Page 76 of Don't Puck Your Best Friend’s Girl

"I love you, too, Cade." I kiss him sweetly, gently on his lips.

I lean back so that he can take in the full view of my naked body. When he tries to kiss me again, I put my finger to his lips. "Ah, ah," I tease.

He waits patiently for a second.

Then I sit up to my knees, twirling my hair over my shoulder, hoping I whip him in the face with my ends. Then I bend over while looking over my shoulder at him.

His eyes rake over my body, making me ten times wetter. I rest on my forearms, sticking my ass in front of him. His dick points straight at me.

"Saylor," he moans, rubbing my back, gripping my waist. He squeezes my ass cheeks, eyeing my pussy.

I can't explain the feeling in my chest, but the way he makes me feel is just––

Oh.

He licks my pussy and all the way up my ass crack. It feels so fucking good that I let it happen. He grabs my ass again, this time aiming his dick for me.

He pushes to enter, my body tensing from the feel of his skin on mine. I glance back, reveling that he's enjoying his view. He pumps a few times until he's completely inside of me.

"Baby," he moans softly. "We're official now, aren't we?"

My pussy aches when he stops moving to lean down. He moves my hair back over my shoulders and says, "If you want to be my girlfriend, Saylor, I will make love to you however you'd like."

I moan, suddenly realizing that he's pressing himself into me as far as he can. He's really fucking deep, and it feels so good.

He grabs my neck softly, reaching for my chin. I move my hips against him.

"Tell me that you're mine," he groans as I gently bite his thumb. "And I'll give you what you want."

"I'm yours, Cade. Now show me how much you love me."

He releases his hold and pulls back, glancing down at our connection. He catches me watching him. "You're getting wetter, baby."

He holds my waist as he slowly starts to move. "Oh, fucking hell, Saylor. You love being my girlfriend, don't you? Don't worry, I'll always make sure you're taken care of."

His fingers find my clit as he thrusts in and out of me.

Oh, fuck!

He doesn't stop, just keeps his rhythm. And the consistency is what builds me up into an explosive orgasmic release. My face plunges into the pillow to muffle my song. The sound of him saying he's coming sends my vagina into another frenzy. He fills me with his semen and immediately grabs the towel to catch it before it leaks all over my bed.

I keep my ass in the air as he cleans me.

"That was––" he whispers.

"Ask me again," I mutter, unable to help my romantic side. Is being asked to his girlfriend officially while having sex romantic? I don't think so.

"Cade."

He throws the towel to the side and brings my face to his, kissing me. "Baby?"

I search his eyes, trying to hide my blush but failing.

He says, "I want you in every way possible, Saylor. Will you be my girlfriend?"

I nod, smiling, as he kisses me. "I. Love. You."

Kiss. Kiss. Kiss.

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