She continued riding my dick sensually as I began switching in between her boobs and sucking on them my tongue flicking on her nipples, making sure they both got enough attention.
After riding for a while, I told her to lay next to . I made her face away from as she laid on her side, I layed behind her, and raised her leg.
Finding her pussy entrance and began thrusting in and out. She boobs going in circular motions. But finding a rhythm was a bit difficult because of the position so after a while she laid on her stomach and we got intiva collapsed doggy position.
Thrusting hard from behind, she pushed back against eting my thrusts. She looked back at , her eyes still needy as she moaned.
"Yes, fuck just like that please don’t stop,"
I flipped her over again, putting us in missionary. And began thrusting into her aggressively, increasing my pace as I felt my orgasm building up with each thrust.
Her body was squirming underneath as she barely managed to cope with the pleasure. She arced her back, spreading her legs apart wider, inviting in more and more.
Her pussy walls tightly massaging my dick with each thrust into her and I could feel she was nearing her climax too.
"I’m gonna cum baby, keep fucking like that you’re gonna make cum," she scread out.
Gradually, Increased my pace... Thrusting my hip back and forth as she also raised her hips eting my movents.
Our bodies becoming one montarily as waves of pleasure began flowing throughout our bodies as we both reached a crazy and wild orgasm, her eyes rolled up, showing only the white.
Her hands gripping the bedsheet, her legs shaking intensely as the orgasm ravaged her body.
After a while, I collapsed beside her, chest rising and falling as I tried to catch my breath. My body was spent, but my mind was still processing everything.
I turned my head to look at her. Her eyes were closed, her breathing slow and steady—she almost looked like she had fallen asleep.
"You okay?" I finally broke the silence.
She opened her eyes lazily and smirked. "You just put in three different positions, and you’re asking if I’m okay?" Her voice was teasing, but I could hear the exhaustion beneath it.
I chuckled. "Fair enough."
Silence settled between us again, only filled by the sound of our breathing. Then, she shifted closer, her bare skin brushing against mine. Her fingers traced absent-minded patterns across my chest before settling on my side. I felt the soft pressure of her breasts against my arm as she sighed, pulling into a warm embrace.
"This is nice," she murmured.
My body tensed slightly. This wasn’t supposed to happen. She was supposed to get up, get dressed, and leave. No attachnts. No unnecessary emotions. But now she was lying here, holding onto , saying things like this is nice—and my thoughts started racing.
I wasn’t sure how to respond, so I settled on the truth.
"You should know I suck at bed talk," I said casually.
She let out a small laugh. "You don’t say. I like it, though."
She lifted her head slightly, resting it on my chest, her fingers still tracing light patterns on my skin. "The only other person I’ve been with wouldn’t shut up about how amazing he was in bed. At least you don’t brag, even though you probably should," she added with a grin.
I smirked. "So what you’re saying is, I’m better?"
She laughed again, shaking her head. "Modest and cocky—interesting combination."
I chuckled, staring at the ceiling. I still didn’t know what to make of this mont, but for now, I let it be.
Another mont of silence passed before she spoke again.
"I’ll be leaving for school later this week," she said, her voice softer now. "Not sure when I’ll be coming back here, so... let’s do this again before I go?"
I glanced down at her, trying to gauge what she ant. "Uh... like now?"
She rolled her eyes, a teasing smirk on her lips. "Not now, dummy. I’m exhausted." She stretched slightly before nestling back against . "But you never know with ."
I chuckled. "Noted."
She grinned but didn’t say anything else, just let her fingers lazily trace along my skin. I could feel the warmth of her body against mine, the weight of the mont settling in.
She let out a soft sigh, her fingers still tracing random patterns on my chest. "You’re thinking too much again," she murmured.
I exhaled through my nose, a small smirk forming. "Yeah? And what exactly am I thinking about?"
She tilted her head up slightly, her eyes eting mine. "You’re trying to figure out what this ans. Trying to decide if you should feel guilty, or if you should keep your distance. Am I right?"
I hesitated, then shrugged. "Maybe."
She chuckled, shaking her head. "Relax. You’re not leading on. I told you already, I’m not expecting anything from you. I just wanted this."
That should’ve reassured . It didn’t.
I stared at the ceiling, my mind still spinning. This wasn’t supposed to be complicated. No strings, no attachnts. That was the unspoken agreent.
But why did I feel like I was breaking so invisible rule?
She shifted, pressing a soft kiss to my chest before propping herself up on her elbow. "You know, for soone who claims to be bad at bed talk, you’re pretty fun to ss with."
I smirked. "I do what I can."
She laughed, then stretched her arms above her head. "I should probably get up before I fall asleep here."
I nodded, but I didn’t move. Neither did she.
Minutes passed, and neither of us seed in a hurry to change anything and honestly I couldn’t possibly bla her. This was a very warm and cozy position to be in.
Maybe that was the problem.
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