"I'm gonna cum baby." Michaels voice rang through my ears.
His thrusts became sloppier, the kisses he placed down my cheek and on my neck were lazier than they were.
I looked up at him, I studied the way his mouth opened and shut his eyes in euphoria. I did this, I'm the one making him feel like this.
I didn't cum, but that doesn't mean anything. It was my first time.
Michael pulled out and threw the filled condom into the bin next to the nightstand.
"That was amazing." I chuckle out.
"You didn't cum." He says, disappointed.
"Michael you were the best first time I could've asked for, I don't know why I didn't - y'know - maybe it was just for my first time."
He nods, and then places a long kiss on my lips.
Michael Clifford, I think I love you.
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The feels
