The Roommate (The Camgirl Part 2)

Part LXXIV: So F*cking Much

LXXIV: Blake

Blake

"Fuuuck me. Yeah...that looks about right."

Blake hissed, then relaxed into Liam's touch as he reached down to gently caress her sore, red ass.

Blake was snuggled up against Liam, looking at the picture's he'd taken on her phone.

They were hot. Center of a white dwarf, hot.

Blake knew Liam found the ones of her ass and dripping pussy hotter, but the ones with his cock inside her, the shaft sticking out past the base of the dildo? Those made her thighs squeeze and her stomach flutter. He looked so fucking big in those pictures. So much bigger than her. Her normally pale ass was bright red, stark against her thighs and the small of her back—he'd also got her back dimples in the picture, which she fucking loved—and knowing that her ass was probably even more red now made her shiver.

She was definitely going to be bruised.

And I'll completely drench my panties every time I see my ass in the mirror or on cam.

Blake gazed at her phone for a little bit longer, burning the image into her mind, then tossed it behind Liam and reached up to cup his face, pulling him into a slow, languorous kiss.

She knew they should already be in the shower or going to the bathroom and that sort of thing. At the very least, she should have taken the dildo out of her ass.

She didn't want to. Laying here with Liam was too wonderful. She never wanted to leave his arms. Even though she hadn't gone into subspace, the lingering euphoria from what Liam had done to her made her feel almost as cuddly and safe and needy.

When she pulled back for air and their lips parted, Blake met Liam's gorgeous eyes. For a while, she just gazed at him, caught in a trance. Then she blinked and smiled, caressing his cheek again.

"Are you okay?"

Liam raised his eyebrows for a moment, then must have remembered what she'd said earlier as his expression relaxed.

"Yeah. I'm fine. Seeing you like that was..." He trailed off and blew out a sigh.

"Really fucking hot?"

"Really fucking hot."

Blake giggled, snuggling closer.

"I still have a bit of a hard time believing that really felt as amazing as it apparently did. I'm not worried about you. Not as much, at least. But still..."

Blake kissed him.

"It was incredible. And you did a good job. I know being that rough can be hard on someone who's never done it before—even if you're the one on top. You liked it, though?"

Liam smiled, nodding, "I don't know if I can do that every time, though. It's...draining."

Blake giggled, "No shit. And that's fine. Sometimes I just want to suck your cock or fuck you or have you eat me out."

Liam's cheeks lit up, and Blake grinned as she kept going.

"Sometimes I'll want things to be slow and hot and intimate, and sometimes I'll just be goofy and weird."

She ran a hand down his chest, gazing up at him, "I like knowing that you can be a bit...less restrained with me, though."

Liam barked a laugh, "That's an interesting way of putting it."

Blake stuck out her tongue, and both of them laughed.

When their laughter subsided, Blake gazed at Liam and raised a hand to his cheek.