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“Sem,” he groans, his eyes rolling back into his head when I sit on him completely. He’s breathing deeply, his chest rising and falling with stuttered breaths. I trace the ribs beneath his skin as my gaze blurs.
“Are you okay?” he asks, his eyelids fluttering open and taking in my watery eyes. “That was too fast. You need to be careful, Sem. This is not a competition. This is supposed to be enjoyable.”
My voice trembles. “Nah, I didn’t want to wait. Wanted to feel you inside of me. Wanted all of you. Tell me you like it. Tell me you like being inside me.”
Maggie’s hands flex against my thighs and he smiles up at me. “I do. I so do. It’s different, because I’ve never done this before, but I like your weight on me and you feel so good. Everything you do makes me feel good.”
I press my hand against his throat, squeezing it gently, and Maggie’s eyes widen and darken with lust.
I take a deep breath and then shift my whole body up, dragging his cock through my tight channel until he’s right at my entrance and then sink back down on him.
He moans my name, and that alone is almost enough to push me over the edge.
Never in my life did I think I’d be so lucky.
* * *
My hands slide through Maggie’s hair as he sleeps. He’s sprawled completely naked across my chest, and I sigh in contentment.
The sounds he made earlier. It was bliss just listening to them. We will do that again, even though my ass twinges at the thought.
Shit, but Ilikedit. Knowing he was inside of me, stretching me, marking me.
I want to fuck him raw next time. Want him to come inside of me. Want to feel it for days after. Want him to claim me as his.
Man, I’m so screwed. I have it so bad for him. He doesn’t even know what he does to me.
Maybe I should just kidnap him and force him to marry him. Then he’ll be stuck with me forever.
He sighs against me and makes adorable sleep noises.
I trace the freckles that line his nose and then let my finger move to his lips. Those lips that are slightly swollen from my teeth raking over them.
“Mm, Sem, why are you still awake?” he asks groggily.
I fucked him so good he can’t even open his eyes. Damn, that pleases the caveman inside of me.
“Go to sleep,” I mutter, and he shimmies up my torso, pressing his face into my neck. I can feel his breath tickle my skin as I pull the sheets up, tuck them around us, and finally let my eyes close.
* * *
Maggie’s moaning my name as I rail into him the next morning. He woke up eager and hard, and when he saw me in the kitchen, clad only in an apron, he jumped on me. Nearly burned my hand on the stove. It would have been worth it because right now, his legs are over my shoulders as he writhes under me, his back plastered on top of the kitchen table.
God, he looks good like this. Needy. Flushed. Hard.
I reach out and clutch the back of his neck, pulling him in for a filthy kiss.
I love how bendy he is, how he can just fold himself in half.
He gasps as I hit that spot inside of him just right, and he clutches onto my arms tightly.
“Sem. Sem. Sem.”
He’s chanting my name like I’m some kind of god, and I grunt my satisfaction. He’s close, I can tell. I love watching him come undone. Love the smell of him.
“You going to sketch this?” he gasps. “Going to sketch me being fucked by you?”
“Hell yeah,” I mutter as I lift his hips up a little and tunnel inside of him.
