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Not being idle, I worked his belt off, before my hand moved first up his sculpted abs, while I let my eyes feast on his humongous pecs, which always made my clit flutter.He was so hard and the ridges that were his veins stood out, even harder.
I lowered myself and took his pants with me. The moment his cock was freed from the confines of his breeches it sprang into my face, and I couldn't suppress the temptation to grab it with both hands and feed the thick tip into my mouth, rolling my tongue over the hard veins running up and down his shaft.
"Gods, Silla, what are you doing to me?" he rasped in a deep voice.
Already I tasted the tangy taste of his precum while an ache spread through my pussy, wanting to be filled by him.
His hand twisted my hair and he gently pulled me up. With a loud plop his cock left my mouth, but there was no time for regrets, as his free hand cupped my breast the second it was within reach and kneaded it.
I let myself fall backward on the bed, sure he would guide me gently down, and wasn't disappointed as he let go of my hair and snaked his arm around my waist to hoist me up higher on the bed.
Invitingly and filled with anticipation, I spread my legs for him. He knelt between them and grabbed my thighs to plant them on either side of his neck, before his head dove down to my throbbing clit.
With a quick flick of his tongue he teased the sensitive nub, making me moan. Another lick, another flick, and stars danced in front of my eyes. Torn between his oral ministrations and the need to have his cock fill my pussy, my head moved from side to side and small pants escaped me. I didn't want him to stop, he made me feel so good, but the ache deep inside me was becoming stronger.
"Garth," I panted, while my insides tensed and knotted, warmth filled my core, ready to release.
I felt wetness flowing out of me—so much, I was becoming drenched—while he lapped feverishly, teasing my clit mercilessly.
My back arched and my legs stiffened around his neck as I absorbed the first waves of my orgasm spilling over me.
His head came up, one of his hands grabbed my hip, and the other finally fed his rock-hard cock into me. The ridges on it rubbed my insides just right, as my walls pulsed in the mother of all orgasms around him, forcing his name from my lips in a loud cry as an incredible release wrecked my body. "Garth!"
"MINE!" he bellowed, grabbing my hips now with both hands, so hard I was sure I would have bruises the next day, but I didn't care. They would be a reminder of this incredible climax he forced from me, that I knewwould send goose bumps throughout my body for days to come at the mere memory of it.
Heavily panting he thrust into me a few more times, before he too came hard and explosively.
His entire body tensed and he threw his head back in ecstasy. Fascinated I watched the thick tendons on his neck stand out as he shouted again, "MINE!"
This one single word reverberated through me, and the rightness of it made me come a second time.
Slowly his head lowered until our foreheads met. He supported his weight off me with one hand, while his other caressed the side of my face and I stared up into his dark eyes. "I love you."
"I love you too."
One of my hands trailed up and down the biceps of the arm supporting his weight, gently I brushed over the ridges that transported his blood through his body. They were slightly harder than his muscles and when I stopped to allow a fingertip to linger over one of the thicker veins, I felt how fast his blood was rushing through him.
My other hand moved up, into his fiery hair, to hold him in place, while I wondered how it was even possible to love another being this much. I didn't care if I lived or died tomorrow, all I cared about was the misery he would go through should the outcome be negative.
I hated doing this to him, especially now, but it needed to be said.
"If I'm not in possession of my… wits… after tomorrow. You have to promise me to put me out of my misery."
"Silla." His voice sounded tortured and he tried to raise his head, but my hand stopped him.
"Promise me. It will be the only thing I will ever ask of you."
"I can't," he whispered. "I could never… Silla, don't ask this of me."
"I'm sorry Garth, but you're the only one I can ask."
His eyes locked with mine and he must have read my determination. His eyes moistened and the sight ripped my heart in two. But I couldn't do that to him, should I be brain damaged by tomorrow's procedure, I did not want him to have to live with me that way. I thought him watching me slowly wither away would be crueler than a quick end.
His expression changed, took on determination. "You will be fine tomorrow. Nothing will happen, do you hear?"
"I need you to promise me," I insisted.
He began to shake his head, but something in my eyes made him stop. He closed his eyes and took adeep breath in.
