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“Perfect,” I say. It’s anything but perfect.
I lean in, my lips pressing to hers, and she falls down on the mattress as I position myself on top of her. Her one leg winds around mine. I’ve never been happier to be free-balling it under my sweats.
“We’re the stupidest people. You know that, right? What everyone must think of us.”
I press my finger to her lips, my other hand sliding her silk cami up and over her breasts. “We don’t care what other people think. All we need to think about is what we want.” I take one of her nipples into my mouth, my teeth scraping the sensitive bud.
Her hand weaves through my damp hair, her heels digging into my ass. “Bite me.”
I nibble on her skin, leaving a mark right above her nipple, and she groans, pressing my head into her breast.
“Harder.”
I find a new spot to torment, always loving that she’s just as into the biting and sucking as I am. I didn’t figure that out until right before she married Max. I bit her and she came. After that, it’s always been that way with us. Whether it was slow or fast, I’ve always marked her.
I grind my hard cock against her center, and she rocks into me, meeting me thrust for thrust. At some point, I raise up on my knees and she pulls me out of my sweatpants, palming my hard dick.
My lips hover above hers as I pull aside the silky fabric of her shorts, allowing the tip of my dick to pierce her opening. Kissing Val is like kissing no other woman. Feelings I’ve ignored for most of my life emerge, and for a moment while our hands explore and our tongues slide, I think that maybe we could win this fight.
Then I push all thoughts out of my head. Her soft skin is under my fingers and I roll onto my back, bringing her over to straddle me. She positions herself above me and my hands mold to her hips.
“Ride me?” I ask.
She takes no time to guide my dick back inside her warm entrance. She rocks over me and I latch my mouth onto a nipple, playing with the erect bud with my tongue before falling back onto the mattress.
I watch her above me. Her long hair is pulled into a bun on top of her head, she’s bare-chested, and her shorts are still slid over to make room for me. She’s so beautiful, I can barely stand to look at her with the thought that I might have to go months without seeing her again.
With my thoughts getting out of control again, I flip us back over and tear her shorts off her body, kicking off my own sweatpants. Kneeling on the bed, I use her ankles to pull her back to me, thrusting hard inside her again. The delicious friction does us both in and she grabs a pillow then scrapes her fingers along my torso like it’s killing her not to touch me.
“Dom,” she sighs.
My balls tense because my name coming off her lips is as hot as the sweaty mess she’s becoming under me. Somewhere in the mix, I fall on her, unable to resist kissing her again. The sweat mixes between us and my eyes are closed, my mind, my heart, and my soul filled to the brim with all things Valentina. She shatters underneath me. Two seconds later, I thrust, pumping into her and explode inside her.
I roll us over, and we lie on her bed on our backs until our breathing returns to normal.
“Hungry?” I ask, because it’s a reason to get me out of this room.
“If you’re cooking, always.”
I kiss her shoulder and crawl off the bed before grabbing my sweatpants from the floor. Before I leave the room, I’m about to ask if there’s anything in particular she feels like eating, but Val disappears behind the door of the bathroom.
I guess I’m not the only one who wants to pretend that the idea of ending this isn’t torture.
