❝Goddammit! I hate you! I hate you and your dumb voice! and your stupid muscles and your awfully attractive face!❞
❝You think I'm attractive?❞
❝Fuck no!❞
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Dangerous, wild and rebellious.
Calm, cool and collected.
Darya just wan...
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"You ready for it, sweetheart?" I rasp, and her lips part on a shaky breath before she nods.
She's beautiful. Goddamn beautiful. And I'm so hard it hurts. My heartbeat takes off like it's on a breakaway as I tear open the condom packet with my teeth. I cover myself with one hand, then stick two fingers of my free hand into her pussy, scissoring my way through.
She moans, licking her lips as she tries to set her wrists free from the rope tied to the headboard as my fingers continue to torment her.
Gripping my shaft, I position myself between her thighs. My breathing is equally unsteady. Hell, my hand is even trembling around my cock as if I've never done this before. But I really haven't done this in months.
Darya and I made a conscious decision to take a break from the physical aspect of our relationship, we didn't want our urges taking the lead in our relationship, so for months, we deliberately avoided intimacy, focusing on building a deeper bond. Prioritizing emotional connection over desire.
So we filled our days with long walks, coffee dates, reminiscing about our past, and planning sessions about our future. We mapped out post-grad plans, researched vacation spots, and explored the city together, savoring each other's company.
It was a wild ride, exhilarating and all-consuming, and I wouldn't trade it for the world, because I'm planning to spend the rest of my life, if she permits me, with her.
Darya pushes her hips forward impatiently and I instinctively push forward - trying to concentrate on the present - making me ease in. Just the tip, but holy hell, the pressure is incredible. She's hot and tight, squeezing me into oblivion.
"Shitshitshitshitshit." It's all she seems capable of saying as my cock tunnels deeper.
Darya's cheeks are flushed, her eyes glassy as she bites her lips, trying to be quiet, grip tight on the headboard.
I pull back, leaving just the tip of my cock in her, before I bend forward, taking one nipple in my mouth.
She moans in response and I push into her tight, wet heat and my dick is in heaven, all the way in. I'm in heaven. I release the nipple with a wet smack, watching the pink nipple glisten in the morning sun.
Fuck. I still can't believe this girl is mine.
I lean forward and cover her torso with mine, my elbows on either side of her head as I bend down to kiss her. Then I start to move.
"Oh... Ethan..." she whispers the words into my lips and I swallow them up with another tongue-tangling kiss.
I fuck her slowly, letting her get used to the sensation, because it's been so long and I don't want to mess things up, but my girl has missed this as I have.
It's her who pushes back into me, who hooks her legs around my ass. It's her who starts rocking up to meet my every thrust, and her who says, "Faster, Ethan," as I desperately try to go slow.
