Page 38 of Mister President

Elias switched our positions and hovered over me. “You’re the first woman I’ve ever been with that considers me. Caters to me. Prioritizes me. Everything I did for you on this trip, you found a way to show me your appreciation in return. Whether it was with words of affirmation, service, or sneaking off to buy me a gift.

“Everything I’ve done for you and given, you’ve reciprocated in some way. Most women expect to be catered to and invested in without giving anything but pussy back in return. You and I haven’t even had sex yet, but you’ve given me access to your mind and heart, and I’ll forever be appreciative of that.”

“Does that mean you don’t want to break up with me anymore?”

He gave me a soft smile before kissing my lips.

“No, I don’t want to break up with you. I felt like I needed time to be alone, but the truth is, I don’t want to lose you.”

Cupping his cheeks, I pulled him down to my lips as I told him, “I don’t want to lose you either.”

Kisses led to him making his way down my body and using just his mouth alone to make me cum. It was the first time a man had ever made me cum. My heart palpitated as I watched him grab a condom. I’d been waiting for this moment for so long, and already, it was more than worth it.

“Are you sure you’re ready?” he asked, making his way back between my legs.

We’d already gotten tested together and talked about our likes and dislikes. Naturally, Elias was more experienced in the bedroom than me, and this was the only place he was more thanwilling to teach me exactly what he liked while showing me what I liked in the process.

“Yes, babe. I want you.”

“Good, because I want you too.” His lips lingered against mine as he pressed his way inside of me. “Bad as fuck,” he moaned as I pulled in a deep breath.

He stretched me so good. Filled me so well. Each time he muttered about how tight and wet I was, all I could do was whimper or gasp. I’d never been so wet in my life. Never felt a man so deep in my life. His strokes started out slow and careful, getting me adjusted to his size. When I was, we found a rhythm together that was medium paced as it sent a surge of rapidly rising pleasure through me.

“Elias,” I moaned as my legs locked around him. “It-it’s coming. I-I…”

“You’re what?” he asked as my back arched off the bed. “Hmm?”

“I’m about t-to c-cum.”

“Cum, baby. Let me feel everydropof that shit.”

I cried out as my pussy convulsed against him. He moaned and continued to stroke me, not pulling out until my orgasm subsided. “Fuck!” I yelled when he sucked my clit into his mouth. He sucked and licked my pussy until cum dripped out of me again.

“Turn around,” he commanded, voice low and sexy.

I did as I was told, gripping the sheets and moaning as he slipped back inside of me. That first stroke had me pushing back on his thigh.

“Mm mm,” he hummed. “Take it, Fi.”

“Ah.”

Elias grabbed my hand and rested it against my back. “Can you take it, Fi?”

“Yesss,” I slurred as my eyes fluttered and closed. “I can t-take it.”

“Good, ’cause I want to make you cum. I want you to cum for ya man.” He deepened my arch and hit a spot that made me damn near growl. “Can you cum for me?” My response was the pulsing of my walls as my pussy slathered him in cum. “That’s it. Do it for daddy.”

“Elias…oh my—ah…”

“That’s a good fucking girl, Fi. Look at that shit. Gooood fucking girl.”

As my body fell into the bed, Elias chuckled. He turned me onto my side before laying behind me.

“Babe,” I muttered, wrapping my arm around him from behind.

“Can I get one more?”

“Yes. Please don’t stop.”

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