Chapter 24 #3
The stretch felt slow and warm and familiar.
My breath left me as he filled me. I grabbed his arm and held on to him as he stroked me, and the gentleness in it made my eyes close for a moment.
When I opened them, he was still watching me with a look that made my body shake.
His eyes were soft and vulnerable, full of love, and he did not look away, not even once.
He kept my leg lifted and kissed my ankle as his hips moved against mine.
Every time he slid forward, I could feel the emotion behind it, and it made my heart throb because I had never felt anyone look at me like this.
He brushed my cheek with his free hand and kept staring at me while his hips continued moving slow.
“Pluto,” he whispered. “I love you.”
The way he said it made my pussy open even more. “I love you too,” I whispered.
His movements grew deeper. It wasn’t hard but just fuller, like he wanted me to feel everything he had inside him.
I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and pulled him closer, and the position made him go even deeper.
He moaned against my neck and the sound warmed me all over.
I lifted my hips to meet him and the pleasure built slowly and until I felt that familiar heat beginning to rise again.
“Pressure,” I breathed, my voice low and shaky. “I’m getting close.”
He kissed me deeply and slid his hand up my thigh while he pressed his hips right against mine. “Cum for me, baby,” he whispered into my mouth. “Cum with me.”
The way his body moved, the closeness of his face, the warmth of his love, and the soft weight of his hand on my stomach all came together at once. I could feel everything rising fast and strong, and my hands gripped his shoulders as the pleasure took over me again.
“I’m fucking cuming again,” I whispered against his lips. “Pressure, I’m cuming.”
He held my thigh tighter and moved deeper, letting his breath break against my neck. “I know baby. I feel it,” he whispered.
My back arched and my eyes closed as the orgasm rushed through me, and he kissed me while my body trembled around him.
He held me close as he continued to move, and the closeness of his body made the pleasure stretch out longer.
His breath grew heavier and his hips pressed against me with more need.
“Baby,” he whispered, kissing me again. “I’m ‘bout to cum too. I’m cumin’ in my pussy.”
His voice had that warm rush in it, and the heat from his body let me know he was close. He pressed his forehead to mine and moved slowly, letting everything build.
I held him close and whispered his name again, and that did it for him. His body tensed, his hips pushed forward, and he let out a growl.
Right after that growl, something shifted in him. His grip changed, and the way he moved turned harder and deeper, almost wild. His hips snapped into me with force and the sound of our bodies hitting got loud.
His thrusts hit so deep that I had to press my hand against his chest. His hand slid under my thigh and lifted it higher, and the angle made him press into spots that made my stomach tighten and my toes curl.
Each time he moved, he hit me harder, smacking right into me with a thrust that told me he was losing control fast. His hips popped against mine with sharp, full strokes that made my whole body react, and I could hear the need in every sound he made.
“Fuck,” he breathed, his voice tight and strained because of how close he was.
His hips picked up speed and the sound of him meeting my body got louder, wetter, and more intense.
His balls was smacking into me like he was locked in and couldn’t stop even if he tried.
His face was right against mine while he did it, and that made it feel even more intense.
My leg shook against his hand and he held it open for himself while he drove his dick into me again and again, each thrust harder than the last. His grip on my thigh tightened and his breath broke in my ear when he hit the deepest part of me.
His pace got almost frantic from the need building in his body. He pushed into me with a force that sent sparks through my stomach. He was gone now, fully in that last-minute rush where he was trying to hold on but his body was fighting him every second.
“Baby… I’m finna nut,” he groaned against my mouth as he slammed into me again. His voice had that thick edge to it that only came out when he was about to cum hard. His hips snapped forward with a power that made my nails dig into his shoulders, and he moaned when he felt me clamp around him.
This was the moment a different side of him came fully out, the one that only showed when he was seconds from releasing inside me. His whole body flexed, and his hips jerked.
Suddenly, I felt the warmth of him spill inside me as he held me, and I wrapped my arms around his shoulders while he finished. He kissed me over and over, never pulling away as he came, and the emotion on his face made the moment even deeper.
When he was done, he breathed against my lips and laid on top of me gently, letting his weight settle without crushing me. His body was warm and relaxed, and he kissed me again with slow passion.
We laid there wrapped together in the mess we had made, our legs tangled and our hearts beating against each other.
His hand rested on my stomach again as if he wanted to touch our baby one more time before he fell into me completely.
I kissed his cheek and he smiled softly, his lips brushing mine again.
“I love you,” he whispered one more time.
And I felt it everywhere.