Chapter twelve:
Sexy and sweet. All mine.
I smile up at him. He's all mine for the night. He puts my calves over his shoulders and drives into me. With every thrust, pleasure build's exponentially. He seems to know how exactly how hard to push and what angle to hit. The bliss swells until I think I'm going to explode, and it finally rips through my vagina, burning me inside out.
I scream. Then I crest again, harder and faster than I've ever done before. He shudders over me, his cock jerking inside my still- spasming pussy.
I manage to open my eyes and see his beautiful face, escasty twisting his sublime features.
A vague regret surfaces. Oh God Travis, is all that I could scream. But as our breathing settles and he wraps himself around me, I tell myself it's better this way. All I can commit to at the moment is this single glorious night.
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