Chapter thirteen:
Sexy and sweet. We are each other's.
We smile at each other. We're each other's for the night. We put our shoulders over each other and drive into each other. With every thrust, pleasure build's exponentially for the second time tonight. We seem to know exactly how hard to push and what angle to hit. The bliss swells until we both think that we are going to explode, and he finally rips into me and I into him, burning inside of us both inside out.
We scream. Then we crest again, harder and faster than we have ever done before. We shudder over each other, his cock jerking inside my vagina and my vagina jerking inside his cock, for the second time tonight.
We manage to open our eyes and we see each other's beautiful face, escasty twisting into our sublime features.
A vague regret surfaces. All we could do is scream each other's name.
But as our breathing settles for the second time tonight we wrap around each other, we tell each other that it's better this way. And all we can commit is how much we love each other.
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