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As she starts another round of teasing, I get all warm and fuzzy, entering a euphoric, trance-like state.

Our sexual connection becomes deeper.

Soul to soul.

I’m slightly aware that I’m sweating, shaking, and my balls ache from the need for release.

My heart’s beating so fast.

I’ve lost track of time.

Is it even still the same day, or have we been going at it all night?

Some concern for Hannah filters through.

She could be exerting herself too much.

I hate to ruin her fun. I’m thinking I might have to tell her this game has to end, but thankfully, it doesn’t come to that.

Hannah lets out a few high-pitched breaths as her rhythm gets faster. She bounces up and down on my cock several times before grasping my shoulder to keep herself from collapsing. Digging her fingernails into my skin, she tilts her hips so her clit rubs on my lower stomach.

“Touch me,” she gasps. “Ellister—”

Before she can finish the request, I comply. My palms itch to feel her, and I grope both breasts. Squeezing the globes, I rub her nipples with my thumbs.

She releases a hoarse shout as her top half falls down, her chest pressing against mine, her hips still rotating as her cunt strangles my cock.

With a scream, she comes apart, and I explode inside her so powerfully, I lose my breath. My cock spurts, filling her up so much I feel my seed leaking out onto my balls.

Grabbing her by the hips, I move her up and down on my cock, making sure to bury myself to the hilt as more hot jets shoot inside her.

A thought enters my mind—just a brief imagination—and I picture what Hannah would look like if she were pregnant with my child.

I come even harder when I think about seeing her belly swell.

It’s unlikely to happen. With her body in such poor health, it’s not a habitable place for a baby, but that doesn’t stop me from wanting it.

Someday.

Someday, we’ll have children.

I don’t even like kids. Never have. But I’ll love mine.

Our house will be filled with noise. Footsteps. Bickering and bedtime stories. Laughter and singing. We’ll go crazy from the chaos.

My heart and Hannah’s thunder simultaneously as we both calm from the vigorous love making.

I hold her to me, tracing her spine while idly combing my fingers through her hair. My cock is still inside her, and as it softens, it slips out.

The disconnection is jarring after having sex for so long, and I feel her satiated mood shift and plummet.

Hannah grasps my shoulders and curls her fingers, her nails digging into my skin as she holds onto me. Then she lets out a sob.

“Darling? Are you hurt?”

“No.”

“Then what is it?”

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