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“Doc says I’ve been exercising wrong. Not taking care of it right.” I shrug, but notice her lips trembling. “I’m fine!” I reassure her before she can say anything and start babbling. “That’s the good news! It’s my fault for not seeing the doctors here sooner. They had this stuff for me to put on, and showed me some physical therapy exercises to do. All good news.”
Her face still scrunches in worry. I don’t want her to worry about this. I came here to celebrate that I’m perfectly fine.
Our hands are laced together at the sides of her face as I hover over her.
“I almost broke Nick Miller.” She says in a soft whisper.
“After what you just did, do you really think any part of me is broken?” I laugh, looking down at my straight dick.
Very straight. Not a bend or curve anywhere.
We’re still naked, and I rub up against her. I’ve had another semi since watching her come.
She whimpers as I rub my cock along her slit.
“So not broken.” I groan and lower my mouth onto hers.
Flicking my tongue along her parted lips, teasing her.
“The only thing I think you’re capable of breaking is my heart.” It’s an honest confession.
I’m falling for her.
I fucking love this woman.
I love how passionate she is. I love how much she cares about me and how much she loves hockey. I love how crazy she gets when she’s babbling with nerves. I love everything about her.
I don’t let her respond to me. I don’t let her overthink it.
My mouth devours hers. And once sheathed, my cock is buried deep inside her.
This is our language.
We can talk and talk. I can tell her how much I love her, but I don’t need to.
I make love to her nice and slow. Letting everything I feel for her out with each pass.
“Nick!” She cries out my name as I slowly fill her up.
I keep our hands laced together on either side of her head as I continue my slow incursion.
“More,” she whimpers, lifting her hips to meet mine.
I’ll give her everything. Everything she wants, just to hear her moan and scream out my name.
With one quick thrust, I pound into her.
She gasps and her hands squeeze mine when I slap against her.
Slowly I ease out, but Lenny is quick to lift up into me, trying to get what she needs.
“Keep going,” she begs, searching for the deep contact with her hips pushing up.
“Lenny,” I groan her name, not able to hold back anymore as I pound into her over and over again.
“Yes!” She shouts, throwing her head back. “Harder.”
When Lenny Briggs tells you to go harder, you don’t hold anything back.
