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Amalia…

He had me so wet it drove me wild, and filled my pussy slowly. God, he was thick, pressing out against my walls, it was almost hard to grip him. Laying on top of me like he was wasn’t oppressive by any means, in fact, it was quite the opposite. It was so full of love, light, and safety… he felt likehome.

“Kyle,” I gasped and he smiled.

“Anything for you, baby, just name it,” he growled.

“Kiss me!” His mouth was gentle against mine and we were deep into the kiss when he began to move, slowly, gently, careful ofme.

It was a slow burn, every careful thrust growing in intensity, but not speed, oh no. No matter how much I whimpered, whined, and begged, Kyle was taking this at his pace and of all the times I’d ever gotten it on with somebody, no matter how hard I’d ever fucked or been fucked, I never felt as thoroughly ravished as I did right now under the love of my absolutelife.

I wrapped my arms and legs around him, my hips rising off of the bed to meet his, my body fine-tuned and on that razor’s edge and it was killing me. I wanted to come again, I was so close to coming again, and he just expertly held me there. Smiling against my mouth and moaning mm-mm, to every request, every time I begged, every demand I made. Goddammit, he would just not be swayed.

You would think that as much as it frustrated the hell out of me it would piss me off, but no. Instead with every plea, every whining begging vocalization of what I wanted, I found myself giggling and laughing absurdly. My heart lighter than I ever remember it being, Kyle laughing and giggling back, our mouths pressed together, the tickling sensation of our laughter against each other’s lips just caused us to laugh and giggle evenmore.

It was the most fun I could ever remember having during sex, ever… and I realized it wasn’t just sex, it wasn’t just a fuck, this is what love felt like… this is what loving your best friend, what giving another person all of you and having them accept it unconditionally felt like, and it was a sobering thought.

I stopped laughing, and Kyle drew back just enough to look at me, stilling, brushing a stray hair out of my eyes that’d escaped my braid to ask, “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” I gasped, eyes welling. “Nothing’s wrong… I just love you so damnmuch.”

He smiled and it was the most perfect thing in the universe, dipping his head and pressing his lips to mine, the tone of everything suddenly shifted and I stopped caring about having it my way and started caring about just accepting what he was trying to give me and it opened up my eyes… not the ones I physically used to see, but emotionally, my heart, the windows to my very soul were thrown wide and I invited him in wholeheartedly.

He looked into my physical eyes, his so full of love, trust, and happiness that the tears of wonder in my own escaped and with a smile that could melt your heart he kissed me, his hips rolling into motion again. I gasped and gave myself over and stopped resisting and oh mygod…

Euphoria lifted in the center of my being, lighter than air, swirling out subtly at first, gently creeping like mist over a pond until I was completely enveloped in it. I drowned in Kyle’s attentions and had no desire to come up for air as he smiled serenely and whispered “That’s it, baby…” against myear.

I clung to him, and let it happen, the build torturously, sweetly, slow. My breath escaped in an impassioned plea. He rolled with me then, and suddenly I was on top, astride his body and I was determined to give him as good as I’d got. I placed my fingertips gently over his heart and closed my eyes, slowly rolling my hips, finding that sweet, sweet, spot inside me that I never could really get to with a partner outside this position.

There.

It felt like the tip of him nudged it just right there and I moved my hips accordingly, my head bowing, lips parting and voice spilling heavy into the dark of the room in a satisfied groan as I managed to take what I needed while simultaneously giving Kyle all ofme.

He watched me, expression glowing with love and light, hands on my hips gently encouraging, thumbs sweeping in the hollows there, at my front and I found myself in that blissed-out state where you just wish that you could hang off the moon among the stars forever… and Kyle was both my moon and my stars. My lover, my best friend, my rock, my support and the greatest thing to have ever happened tome.

“Oh god, I’m close,” I gasped. “I’m so close!”

“Take your time, baby… I could do this all night,” he said, but his voice was strained, a tell, he was lying but at the same time, I believed him. He would do this for me all night, for as long as I needed, because I needed himtoo.

It was an unexpected tipping point that sent me straight into the fall of orgasm. I jerked, pussy spasming around him and he cried out, hoarse, cock twitching in counterpoint and we both fell together… just like we did everythingelse.

Together… forever…

Forever was a really long time, my hazy mind thought out… but then… Still not long enough to make up for lost time… and that was the truth.

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The morning lightstreaming through the blinds fell across my eyes, waking me. I was warm, far too warm, and fetched up against a hard body. I lifted my head, groggy and opened my eyes to Kyle’s smiling, warm chocolategaze.

“Morning, baby.”

I felt a slow creeping smile cross my lips and said, “Hi,” almost shyly. It wasn’t the first time I had woken up beside Kyle. It wasn’t even the first time I’d woken up beside Kyle after a night of incredible sex. Still, there was something incredibly fragile about this moment and how shiny and newitfelt.

“How are you feeling,” he murmured, concerned, and I felt a slow, lazy smile spread across mylips.

“Mm, deeply satisfied… whole… you?”

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