Page 125 of Sven

That was it. Whatever restraint he was trying to hold on to broke. He kissed her, and she opened to him. Her hands pulled at his shirt, and next thing he knew, he was shirtless, lying on the floor with Natalie on top of him. Fuck, it was everything.

“You’ve been wearing a shirt entirely too long,” she said as she traced his abs.

“I apologize and promise to do better in the future,” he said with a smirk.

She finally smiled, and it lit him up. She slipped her shirt off over her head, and he sat up enough to catch one of her perfect nipples in his mouth. A gasp left her mouth followed by a moan, and it was everything.

Somehow, in the mess of hands and mouth, they managed to rid her of her pants and shove his down enough that she was able to sink down on his cock and . . .

“Fuck, Natalie, you are perfect,” he groaned out as she began to rise and fall on him.

She leaned her head down, and he reached for her as their lips met, and she grinded on him. As long as he had Natalie, everything would be fine.

Then she sat up and started riding him. She rose and fall on him as he cupped her breast. Then, with his other hand, he found her clit and threw her head back and moaned.

“Fuck, that feels good,” she said as her rise and falls turned into rocks. He could tell she was close.

He wanted her to have this one, because he wasn’t going to stop at one.

“That’s right, baby. Let go.”

Then he pinched her clit, and she screamed and looked down at him a moment before her climax hit. He could feel her pussy clench around him, and he was tempted to follow her right over the cliff, but he wasn’t done yet.

Once she came down from her orgasm, he moved her off and got her on her knees and moved behind her.

“Good?” he asked, checking in.

“Yes,” he gasped out as their eyes connected in the wall of mirrors across from them.

Yeah, he looked at them. The filthy visual on Natalie, on her hands and knees and her perfect fucking tits, lit him up. Heplunged into her and watched her face contort in pleasure as her tits swung beneath her.

“You are perfect,” he said as she continued to move in and out of her.

He spread her cheeks to watch where they connected. “Fuck,” he groaned, thrusting into her a bit harder.

His eyes found hers again in the mirror as he fucked her.

“I love you,” she gasped out. That just about did him in. No one had ever told him that during sex before. He’d never loved anyone like he loved her.

“I love you, too. Baby, I need you to give me one more. Can you do that?”

She nodded, panting, holding his gaze in the mirror.

“Good, touch yourself.”

She nodded and slipped a hand down to her pussy. He changed his grip on her, sliding one around her waist to take a little of her weight since she was balancing with only one hand.

“Oh my god, Sven, I’m going to come,” she cried out as he pounded into her.

Then her entire body clenched as she opened her mouth is a silent scream. Sven gave two last thrusts and lost himself to his own orgasm that ripped out of him and left him panting and breathless. He fell to his side, pulling Natalie to him. He peppered her back with kisses as he held her the last pulses of pleasure leaving his body.

“Oh my god,” she said in her cute Southern drawl. “Sven, that was amazing.”

“Yeah . . .” was all he could say.

They lay there panting in each other’s arms. Finally, he found it in him to move and slipped out from behind her.

“Why don’t we get dressed and head up to bed?” he said, pulling his pants up and handing Natalie her clothes. “I should probably check on Winnie.”

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