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luara let out a gasp as he pushed into her, filling her up. neymar looked down to where he pushed into her, before looking back up into her eyes as he started to rock his hips, sucking in a sharp inhale.
"oh, neymar," she moaned, eyes rolling to the back of her head at the feeling of him grinding into her, hands balling fists in his hair.
he leaned down, pressing kisses to her pert nipples, "do i make you feel good, lua?"
she hummed, nodding her head and closing her eyes, overwhelmed with the amount of pleasure she was feeling. he pressed kisses to her collarbones, up to her neck, her jawline, her cheeks, and then finally, her lips, resting his forehead against hers.
she curved her eyebrows, one hand tugging at his hair, and one gripping onto his shoulder, digging her fingers into his tattoos. she let go of his hair, tightening her legs around his waist, and wrapping her arms around his shoulders.
he lifted his forehead from hers, feeling it was a little too intimate, even if they were dating. using one hand to hold himself up, he brought the other to one of her breasts, massaging into it and groaning at the sight.
"do i make you feel good, neymar?" she asked him, opening her eyes, trying her best not to cut off her sentence with her moans.
his eyes flicked up to hers, eyes rolling to the back of his head when he saw her expression – eyes fluttering closed every now and again from the pleasure, hair messy, bruises dotted around her neck, and her mouth open, melodic sounds escaping her lips.
"you make me feel so good, meu amor." he brought his hand up to cup her jaw, pressing his lips against hers in a passionate, sloppy kiss. she tried her best to kiss him back, but she couldn't stop the sounds coming from her.
she moaned against his lips, earning one from neymar, who balled his hand into a fist in the covers. their lips were touching, but neither of them could kiss each other, too overwhelmed with pleasure and desire, cut off with moans every time they tried.
he quickly felt his climax coming, and closed his eyes, pressing his lips against hers in a kiss, "i'm gonna– lua, i'm gonna cum."
"just–" she was cut off with a moan, tightening her grip around him, "just wait a minute, baby."
he scrunched his eyes closed, using everything in him to hold back whilst rocking into her, keeping at his pace so she could cum. he rubbed one of his hands up and down her thigh, scared to stop what he was doing in case he came.
"can you– can you do that?" she asked him, placing a quick kiss to his lips.
"yeah–" he groaned against her lips, before pressing another kiss to them, "i can do that, lua."
