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“I need to be inside you,” I said as I ran my hand up her thighs and slipped one finger between her fold. I found her clit and gently ran my finger up and down the side of it.

“Fuck, Charles,” Jess whimpered. She lifted up, and I reached down to guide myself into her.

Jess lowered herself onto me slowly. I reveled in the tight, wet glide of her as she lowered herself inch by agonizing inch.

“God,” she groaned when I was fully inside her. “So big.”

Her words seemed more to herself than for me, but I couldn’t disagree with the assessment. She was so perfect around me. Tight and hot and wet.

Her movement started slow and easy. More exploration than need. She reached up and fondled herself, and I couldn’t look away. She expertly plucked at her nipples like she did it often, and an image came to my mind of her pleasuring herself for me.

“Reach down and play with yourself,” I commanded from my place on the bed.

Jess whimpered and complied. Her hands slipped down between us and I could feel her brushing against herself. She increased her pace. Riding me fast.

“That’s it, angel, ride me like you mean it.”

Her orgasm seemed to crash into her all at once. She clenched around me as she came.

“Yes.”

I flipped us over and raised her leg for better access. “I’m going to fuck you hard now,” I said, but I didn’t wait for her reply. “Look at you taking me so well, angel,” I said as my cock disappeared into her. When I could finally look away from the sight of being inside her, her eyes were closed, and she had thrown her head back.

“Look at me,” I demanded. “Look at me while I fuck you.”

She opened her eyes, and they landed on me. Her pupils were blown and slightly unfocused.

I increased my pace. I was losing control. Losing myself in her. Losing my fucking mind.

I roared when I came, and Jess tightened around me again. She had closed her eyes, but I saw it. I saw the moment she fell apart around me.

I didn’t pull out and instead collapsed on top of Jess. I kissed her once, twice, three times before I couldn’t hold myself up anymore. Her arms came up around me and ran along my back. My skin jumped at the contact like it was trying to follow her touch, unwilling to let it go.

“Shit,” I said after a moment. My arms shook slightly as I raised myself off her. I was still inside her, softening, but not yet soft enough to slip out. “I came in you. Shit. I didn’t even ask.”

“I have an IUD,” she said. “Even if I didn’t—” she didn’t finish her sentence and just shrugged.

“I guess we have some things to talk about,” I said. I finally softened enough to slip out of her and rolled over to my side. She didn’t move, her leg spread wide and just rolled her head to look at me. Unable to help myself, I slipped my hand down to play with our combined come.

“Yeah,” she said breathlessly. “We do.”

I brought my finger up and traced her nipple, leaving a path of our come. She moaned softly, her hands playing in my hair and scratching my scalp as I leaned down to lick her clean.

I reached down and coated my fingers again. This time, I lifted them to her lips. I paused there in a silent question, begging entry.

She acquiesced and opened her mouth slowly. I traced her lips and slipped my finger inside. She sucked my finger clean before I bent down to taste us on her lips. The taste was divine. Something I would never tire of.

“This isn’t talking,” she said when I lifted my head again. Her lips were red and ripe and shiny from my kiss.

“Are you sure? I’m definitely using my lips for it.”

I traced said lips along her jaw to the spot behind her ear that I found when I was seventeen and never forgot.

“Charles,” she whimpered again as she reached for my head and pulled it back gently.

“You’re right,” I said, pulling away, “talking.”

She turned on her side and slid into the space under my arm. I rubbed up and down her back and let her lead us in our talk.