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My pussy spasms. Each wave that rolls over me steals my breath, leaving me sensitive and achy. Overwhelmed. But he doesn’t let up.
“Please,” I beg. “I can’t take it anymore.”
“You did so good Aly,” he croons, planting delicate kisses all over my slick entrance. “Now that I’ve swallowed all your cum, you’re going to swallow mine.”
I groan at his filthy words, wanting everything he has to give as I wrap my lips around his length. With one hand around the base, I work him hard and deep until his body tenses beneath mine. His cock seems to grow between my lips, and with a tortured cry, he stills, his body tense as hot cum spills into my mouth. He tastes salty and perfect—like Leo—and I don’t waste a drop, sucking him down and licking him clean.
“Holy shit” is all I’m able to say as I crawl off his body and sag beside him. He reaches for me, pulling me tight against his chest. I’ve come to think of this as my favorite place. It’s a dangerous thought, but at this moment, I can’t deny it’s the truth.
Like me, he seems to unravel at the edges, drawing ragged breaths and gripping me tight as if I might disappear. “You were perfect, butterfly, that was everything.” His tone is so tender, so caring, it fractures something within me.
It’s a tone that seals itself within my heart, marking me unmistakably as his.
Again. Still.
* * *
LEO
I’m motionless with Aly sprawled atop me as both of us catch our breath, muscles still trembling from the intense high. Her fingers lazily trace a path across my chest, stopping at the butterfly tattoo on my chest. If that’s not a declaration of my love, I don’t know what is, but she doesn’t see it that way.
Aly has made her decision: she doesn’t want me—a vor, a man who has already caused her enough pain to last a lifetime. As much as it tears me apart, I’ll let her go. All I can do now is leave her with better memories than the first time we parted ways.
I wrap myself around her and whisper into her ear, “What do you need, butterfly?”
“To be close to you one more time.”
I turn to lie on my back, offering my body to her. “Take what you need.”
She slides her leg over my hips, straddling me as I trail my fingers down over her breasts, over her nipples, to finally wrap around her ribs. Her wet core grazes my cock, teasing it, and it only makes me hungrier for her.
“Put it in,” I beg, because I can’t take another minute not being inside of her.
Her gaze holds mine as she lines my cock up with her entrance. With a wiggle of her hips, she slowly sinks down on me, inch by inch, taking my entire length inside of her, a slow stretch. She’s so tight I feel like I’m taking up all the space inside her.
“Fuck, Leo, it feels so good,” she whimpers. The sound of my name on her lips, the feel of her pussy walls gripping my dick, it’s too perfect. She’s ruined sex for me. Might as well become a priest after this.
“You fit me perfectly,” I tell her. Arousal slices through me as she lifts off me and then slams back down. She closes her eyes and tosses her head back, a long moan escapes from between her lips.
I seek out her clit with my fingers, rubbing in circles, then flick it hard as she begins to ride me slowly, grinding her pelvis with mine.
My hand moves up, grasping her wrist. Her gaze locks with mine, her striking blue eyes carry the same heartache that’s suffocating me. But she has to hear this. “I’m not going anywhere. I’ll always be here waiting for you.”
She nods, biting her lip. Even in the dark, I can see her eyes glistening. My hands cradle her face, drawing her lips to mine, a way to ease this ache. She leans in, and I crush my mouth to hers.
The kiss communicates everything I can’t say. How much I want her. How much I still love her.
It’s long and slow. Intimate. Our mouths fused together, sharing the same breath, as she churns against me, her clit grinding into my pubic bone with every swivel of her hips. The delicious friction sending white-hot sparks of pleasure through my veins.
“That’s it, butterfly. Use me to get off. Use my dick. ‘Cause it’s yours, baby.”
When she pulls away, the raw hunger in her expression fuels my own lust. My hands clasp her hips, stilling them as I lift off the bed, pounding into her with everything I have. She’s so wet; the sound of me sliding in and out of her is so obscene, so hot, tingles build at the base of my spine.
Her breath quickens and her eyes flutter closed. She’s close. I know her body as well as I know my own. She’s teetering on the verge of an orgasm, and I am desperate to get her there. I press my thumb into her mouth, and she welcomes me inside, her tongue laving my digit as the walls of her pussy begin to pulse around me.
“Eyes on me,” I remind her. If this is our last time, she’s not robbing me of the pleasure of watching her fall apart. Her burning gaze meets mine. “You’ll stare into my eyes as you come on my cock.” Her hands grab at my shoulders, nails digging into my skin as her inner muscles contract. She comes apart, her back arching as she releases a tortured sob.
My own orgasm follows, washing over me like a tidal wave, undulating currents that wipe away all else. I flood her pussy with my cum, my fingers digging into her hips to hold her tight against me until my body sags with me still inside of her.
