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"Unless you want me to rail you from where you are, I suggest you stop grinding on me."
Instead of listening to me, she starts to move again. She leans down and whispers in my ear, "Rail me."
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"Whatever you say, baby. Just a warning though, I don't have another condom on me," I say.
"That's fine. I'm on the pill."
"Okay," I say as I pull her down to kiss me again. I lift her up and position myself at her entrance.
"Ready?" I ask. She whispers a yes and I slowly start to lower her down onto me. She throws her head back and moans as I get deeper and deeper. Once she's all the way down, I stop to let her adjust. Without warning, she starts to bounce on me. And my God does it feel amazing. She grabs at her boobs as she keeps bouncing, and I grab her hips to guide her up and down.
She leans down and places her hands on my shoulder. "You feel so fucking good, baby," I whisper in her ear. That caused her to whimper and I could feel her legs starting to shake. I could tell she was about to cum.
"Hold on a little longer, baby."
"I don't think I can!"
"Yes you can, love," I say. My hold on her hips tightens as I start to help her bounce up and down. I lift my hips to meet hers, and with every thrust we both grow closer to the edge.
"Cum with me baby. Now." I pull out and release onto our stomachs as she starts shaking on top of me. I whisper sweet nothings into her ear and rub her back as we come down from our highs.
"Oh my God," she says. I laugh a little, but I'm mainly focusing on how beautiful she is. I just can't stop staring at her.
"Would you like some breakfast, my love?" I ask.
"Breakfast sounds amazing right about now." She crawls off of me and I grab my boxers off of the floor. I toss my sweatshirt at her and she puts it on, smiling as she does so. I walk to the kitchen and grab everything I'll need for pancakes. While I'm starting breakfast, I can hear water running in the bathroom. She must be brushing her teeth.
I smile and start to hum to myself while I cook breakfast. I was halfway through "Come As You Are" by Nirvana when Mia walked into the kitchen. She wraps her arms around my waist and nestles her head against my back. I continue humming until I finish the song, and that's when I realized she was humming with me. When I flip the last pancake onto the plate, I turn around and snake my arms around her waist and just hug her.
"Thank you for coming into my life," I say. She smiles and me and I just can't believe how I got so lucky.
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