My senses soar, relishing in the feeling of his bare glide inside of me. Primal urges overtake me and I open myself to him, taking his manhood until it won’t go any further. It’s so tight and wild, I lose myself in overwhelming passion for him.
He bends over and hugs my body to his chest as he fucks my ass, grunting and groaning with each deep thrust he gives. His breath warms my body, his teeth scrape my skin; everything calls for me to come again. He feels my climax and lets out one final growl before taking his own.
Junior holds me even tighter, embracing my body. “Ellie…” he whispers my name through baited breaths, his hips gently pulsing as he finishes inside.
His grip loosens and he lets me tumble to the pillows for a much-desired reprieve. He leans in, kissing my shoulder softly with concern in his eyes.
“Did I hurt you?”
I laugh, gently quivering as residual blooms of pleasure course through me. “No…”
He climbs off the bed and disappears into his bathroom for a towel. When he returns, he lies beside me, his fingers tracing random patterns on my skin to comfort me. “You’re amazing, Ellie,” he whispers.
I smile, gazing over at him. “You’re not too bad either.”
He laughs and kisses my nose. “So… what was it you wanted to talk about?”
My smile fades. “Oh…”
I swallow the panic down and search his eyes. He’s so happy right now, so tender and perfect. There’s a moment for something like this but this isn’t it. I can’t stand to ruin this one.
“You beat me to it,” I lie, bringing my smile back. “And said it better than I ever could.”
Junior smiles, believing me, and leans in for a kiss.