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"Your brother has nothing to do with this," he says. "Don't tell me no, baby. Don't say no until you've had my cock inside of you again...until you've had me coming inside you, filling you up...again and again."
"I..." I start to say, but then he nips at my ear with his teeth.
He takes my hand and puts it on his cock and he begins grinding his hips against it. I wrap my hand around it and feel its hot, hard, wet girth. He growls in my ear, his body pressed against mine.
"Do you feel how hard you make me?" he growls. I nod. "Do you feel how much I want you?"
He rolls his hips against mine and I cry out.
"Please," I whisper. "Please...I need to come."
"Greedy little thing, aren't you?" he asks, pinching my nipple in his fingers. "Don't you want to come for me? Do you want to come on my cock?"
"Yes, Johnny, yes--"
"Yes, baby," he says, pumping his hips against mine.
In that moment, I know that I'm going to come. I know that I'm going to let him fuck me...for one more round, at least.
"Say it, baby," he growls. "Say it for me."
"Fuck me, Johnny," I moan.
The next thing I know, he's sliding inside me. I cry out as he thrusts deep inside me, filling me up. I groan as he pulls out of me and then thrusts back in. His cock is filling me up in all the right ways.
"Fuck," he groans. "You feel so good, baby."
He thrusts into me, hard and deep. I want to claw at the sheets, but I don't want to break my nails, so I just dig my fingernails into his back instead.
"Johnny," I moan.
"Do you like that, baby?" he asks.
"Yes, yes, yes--"
"You like it when I fuck you?" he asks. "Say it for me, Birdie."
"I love it when you fuck me!" I cry out.
I'm coming again, and I'm losing count of how many times I've come, what time it is at all. I'm coming on his cock and he's groaning as he pumps into me.
"That's right, baby," he whispers. "Come for me."
He wraps his arms around me and rolls over onto his back, pulling me on top of him. He holds me up with his hands on my breasts, and I lean down and kiss him, our tongues tangling. I love the way our bodies feel like they're made for each other--his hard lines and my soft curves, his beard and my silky hair. I love the way he fills me up...like he's fucking new feelings into me.
I want him. I want to do this for the rest of my life.
I always saw myself as single and child-free...and maybe I'm dick-drunk, but Johnny has me feeling all kinds of domestic.
I don't even think about that last orgasm...I just keep coming. I keep coming and coming...all over him. He's thrusting up into me, and I'm grinding my hips against him. I'm gushing all over his cock, and it feels like it's never going to end.
He wraps his arms around me and pulls me in close, and I can feel his cock throbbing inside of me. I kiss him, grinding my hips against his, and then I feel his cock spasm inside me. He grunts as he comes, filling me up with his cum.
I collapse on top of him, and he wraps his arms around me. I feel his cock softening inside me...and I can feel our mingled juices weeping down my thighs.
"That was so fucking good," he whispers in my ear. "I love you, Birdie."
"I love you too," I whisper.
