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A flutter of kisses across my abdomen leads me down to the bed. I lay back as Orlie languishes his mouth across my stomach. Meanwhile, his hands start to pull on the waistband of my pants, leaving me bare and naked to the air. My hips buck. It’s been so long. And I’m aching for release.
“You smell amazing,” he whispers, looking down at me.
“Get inside me,” I say. “Now.”
Orlie’s eyes go wide. Darker than dark. Nearly black. He steps out of his own pants, revealing his hardness in his briefs.
“God, I’ve missed you,” I say.
“Yeah, we get it, you love me for my dick.” He takes his briefs off, exposing his erect cock.
I sigh blissfully and slip my legs around his hips pulling him toward me. “No, I love you for all of you, Orlie. Every bit of you.”
He sinks inside me a moment later.
“But your dick is certainly a plus.” I choke out the words and then moan, stretching around him.
Dear fucking god it’s been too long.
Orlie stands at the end of the bed and begins to thrust in and out of me, slow and steady. “This alright?”
“I’m not made of porcelain, Orlie,” I say.
Sure, I have several more inches around my waist. But I’m not that different. I still have needs. I pull his hips as close to me as they’ll go and groan.
Orlie shudders, grabbing my hips tightly. “Oh, my god.”
“Go, go, go, please,” I hiss. “I’m so – I need –”
“You’ll get what you need. Always, Kira. Always.”
Orlie makes good on this promise immediately. He creates a steady rhythm in and out of me, rubbing against the mostsensitive point inside me. “God, you’re so fucking beautiful…” He reaches down and slides his hand across my belly.
That sends sparks of arousal through me in a way I’ve never felt. “Keep touching me there.”
“No problem.”
One hand on my thigh, one hand on my swell, Orlie continues fucking me, harder and harder, until he can’t seem to hold onto steadiness anymore.
Our conjoining is erratic, shaking, needy. It’s been so long. But our bodies remember.
And after a short, frantic fight for our lives, we come simultaneously, hard and pulsating. Moans and groans intertwine, shaking the world around us.
Afterward, Orlie curls up beside me, slides his hand over my belly. “You’re alright? Both of you?”
I cup his hand over my belly. “Yes. Better than alright,” I say and kiss him. “Because I love you.”
“Say it again.”
“I love you.”
Orlie’s eyes roll back in bliss before he presses his face into my neck. “I love you. I’ve loved you.”
I smile. Because I’ve loved him too. For a while. He was just brave enough to say it first.
Now, here we are. And I’m never going to hold back from an “I love you” ever again.
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