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Sebastian
A feeling of pure bliss enveloped me as I sank into Grace’s heat.I watched myself stretch her open inch by inch, shuddering at the sensation of her walls sucking me in.She was so close to falling over the edge.I could tell by the way her entire body quivered in my arms and her head fell back, mouth parted in an expression of ecstasy.It was too soon for Grace’s finale.If I saw her come undone now, I wouldn’t last more than three seconds.With a steadying breath, I willed myself to remain still.Grace needed time to adjust, and I needed time to think about anything other than the warmth of her cunt wrapped around me.After a longmoment of nothing but ragged breaths, Grace shifted, hooking her other leg around my waist so she was completely wrapped around me.I sank deeper, and a breathy whimper slipped past her lips.Her hands found my hair a moment later, and she gripped the strands tightly between her fingers.
I closed my eyes, fingers pressing into the flesh of her ass as I willed myself to hold off.“Give me a moment,” I groaned, sensing her impatience.She wanted to move just as badly as I did.
Ever so slowly, I pulled out, our eyes never straying from each other.When just my tip remained inside of her, I plunged back in, deep and hard.Grace’s head fell back against the tile as she let out a long, throaty moan.I’d never felt so consumed with pleasure—she was gripping my cock perfectly.If this was the end, and the last thing I got to do was be inside of Grace, I’d die a happy man.
Thankfully for me, this wasn’t the end.
It was just beginning.
“You feel so fucking good,” I said, eyes raking over her naked body as I snapped my hips back and forth in a slow, steady rhythm.I didn’t know where to look.Every inch of her was perfection.Her tits bounced with each of my thrusts, the toned muscles along her lower stomach contracting as she urged her hips forward.Was this real?It had to be.I’d imagined this very moment more than I cared to admit, and never once had it felt so fucking good.
Grace’s hold on my hair tightened.She yanked my head back and crashed her lips against mine.We both moaned in unison.I continued at a steady pace, bucking my hips into her, using the wall to help support us both.Never in my life had I beenso determined to make someone scream my name.I needed to hear her say it again, this time with my cock buried inside of her.Grace pulled away from my mouth and dragged her lips along the side of my neck.She left a trail of hot kisses and love bites over my skin.My pace stuttered as she whispered into my ear, hot breath tickling the skin along my neck.
“I need more.”
If I’d had more restraint, I would have made her beg.Nothing would have pleased me more than seeing her on hands and knees.But I’d spent far too long imagining this very moment to risk coming in her mouth.There would be time for that in the future.
The next time I pulled out, I hesitated for a moment, tip perched along the seam of her opening, throbbing with need.Just as Grace’s eyes snapped open, another demand poised on her lips, I slammed into her hard, driving the entirety of my length inside her.Something warm rushed down my leg.It was all the confirmation I needed to continue at a punishing pace, moving like a piston in and out of her as the last shred of my control evaporated.Grace let out a string of half curses, half moans.The sound only drove to me to move faster, one hand moving to squeeze her nipple between my fingers.
Her walls fluttered around me.I could sense she was as close to the edge as I was.I tried to hold myself back, tried to prolong the inevitable, but neither of us seemed capable.We moved in tandem, each of us bucking against the other, chasing that impending explosion.I was losing myself to her, to the knowledge that no other woman would ever compare to Grace.
As she began to tense, just moments away from falling over the edge, I reached down and pressed my thumb against herclit.That was all it took for Grace to let out a strangled cry in climax, screaming out my name like a promise.Her back arched as her walls clamped down, squeezing even tighter as she pulsed around me.The sensation was too overwhelming.My own body stiffened, balls tightening as a hot rush of bliss shot down my spine.Pleasure like nothing I’d ever experienced rushed over me as I found my release.I pressed my face into the crook of her neck, riding out the aftershocks of my orgasm with my lips against her delicate skin.
Heavy breathing permeated the air.I didn’t want this moment to be over.In fact, I would have happily stayed inside of Grace forever.But eventually she unhooked one of her legs from around my waist and reached for the floor.I pulled out and gently set her on the ground.We met each other’s eyes as the silence expanded.
I couldn’t have predicted any of this.There had always been a sliver of doubt, despite the weeks of teasing banter and heated stares.I knew she wanted me just as much as I wanted her, but Grace was stubborn and willful.I’d always thought she was too proud to give in to her desires when it came to me.
Slowly, I leaned forward and pressed my lips to hers.I needed her to know that this wasn’t some one-time—
Grace gently pushed me back, her bare hand like an iron across the skin of my chest.
“Are you oaky?Was that too much?”
She shook her head, but I could see the looming panic in her eyes.
“Grace—”
“That can’t happen again,” she said in a rush, frantically collecting her scattered clothes.“We had to get it out of our systems.Right?”
Her words were a sucker punch to my gut, and being braced for the impact only made the pain worse.I was well and truly fucked, that much was obvious.Grace could ruin me with little more than a few words.This wasn’t just an attraction I felt for her.It was much deeper.
“You’re right,” I agreed, watching stupidly as she dressed herself in haste.
“Would you mind keeping this between us?”
Grace wouldn’t look me in the eyes; she regretted everything.The shame was so clearly written in the trembling of her hands.
“Wouldn’t dream of it.”
Somehow, watching her leave felt even worse than hearing her say we had to get this out of our systems.
After a long few minutes of waiting for my heartbeat to steady, I stumbled out of the locker room, startled to discover someone just beyond the door.Lydia sat on the edge of a padded recovery table, arms crossed over her chest and a knowing expression painted across her face.She was dressed in sweats, her long black hair pulled back into a braid.She was a quiet observer, much in the way that Bryce was.
“Interesting choice,” she said, nodding to the locker room door behind me.
