𝙨𝙖𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙚 𝙭 𝙘𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙣. ❦ | 𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐀𝐍 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 .
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𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐍 is a haunting, slow burn descent into the kind of love that feels mo...
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⌖ FIREWORKS OR GUNSHOTS | OO3. ‹ ⚜ › ❝ you used to dance, right? ❞
— JULY FOURTH 8:OO A.M. ᐟ
"Cum for me beautiful" He encouraged her climax. "Let that shit go"
With her nearing her release, it wasn't helping that he was talking to her like so. She wanted to hold it as long as she could so she could keep feeling him just as she was now but his words with his raspy voice and his steady pace was bringing too much pleasure to her body to control, sending chills up her arched back. "Syncereeee, please don't stop"
His hands held onto her hips with a firm grip, pulling her back onto him with his own hips meeting her halfway for another long stroke. "I won't baby. You doing amazing Iris, fuck" He mumbled.
Now reaching her limit, her eyes uncontrollably rolled back as she came onto him, and for him like he instructed. At the same time, he came as well. Groaning as he nutted, his warm liquids feeling up her inside only making the experience better for the both of them ...
Fluttering her eyes open, the aray of sunlight that shined through her white bedroom curtains caused Iris to finally wake up from her dream. She rubbed her eyes as she sat up to stretch her body after her good night's sleep, but that came to a pause when she felt a large wet spot underneath her.
Gasping at what it could be, she moved out of the way and saw the fresh spot on her newly washed sheets. She had a wet dream about Jasiah and although she wasn't disappointed with the dream itself, out of all people why did it have to be Jasiah? But she figured it came from yesterday with the position she was in on the hood of her car when she felt him against her center. That would be the only explanation because although she did find Jasiah to be a very attractive man, in no way she did think anything beyond that.
"Oh. My. God" She walked over to her large mirror and turned around seeing the wet spot on the lower half of her oversized shirt as well. It took the shape of a half circle, the other half being what was left on her sheets. "Jasiah thoughhh?" She groaned as she dragged herself to her master bathroom that was connected to her master bedroom.
