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MADDIE ALBAH
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HIS HEAD laid on her chest as she stared up at the ceiling, feeling giddy with a small smile trying to step out of the shadows on her chapped lips. Her arms desperately wanted to be scratched, but Reece had her left arm trapped underneath his neck and he was heavier than he looked. The position they were in was a little awkward as her frame was smaller than his, he was like a log on her. She didn't really mind, though, as it hugged her heart at his closeness to her.
Flashes of last night flipped through her mind like a flip book, it was all too fast for her to remember anything, however, she remembered how her female parts felt with each movement he made on her. The memories made her cheeks flush a warm crimson, her stomach filling with needy butterflies that wanted more. She felt a little less depressed today, which she was happy for.
Reece groaned, his body moving as he lifted a hand up from between his thighs and rubbed his eyes, ridding the sleep. Looking up, his gorgeous, swirling hazel eyes were almost sparkling as he stared at her with a smirk of a smile on his lips. He laid his arm over her stomach, squeezing her side into him softly and making her chuckle because she was ticklish. Her legs squirmed as if she could quickly move herself away before she made an embarrassment of herself as she peed, she soon realised his heavy body was holding her back and so she moved his hand away from her side. He stopped the second she did so.
"Does everything feel okay?" he asked, his eyes darting down to where her legs were, knees bent and leaning against his stomach. A flush of heat started to burn her cheeks when she realised what he was implying. He looked back to her cognac brown eyes, and she nodded, she was sure he could see her cheeks turning into a mixture of pinks and reds, blending in nicely with light brown complexion.
"That's good," he murmured, closing his eyes and relaxing his head on her chest again, he breathed out in a sigh and they stayed in the quietude of the room. The light was still on from last night's activities, the both of them falling asleep the second they could catch their breaths, rest their heads into the pillows and bodies into the soft mattress, feeling like a soft cloud. She could still remember the speed and the intensity of each pump of her heart, it was pounding against her chest, sweat on every inch of her skin, and between her thighs had been throbbing like it had run a marathon, her vigina walls clenching for more, but she was too tired to continue.
"So. . ." Reece started after a few minutes went by, his eyes were still closed and his dark lashes were hovering over the tops of his cheeks. "Was sex all you wanted?"
She furrowed her brows at him and when he popped his hazel eyes open to look at her, he elaborated further. "Did you just want to lose your virginity, or did you want to make it a more frequent thing? Relationship wise?"
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