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As I march toward her, I throw my shirt on the floor, kick my shoes off, and undo my jeans, taking everything off until I’m throbbing and hard, landing on her bed. A primal feeling to take her rushes through me, begging to be where her fingers move in and out.
I watch with rapt attention, barely daring to breathe as she continues her movements. I’m transfixed. By her motions. By the breathy little sounds coming from her throat and softly filling the room. Everything about her draws me in. And it’s worse than before. I want to wrap myself in her and never leave.
I throb against her comforter, not daring to make a move. Her toes curl in the sheets, and her body stiffens until I grab her wrist, stopping her movements. She can’t get off unless I’m the one making her cum with my name on her lips.
I ache to bring her pleasure.
“My turn,” I whisper, slowly bringing her fingers out of her pussy. I groan when her wetness coats them, and then I lick them, savoring the flavor of my girl on my tongue.
My tongue swirls around her fingers until I let them go, letting her hand drop onto the sheets.
“I’m going to eat my dessert now,” I whisper, leaning in closer to her pussy until I’m face-to-face with it. My warm breaths blow over her soaked cunt. “Say my name, Little Star.”
My name falls from River’s lips over and over when I plunge my tongue deep into her pussy, carving my name into her spasming walls. Fuck. She tastes so goddamn good.
Her back practically arches off the bed when I remove my tongue from her pussy and swirl it wildly around her clit. Over and over again, I make circles and thrust my three fingers deep inside her.
“Callum,” she gasps, gripping my hair when she comes around my fingers, squeezing them tight.
“You’re more delicious than I remember,” I murmur, pressing my lips to her pussy one last time. Slowly, I work my lips up her body until I’m hovering above her, lining my dick up with her pussy. “Sometimes I think you were meant for me.”
She smiles, running her fingers through my hair and down my jaw, wiping away the moisture pooling on my chin. In unison, we groan when I slowly enter her.
My eyes roll into the back of my head when her softness wraps around me, squeezing when I bottom out.
“Oh, Little Star,” I moan, pulling out and slowly working myself back in. “I’m going to take this slow,” I murmur, resting my forehead against hers. “Maybe all night.”
She moans, bringing her lips to mine, and thrusts her tongue into my mouth. Intertwining together and slowly dancing. Nothing about our connection is hurried. Minutes pass, and an hour ticks by.
She gets on top, riding me with her head thrown back and her tits bouncing with every thrust. Yet, I hang on. I don’t blow my load.
Sweat coats every inch of our flesh when I throw her onto her back again, feeling the familiar tingle working down my spine. My balls tighten when I thrust back inside her, working myself in and out at a steady pace.
River moans, throwing her head back when my fingers brush against her clit, turning heavy circles.
“Cum for me, Little Star,” I murmur, sucking her nipple into my mouth until she’s squeezing around me and calling out my name. “River,” I cry out, stopping my thrusts as I cum deep inside her, coating her spasming walls. “You’re the best thing that ever happened to me,” I whisper, kissing her lips again. “Twice over. I wouldn’t give you up for the world.”
She smiles, grabbing my hand when I fall to her side, curling myself around her. “I wouldn’t give you up, either. We’re meant for this life.”
“We are. Now, how about we take a hot shower?” I ask, brushing her hair from her face.
A tired grin pulls at her lips. “Okay,” she hums with a yawn.
Over the next hour, I take my time washing her body. When I said I’d worship her like she deserves, I meant it. In and out of the bedroom. She’ll never wonder again if we’re for real. Or if we love her. We do. I do. She’s my forever girl, and I tell her so when we fall asleep on fresh sheets after getting cleaned up.
River falls asleep quickly, cuddling her face into my chest. Through the darkness, I watch her bare chest expand and deflate with her breaths. Some would say it’s creepy, but I want to memorize what peace looks like drifting over her face when she’s lost in dreamland.
I hold her close when her bedroom door opens, revealing a grinning figure standing in the hall.
“Dude,” I mutter, shaking my head when Rad waltzes through the room with slumped shoulders.
“Couldn’t sleep,” he mutters, taking off his layers of clothes, only leaving his boxers.
“You’re lucky we unlocked that door,” I say with a pointed look as he slips into bed and curls around the backside of her body with a satisfied sigh.
“Yup. Now, I can sleep,” he murmurs, kissing her cheek.
“How the hell did you get in here?” she rasps without opening her eyes.
