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I’m practically drooling when he takes his shirt off, revealing his toned rock-solid chest. His breath hitches when I lean forward, tracing every definition of his abs. As I trail my finger toward his V-line, he moves back, stripping out of the rest of his clothes.
“Dylan?” I moan in frustration.
“Patience, sunshine.”
He works his hand up and down his thick shaft. I’m mesmerized as he strokes, starting at the bottom and reaching the tip, smearing the drop of pre-cum over the crown of his dick.
“Watch what you fucking do to me, sunshine.” He glances down at his erect cock as he moves his hand faster up and down his shaft. His eyes are sinfully dark, his jaw tense, his nostrils flaring. He looks wild, uninhibited and all mine.
His dark brown eyes sear into me, like he’s marking me in more ways than one, only leaving my face long enough to look down to where his cock is aimed. He groans as he angles himself at my entrance, ropes of cum spurting onto my bare skin as he finds his release. One hand coaxes every last drop from the head of his cock, the other smearing it along my exposed thighs and pussy. Like he’s the artist, and I’m now the painting.
A glorious and depraved masterpiece.
“You’re my messy girl,” he murmurs before he crashes his mouth to mine, pressing a passionate kiss to my lips.
His cock is still hard as he wipes the tip around in his cum on my skin, before pushing inside me in a single, deep thrust, his patience long gone.
Oh. My. God.
“I’m going to miss this perfect pussy of yours,” he says in a guttural tone.
I wind my hands around his neck, tangling my fingers in his hair as he pushes in and out in deep, steady thrusts, savoring the moment. I moan in delight, relishing the fact that I’m stuffed full of his big dick.
“More, Dylan. Please, give me more,” I beg.
He grips my chin with his hand while he relentlessly pounds into me. “Who do you belong to?”
“You,” I mewl.
“That’s right. You’re mine.”
“Always.” I caress his cheek.
“Damn straight. Now ask me if you can come.”
“Please let me come, Dylan,” I cry out, desperate for relief.
“Show me how you play with your clit,” he orders.
His eyes blaze with lust as he watches me roll my clit between my fingers, pinching it when I need something more to send me over the edge. Soon we’re both barreling toward our release.
“Oh god, I’m going to…”
I throw my head back as my orgasm crashes over me, riding the euphoric wave for as long as I can. Dylan holds me close as we both come down from our heightened state.
“That’s my girl.” He presses a kiss to my lips. “Damn, I forgot that I promised you a bath,” he mutters before he slowly pulls out of me.
Once he’s refilled the bathtub, he helps me into the piping hot water and settles behind me. I welcome the accompanying sting, letting the heat soak through my tense muscles. The smell of lavender envelops the room with a sense of tranquility.
I lean back against Dylan’s chest as he wraps his arms around me.
Every muscle in my body relaxes as his lips graze my shoulder. He presses featherlight kisses against each freckle as he whispers in my ear, “Don’t forget, sunshine, you’re mine.”
“And you’re mine,” I vow.
“Maybe this is a mistake.” I adjust the strap of my backpack over my shoulder.
“Whoa, hold on a minute.” Dylan guides me to a quieter spot off the walkway of the airport, out of the way of other travelers heading to the security checkpoint.
