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My balls start to tense up, and I know I’m about to cum. I reach down and rub her clit with my thumb, needing her to get hers first. The walls of her pussy start to contract around my dick and I know she’s almost there.
“That’s it, baby, cum for me,” I whisper to her. I thrust into her a couple more times.
“Mason!” she screams out my name as her release covers my cock. I thrust— one, two, three more times and growl out as I cum harder than I ever have before. I drop my forehead to hers.
“Savannah,” I whisper her name. “What the hell are you doing to me?”
She gives me an innocent smile, cups my face with both hands, and places a kiss on my lips. “Whatever it is, you’re doing it to me too.”
I kiss her passionately, then move off of her and head to the bathroom. I dispose of the condom and wet a washcloth to take to Minx. I’ve never cared about cleaning a woman up after sex, but with Minx, I seem to be doing a lot of things I’ve never done before. I come out of the bathroom and put my boxer briefs on. I grab my shirt to give to Minx and move over to her. She has her eyes closed.
“Did I put you to sleep?” I tease her. A giggle falls from her lips as she opens her eyes.
“Almost.” She smiles, sitting up and pulls my shirt over her head. I reach down and gently clean up between her legs. I place a kiss on the top of her thigh as I finish.
“You didn’t have to do that,” she tells me.
“I wanted to do that.” I kiss her forehead and toss the washcloth into the hamper. I climb into bed next to her, pulling the blanket over us. Then roll onto my side and pull her against me so her back is flush with my front. She lets out a content sign.
I could get used to this, I think to myself as I drift off to sleep.
