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Moving her hands from the headboard, Haven interlaced her fingers with her fiancé's. She gazed down at him as he looked up, his bottom lip tucked between his teeth while she ground against him.
Cairo leaned forward, taking one of her breasts into his warm mouth. When his teeth grazed lightly over her nipple, she hissed, her head tilting back in pleasure. A moment later, she looked down at him again, her eyes meeting his hooded gaze. The way he melted under her touch was intoxicating—he was entirely hers.
Raising their joined hands, Haven shifted her position, moving from her knees to her feet. The change in pace made Cairo's hands slip from hers, only to find their way to her ass. His soft groans and moans fueled her confidence, a testament to her effect on him. Haven's unmatched poise and expertise had him utterly immersed in the experience.
"Fuck," he exhaled, clenching his teeth as his eyes flicked down to where their bodies met. When he looked back up, she was already staring at him, her head tilted slightly with a coy smile that always unraveled him.
Cairo's hands palmed her ass, his fingers digging into her skin as he spread her cheeks apart. He moved her up and down, drilling into her from the bottom. She slid up and down, their movements harmonizing with the swashing of her leaking.
"You're making me make a mess," she whimpered, her voice shaking as her moans and pants grew louder. Feeling his throbbing length inside her pushed her closer to the edge. Determined to bring her over, Cairo urged her on.
"Chase yo' nut,"
Haven rose slightly, her fingers working quick circles over her sensitive spot. Moments later, her release came in a rush, her body trembling as her waters spilled over him, soaking his lower half.
Pushing past her quivering nerves, she dropped back down, determined to bring him to his peak. Cairo's breathing grew ragged, his climax barreling toward him. She slowed her movements, angling herself perfectly to tease his most sensitive spot.
"Ah," he hissed, the heightened sensitivity sending a shockwave through him. He gently pushed her off, and she rolled onto her side, exhaling deeply.
Haven had been on one lately. In Turks, they had been going at it twice or even three times a day, chalking it up to the high of their engagement and the heightened arousal from the beautiful views.
But now, back at home for almost two weeks, the cycle hadn't stopped—it seemed like her stamina had become more fervent. She didn't know what it was, but she wanted to be on him from sun up to sun down. Cairo loved it, but it was wearing him out—not that he'd ever complain too much.
Before she could fully recover, Cairo scooped her up from the bed, making her squeal in surprise as he carried her to the bathroom. After a shared shower, they settled for a simple DoorDash order of their favorite wings and fries, the perfect remedy for their worked-up appetites.
