♡ Crystal Renée
"Mmm ssshit" I moaned out loud with my eyes shut.
Devale had me in the missionary position with my legs raised and rested on opposite sides of his shoulders. I can admit that this probably isn't the ideal sex position for someone in my condition. I also know that the muscle cramps I will consequently suffer in the morning will be deadly, but there's nothing wrong with enduring a little bit of painful pleasure.
"Look at me Crystal" Devale commanded while continuously giving me slow, meaningful strokes.
I ignored his command and kept my eyes closed because I was slowly beginning to approach my happy ending, and the last thing I needed was to find myself weak at the sight of his eyes. I also believe that maintaining eye contact during sex leads to unnecessary blurred lines, which is why I refrain from doing it with a man that I'm not in a committed relationship with.
"I said, look at me, Crystal!" He commanded once again but this time with some base in his voice.
Devale soon realized that I was purposefully ignoring his commands and thus decided to be petty. He pressed my legs towards my belly and then proceeded to push himself in deeper - damn near balls deep.
"AHHH" I screamed as my eyes involuntarily opened.
I opened my mouth to speak. Instead, I gasped out loud, and my mouth subsequently formed the shape of an O.
"B-baby please" I managed to get out in a stutter.
"Please what?" He grunted while continuously pounding into me mercilessly.
"It's too deep" I plead with my eyes fixed on him. His eyes were low, so I could tell that he was also nearing his climax.
I moved my hands down to his torso in order to push him out some. At this moment, I was heavily regretting the statement I made earlier about painful pleasure because there was nothing pleasurable about what I was currently experiencing. Devale grabbed ahold of both my hands and intertwined our fingers together before raising both of our arms above my head. My eyes soon started tearing up until a single tear drop fell from my right eye. I'm not sure if I was crying because of the pain, the pleasure, or a combination of both. Devale noticed my tears within seconds and then immediately pulled out to a certain extent - a more enjoyable extent.
"I'm sorry, I got a little carried away" he apologized sincerely before using his thumb to wipe my tear drop away. "I'm so sorry" he cupped my face and then placed a kiss on my cheek.
"It's fine," I say softly. His apology, paired with the sensual strokes that he was currently giving me, seemed genuine.
"Let it out, baby. I feel you" he said when he felt my pussy walls tightening around his dick. "Cum for me" he said with his lips pressed against mine.
"D-Devaleeee" I moaned into his mouth as I dragged my fingernails across his tattooed back.
"Hhmm," he groaned. "Let's cum together baby" he said while staring into my soul, through my eyes.
The intense amount of pleasure he was giving me compelled me to look into his eyes. Within a few seconds of looking into each other's eyes, we both climaxed at the same time. Devale then proceeded to say that he loves me, and although I didn't say it back, deep down I knew that I also shared the same sentiment.
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The next morning...
"Crystal, your phone is ringing," Devale said, tapping my shoulder.
"I'll call whoever it is later" I say without even opening my eyes because I was still very sleepy.
"Well then put it on silent or something because the person keeps calling," Devale said. I ignored him and went back to sleep.
