Page 69 of With Love

As much as I want to start thrusting in and out of her sweet pussy, I stop myself. I need to feel her. I need to bask in the familiarity of me being inside of her. It’s been so long, so much has happened to her, I wasn’t sure if it would feel the same. I wasn’t sure if we would feel the same together.

Still not moving, I look down at her to make sure that she’s okay and I see tears streaming down her face. Just as I’m about to ask if she’s okay, she places one of her hands on each side of my face. Using her thumbs, she wipes tears that I didn’t even realize I had shed from my eyes.

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Adrienne

Looking up at Marshall, feeling him inside of me, brings tears to my eyes. His presence doesn’t feel intrusive. I don’t feel like I’m being violated. It feels perfect. It feels like home. It feels like I am complete again.

I see tears brimming in his eyes and I reach my hands up to wipe them away. He has a questioning look in his eye and I know he is waiting for me to tell him that I am okay. That he can continue.

I nod my head and he begins moving inside of me. He starts off slow but, thankfully, picks up speed after a moment. I need hard and fast after what he’s put me through so far. It was infuriating but honestly, I’m not complaining. It felt so fucking good.

As Marshall continues thrusting in and out, he picks up one of my legs and places it on his shoulder. Leaning over me, my leg is stretched to the max, but being this open for him turns me on even more than I already am. Reaching down with one of his hands, he grabs my clit between his fingers and pinches slightly. He starts thrusting faster. I pinch one of my nipples and place my other hand on his cheek, pulling him in for a kiss.

His thrusting becomes faster, still. I can feel my orgasm getting closer and closer. I pray that I don’t lose it, but I honestly don’t think that would be possible. Marshall knows exactly what he’s doing. Just a few thrusts more and we both come undone. I scream out in pleasure as he grunts his release. He lets go of my leg and it falls to the mattress underneath me. He collapses on top of me, his forehead landing on my sternum. Each of us breathing heavily as though we’ve never taken a breath before.

My fingertips move to his head and I begin running them all over his scalp. He brings his lips to my skin and presses a kiss between each of my breasts. He cups my boobs together and kisses each mound before gently licking each of my nipples, sending waves of electricity to my core and creating intense aftershocks.

“Marshall… no… more…” I say to him. I can feel his smile spread across his face against my skin.

He moves further up the bed so he is next to me and takes me into his arms.

“Are you okay?” He asks me, lifting my chin and looking at me.

“Yeah, I’m perfect.” I answer. And I am. I’ve never felt so complete before.

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