling muscles and protruding manhood and having him inside me right now.
And the fact that he loved me back.
I slid my sex against his—his erection was thick, heavy, and wet at the tip, ready for me.
He slid my panties off and his body covered mine, protecting me from the rest of the world, claiming me. He kissed me again until we were both breathless and I felt dizzy. His erection rubbed against me, his body slick with my wetness. “Are you ready?”
“Yes.” He tenderly kissed me again. I ached against him—feeling overwhelmed with love and with longing.
I put my hands on his firm ass and guided him against my wet heat. He entered me slowly, inch by thick, marvelous inch.
We both sighed when he was all the way in. It felt so good.
He held my face gently in his hands as he began to thrust. I laughed and groaned in pleasure at the same time. Wes was huge, and I always felt like I was about to come as soon as he was inside me. This was no different. I cried out as he pumped his hips, absolute joy coursing through me because we were back together, bodies entwined.
“I missed this so much.” The cords in his neck stood out as he propped himself up with his arms.
I ran my hands down his chiseled chest, tracing one of his scars. He had got that from me, from protecting me.
He would’ve given his life for me, and he still would. I knew it.
But instead of feeling sad for that fact, or guilty, I felt grateful. I would do it for him, too.
I closed my eyes and opened myself up under him—all of me, my heart, my body, my soul. Relief coursed through me as I felt him love me, fierce and tender all at the same time. And when his thrusts got more insistent and I heard him moan, my body throbbed around his. I begged him to come inside me, to fill me.
“I’m not gonna last, babe—”
But I started to unravel then, my cries drowning him out. The orgasm hit me hard, tearing through me, blocking everything else out except the feel of him inside me, of our bodies fused together. Wes fucked me hard through my orgasm. Then he moaned and came in a torrent, his hot seed filling me, pushing me over the edge again. I cried out as my vision blurred, my body pulsing around his cock, greedily sucking him dry.
I don’t know when we stopped. I don’t know when I stopped yelling. All I knew was, when I finally came to, we were collapsed together in a sweaty pile of limbs and Wes was already snoring.
I gently pushed him off me, and he blearily opened one eye. “That was amazing. I love you so much.” He smiled at me—groggy, satisfied, and cocky.
I beamed at him. “It was amazing. And I love you more.”
He nestled me against his massive chest and kissed me. “G’night.”
Then he immediately started snoring again, and I giggled against him, feeling safe, warm, and utterly loved. “Good night.”
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WES
I was so psyched. My dick totally still worked.
Just to make sure, I asked Hannah if she wanted to check out the plunge pool the next morning.
She grinned at me, her hair wild and her skin glowing. “Uh, yeah. Of course I do.”
I picked her up and carried her outside.
