2. *good Jewish boy part 2* [smut]

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Y/N's pov

It's our sixth anniversary today.
I sat in my room, writing him a 3-page love letter when I see him walking by my front lawn through my window. He has a small bouquet in his hands. I hurry down the stairs after I hear the doorbell ring, every step I take mirrors my hyper mental state.
I open the door to see my beautiful curly-headed boyfriend.
"Happy anniversary, beautiful" He says and takes me into his arms. "These are for you"
I release myself from the hug and grab the bouquet.
"Thank you so much" I exclaim as he embraces me again.
" I have a surprise for you" He whispers.
"Oh really?"
"Come with me"
He leads me to his house, which is just a couple of streets down and stops right in front of the door.
"My parents aren't at home. They had some sort of Jewish convention to go to. I'm staying at Richie's, but I have my house key so I thought this was a good idea."
He unlocks the door and leads me into his living room.
"What's your great idea, love?"
"You'll find out" He replies as he pulls me onto the couch. "So, before I do anything, do you give me permission to touch you?"
I giggle then reply "I do give consent"
"Ok then"
He picks me up and puts me on his shoulder, my legs hanging as he goes up the stairs and into his room. He throws me onto his bed and lays next to me.
He puts one hand on my thigh and the other on my cheek as he leans in for a kiss. He kisses softly and slowly, his eyes shut, and his hand caressing my cheek. His other hand, the one on my thigh, squeezed ever so slightly.
As our kiss became more passionate, his hand began to rise, coming closer and closer to my core. I reach down and rub the bulge on his pants.
He breaks away from the kiss.
"Do you want me to keep going?" He says, his eyes full of lust.
"Yes please"
He stands up and pulls me to where my legs hang off of the bed. He slowly unbuttons my shorts and pulls them down, along with my underwear. He kneels at the end of the bed, his face right between my thighs. I could feel his warm breath on my womanhood. He licks it and then looks over at me.
"Wow, you're really wet, I discovered an ocean, didn't I?"
I nod as he slowly slips his fingers into my wetness. I instantly begin breathing hard. He slowly pumps his finger in and out, keeping a steady pace. Then he begins going faster, then slows down. He alternates this pattern, which drives me absolutely crazy. As he speeds up, my back arches and he attaches his mouth to my clit, licking it in synch with his fingers, at the same alternating pattern. I pull on his curls as I came closer and closer to my climax.
"Babe I'm almost there"
He then immediately moves away from me.
"ugh what's wrong? I was almost-"
I moan loudly as he inserts his hard, protected dick into my pussy.
He goes in and out slowly and gets near my ear.
"You like that?" he whispers in a deep, hungry voice.
"yes, yes"
He kisses my neck as he goes deeper and deeper inside of me, reaching deeper than I thought was possible.
He quietly groans into my ear, making chills run through my body.  I run my hands through his hair and moan out his name as if it were a prayer. He massages my tits as he goes a dramatically slower speed, which makes me quiver under him and quietly beg him to go faster.
"no" he says, going in and out slowly, deeper each time.
He makes love bites all on my neck and chest, making sure he marks his territory. He rubs my clit with his hand as he begins to speed up, signaling he is about to reach his climax as well.
"I'm gonna cum"
"Wait for me my love, let's cum together" he says and goes deeper and faster than ever before.
I cum all over his dick as he shoots his love juice into the condom. He keeps thrusting slowly until he rides out the orgasm.
He pulls out, takes the condom off, throws it away, then he lays beside me, his arms holding me close to him.
"So. How'd you like your surprise?" he asks as he runs his hands through the hair on my back.
"That was amazing, my love" I respond as I brush his lips with mine. We kiss passionately for a little bit until he pulls away and holds me as I put my head on his neck.
"let me get you one of my sweaters and a blanket"
He brings you a sweater from his closet for me to put on and after I put it on, he gets a blanket to put on top of both of us.
"You're such a good Jewish boy" I say and he smirks at me.
"definitely" he says and hold me closer.
He holds me as I doze off to sleep.
They never asked me when I'll be back home....

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