Page 54 of Do-Over with my Ex


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When the orgasm faded, I gasped, breathing hard.

He retrieved his fingers and stood on his knees, pulling his boxers down.

His cock was thick and hard, ready for me, with the tip slick with lust.

His eyes were dark when they locked on mine, and he crawled over my body.

He planted kisses on my stomach, my ribs, and finally, my breasts as he moved his way up.

When he sucked a nipple into his mouth, he dragged his erection across my thigh, and I shivered at the feel of his sex against me.

I moaned when he moved to the other nipple, licking a circle around it before sucking it into his mouth.

I squirmed and writhed in pleasure on the floor. My body still hummed in the aftermath of the orgasm, and I shivered and whimpered, my breath coming in shallow, ragged gasps.

When Lorenzo kissed me on the mouth, he pushed his head against my entrance, and I held my breath.

I let it out in a long moan when he slid into me, my body stretching to accommodate his size.

When he was buried to the hilt, he held still, allowing me to adjust to the sheer length and girth buried inside me. He filled me up, and I trembled around his cock.

Slowly, Lorenzo pulled back until he almost slipped out of me before he pushed into me again. I gasped with the pullback and moaned when he pushed into me again.

He did it a few more times, moving achingly slowly, and I moaned and whimpered as he teasingly stroked my walls, hitting all the right spots.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, my legs around his thighs, and tried to pull him into me, but he grinned at me and resisted effortlessly. He was in complete control, and I knew that no matter what I did, he would tease me as long as he wanted to.

“Fuck, Lorenzo,” I muttered against his mouth. “What are you doing to me?”

He smiled. “I’m fucking you.”

I shivered at the sound of his voice, his words, and he thrust into me. It was harder this time, the thrust more powerful, and I cried out. He did it again and again, pounding into me harder and faster.

This was what I wanted. It was what I needed.

He bucked his hips against mine, pushing in deeper and deeper as he fucked me, and my cries and moans echoed all around us in the small cave.

Lorenzo pinned me down, and I loved every second of it. I was always in charge, but lately, he took over more and more, and I didn’t hate it. I didn’t mind it at all.

In fact, I trusted him. I didn’t know why, I just knew that he wouldn’t hurt me, and it was okay to give in and give myself over to feeling what I felt for him.

I was falling for Lorenzo more and more.

Another orgasm rocked through me, and I cried out, curling my body around Lorenzo. I dug my nails into his skin, and he gritted his teeth, sucking in his breath through his clenched jaw. He didn’t slow down, he pounded into me harder and harder instead, and I cried out loudly as he drew out my orgasm.

When I came down from the sexual high, Lorenzo was right there. He kissed me, swallowing my whimpers, and I trembled, my pussy clamped down on his cock inside me.

“On your back,” I commanded.

Lorenzo did as I asked and rolled over. We shifted so that we stayed on the blanket, and I straddled his hips. I lowered myself onto his cock and moaned when he penetrated me again. I would never fully get used to the size of him—it would always be impressive.

When he was buried inside me once more, I braced my hands on Lorenzo’s naked chest. I looked him in the eyes. He looked right back at me, and something passed between us that was dangerously close to affection. We were wrapped up in a moment where nothing mattered but the fact that we were together. His eyes said everything his lips didn’t, and I wished he saw the same in my eyes.

I kissed him, and then to distract him from a moment that was very emotional, I rocked my hips back and forth. Lorenzo groaned, brows knitting together, and he grabbed my hips. I rocked back and forth, riding him, and he slid into me deeper and deeper.

Being with Lorenzo felt right. We fit together like we’d always been two halves of a whole. When we slept together, we knew each other without words.

I leaned down and kissed him again and rocked back and forth on top of him, stroking him in and out of me. We were so close, I couldn’t tell where he ended and I began.

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