Page 76 of Revered

“Don’t stop,” she begs, her hips grinding back against me.

“I’m not going to stop. Not until I make you come all over my cock,” I promise her, my hands on her hips.

Her body trembles beneath me.

“I’m so close,” she whimpers.

“Come for me, baby. I want to feel your pussy clench around my dick when you come,” I tell her, my fingers digging into her hips.

“Yes,” she hisses out. “I need this. I need to come.”

“Come for me,” I murmur against her ear again. “Come all over my dick.”

“Cove, I’m coming!” she cries, her pussy clenching tight around my cock.

I bury myself deep inside her, my hips bucking against hers as she rides her orgasm out. Eventually when she stills, I sweep the hair away from her face and drop a kiss on her shoulder.

“Are you good?”

“Yeah. So good.”

“I want to roll you over so I can kiss you, is that okay?”

“Mmm-hmm,” she replies, already sounding sleepy.

“Stay with me, baby. I’m not done with you yet.”

I pull out and roll Malia onto her back before settling between her legs, my cock notched at her entrance and eager to resume where we left off. But I want to slow this down, want it to last.

I kiss her deeply, holding her face in my hands as I slide my tongue into her mouth and lose myself in her taste.

“You feel so good,” she whispers against my lips when I break for air.

“So do you,” I murmur back. “You’re like a dream.”

“You’re the dream,” she whispers again before kissing me back.

I slowly push my cock inside her. Her pussy is so tight and hot I know I’m going to be coming soon.

I don’t want to jump straight into fucking her roughly. We’ve done that. I want to be gentle. I want to take my time.

“I love being with you like this,” I tell her, my eyes locked on hers as I slowly rock into her. She gasps and moans when I bottom out. “Feel good, baby?”

“It’s perfect.”

“You feel like heaven.” It’s on the tip of my tongue to make a joke about dying the happiest man alive, but I stop myself, not wanting any reminders of earlier to trigger her sadness.

“Cove?”

“Mmmm, baby?”

“Keep moving.”

“I am moving,” I tell her with a chuckle.

“No. Go faster.”

“You sure?”