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“Please, Remi. I need to feel you inside me,” I say shamelessly, too far gone to be even mildly embarrassed.
“Now how can I say no to that?” He kisses me again and I’m only vaguely aware of him rummaging for something in the nightstand beside us.
He doesn’t break the contact until he’s found what he’s looking for. Rocking back on his knees, he looks down at me with hooded eyes as he finally removes the shirt I tried to tear off him earlier, revealing defined muscles that start at his chest and ripple all the way down his abdomen. He’s so freaking beautiful that I have to fight off a wave of an entirely different kind of emotion. I watch in awe as he tears open a condom wrapper between his teeth, freeing his erection from the confines of his pants before sliding the rubber over his thick length.
It’s impossible not to look, not to take in the incredible sight of his cock, heavy in his hand. The anticipation in my stomach only grows with every second that passes.
When I glance up at his face, I find him watching me watch him, a satisfied smirk on his swollen lips. He likes what he’s doing to me, and you know what, I like it too.
He lowers down on top of me, pressing me further into the mattress.
Lining up at my entrance, I don’t have even a second to prepare before he sinks deep inside in one fluid motion, causing me to cry out from being filled so incredibly full all at once, stretching me impossibly wide as my body works to accommodate his size.
“Fuck, you feel even better than I imagined.” He pulls almost all the way out before sliding back in so deep I swear I can feel him in my stomach. “You feel as good as you taste.” His lips find mine as he sets up a relentless pace that has my body moving farther and farther up the mattress.
He’s everywhere. There isn’t a single inch of my body that can’t feel the effects of his body inside mine and it’s all meeting directly in the center, sending off tiny explosions through my limbs.
My nails dig into the skin of his back as a wave of pleasure, even more intense than the last, begins to build inside of me.
He must sense my nearness because he increases the pace, hitching his arm underneath my knee to give him a better angle. That’s all it takes to send me careening over the side of the cliff without a fucking parachute in sight.
My vision blurs, my entire mind going blank, blocking out anything and everything that isn’t pure and unadulterated pleasure. It overtakes everything until there is nothing left but this. His hands on my hips as he arches back, sinking even deeper inside of me as I pulse around him. The look on his face as his own orgasm begins to peak. And the roar he lets out when it finally takes him under.
He continues to move for a few more seconds before his body once again collapses on top of mine, the weight of him the most satisfying thing I think I’ve ever experienced.
His chest rises and falls against mine in rapid succession as he works to catch his breath. I have so many thoughts all at once.
How could I let this happen?
What was I thinking?
And the most prominent one of all...
When can we do it again?
“You are absolutely fucking incredible.” Remi pulls back just enough to be able to look down at me, his hand reaching up to brush matted hair away from my face.
“I try,” I croak, my throat hoarse. “You’re not so bad yourself.”
“Oh, just you wait.” He slides his nose against mine. “That was only the warm-up.” He twitches back to life inside of me.
“Is that so?” It’s the only thing I can think to say.
What am I supposed to say? That if that was the warm-up I may not survive the main event? Because that might actually be true.
And yet, no part of me wants to leave.
No part of me wants this to be over.
Hell, I’m pretty sure I won’t ever want this to be over.
And that, my friends, might be a big problem because it means one very important thing. I’m already in way too deep.
