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She looks up at me with flushed cheeks and dilated eyes. “I think you were made for me, Laz.”
I relax a little and thrust deeper, and she moans in pleasure. I’m lost in those big eyes, my cock buried inside of her.
I think she’s fucking right.
10
Mia
I’ve heard a lot about sex, how it can be good, how it can be bad, how it’s messy, and how it’s wonderful. I wasn’t prepared for how beautiful a man would look with his cock buried inside me, or how strangely delicious it was to feel the stretch and burn of his thrusts.
I really wasn’t prepared for how vulnerable Laz looks as he thrusts carefully, covering my mouth with desperate kisses, and fisting his hands in the sheets.
“Bambi. Baby,” he moans, staring between us at the place where we’re joined. The thickness of him is almost shocking.
He pulls out suddenly and shimmies down between my thighs. “I need to make you come again,” he says, licking me urgently.
Pleasure shoots through me. My sensitized flesh is craving his touch, and he gives me what I need without mercy. My legs shake as my orgasm approaches, and he grips my thighs hard and doubles down. I remind myself to be careful, not to be loud, but then remember where we are and that I can do whatever I want.
I throw my head back with a loud cry and give in to my climax completely.
Laz moves up my body, and the moment I open my eyes, he plunges into me again. I gasp and wrap my legs around him.
“Can I cum in you?” he asks with a groan, and I nod and capture his face in my hands. I want to see what he looks like in the final moment. I bet he’s beautiful.
Laz groans harder and ups the speed of his thrusts, pulling all the way out and then plunging in again. That must feel insanely good for him because his cheeks flush and his breathing grows harsher. Then he thrusts deep and quickly, his tempo rising until he suddenly cries out.
“Fuck, Bambi.”
I feel his whole body go rigid and his cock spasm. Then he slumps slowly down on his elbows and kisses me woozily.
I twine my fingers through his, my left hand and his left hand, and our rings clink softly together. There’s a fierce longing in my chest. I want this man all to myself. I don’t want to share him with anyone.
“Was it a good first time?” he asks, pulling me tighter against him.
“The best,” I whisper, stretching luxuriously and fanning all of my toes.
“I’m glad, my beautiful wife.”
We order room service and eat burgers and fries with ketchup in bathrobes while looking out over the city. Only crawling into bed and settling down to sleep in each other’s arms when our eyes are heavy.
I’m so glad I ruined Mom’s partyis the last thing I think before I fall asleep.
In the morning, I wake in Laz’s arms and nuzzle closer to him. He murmurs sleepily, wraps his arms tighter around me, and kisses the top of my head. “Good morning, wifey.”
I laugh against his chest, giddy that the fantasy isn’t over just yet. Laz pulls me tight against his hips and I feel how hard he is.
“Let me wash your hair,” he says, stroking his fingers through it.
I wriggle against his erection, still feeling too sleepy to get up. “Are you sure you don’t want to stay in bed?”
“I can fuck you in the shower,” he points out.
And just like that, my pussy is one awake bitch.
The bathroom is huge and luxurious with a walk-in shower that has multiple jets. While he lathers up my hair, he asks me silly questions, like what my favorite odd food combinations are.
“Peanut butter and pickles,” I reply.
