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Just us opening up to each other.
No rules. Just passionate sex and sweet love.
As we were drying ourselves, a dark cloud floated over me. “I don’t want this to end.” I turned down my mouth.
What was I going to do about Crisp? I couldn’t bring myself to tell Drake. But there was that threat of Drake being taken from me.
How could I live with him?
“It’s been quite a night.” He smiled.
With just a towel around his waist, Drake brought a smile to my face, and all I could see was us and that moment, while pushing back those ugly thoughts crashing into my bliss.
Drake was my bliss.
He was my everything.
Did that make me weak?
I’d promised myself never to depend on anyone, but I’d never counted on falling madly in love either.
“Do nothing.” I held up my finger. “Stay the way you are.” I grabbed my phone and photographed him.
He laughed. “Hey. I’m not wearing anything.”
“You’re in a towel, silly.” I giggled. “Though I’d love a picture of your dick. Can’t you, like, make it hard again?”
He rolled his eyes. “I’m not sure I can do that. It’s tired, to start off with.”
I ripped off his towel, got on my knees, then sucked his dick until his veins throbbed against my tongue.
“There you are.” I rose and studied his dick like I might a work of art I’d created, since my mouth had contributed to the final result.
He looked worried suddenly. “Hey, what if your phone gets hacked?”
I took a couple of photos and laughed. “Then they’ll see a gorgeous, big fat dick, won’t they?”
“No face, though.”
“Do you want a picture of mine?” I lifted an eyebrow. “Or will it be too ugly?”
“You’ve got a fucking hot-looking pussy.” His face flushed again. Drake was one very horny male.
Good. As long as it’s all for me.
“Let me come first, so I’m dripping wet.” I smiled. “The way you like it.”
He groaned. “Now you’re turning me on again.”
I sat on the couch, opened my legs, and played with my clit while he held his dick. It was easy to come watching him, and like Drake, I seemed constantly aroused. But only with him because, before Drake, I used to question whether I even liked sex.
Studying the photo I’d just taken of myself, I pulled a face.
“I can’t understand how that would appeal to you.”
He shook his head. “Oh, it’s hot. Trust me.”
“Will you wank to it?” I slanted my head, wearing a little smile.
