Page 33 of Say Yes

My head jerked in the affirmative. “I like very much.”

That was all Philip needed to hear before he dove back in, lapping and licking up all my juices. He opened me wider and plunged his tongue deep inside, mimicking the movement his cock would soon be making. I writhed and moaned under his oral assault, and just when I felt my orgasm rise, he pulled away from me, his mouth glistening with my wetness.

“I want to be inside you when you come.”

Philip reached over and dug through the nightstand drawer and pulled out a condom. Luckily, we’d already talked about birth control, because we’d wanted to be prepared for when we both decided it was time. Philip tore open the wrapper and quickly donned the rubber. He rubbed his cock up and down my slit, wetting it. With each upward pass, he dragged it across my clit, causing the most delicious friction.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes, please. I want to feel you inside me, Philip,” I begged, thrusting my hips up to meet his. It caused a most exquisite sensation.

“Look at me, Casey. I want you to keep your eyes on me,” Philip growled, the command clear.

My eyes shot to his as he fisted his cock and placed it against my opening. Ever so slowly, he entered, letting me adjust to his size. Inch by glorious inch, he pressed onward, and there was the slightest burning as he stretched me wide.

“I feel so full, Philip. It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before. No, don’t stop,” I directed, my hands clutching his forearms tightly, nails digging into this skin, when he paused at my words. “Keep going. I want it all.”

Sweat poured off his face with the restraint he maintained. He pulled out a little and then pushed in, going a little farther this time. He repeated the motion again and again, using my own body’s lubrication to help ease the way. I was panting and sweating as, with one final forward motion, Philip was fully seated inside me. Our eyes remained locked in an intimate stare as we were finally one.

“I love you, Casey,” Philip said, his voice rough and ragged. His hips jerked, and we both moaned as my inner muscles clenched down, trying to keep him inside.

“I love you so much.” Never before had I felt such joy. Every heartbreak in my life had led me to this exact moment. I’d had to go through hell to arrive in heaven. I’d been broken, but Philip and his love had helped heal me. “Make love to me, Philip.”

“I thought I was,” he joked.

“How about this then…fuck me.” My body moved of its own volition at my dirty word as I arched my pelvis upward, causing him to slide even deeper. It was as though I’d unleashed something inside both of us, because Philip let out an animalistic growl, pulled back, and thrust deep. My legs wrapped around his waist, and my nails lightly raked down his back. I met him stroke for stroke and kiss for kiss as the thread inside me tightened. He caged my head between his arms, and we never broke eye contact, even as the tension inside me grew.

“Come for me, Casey,” Philip commanded as he changed positions, and with every thrust, his pelvis rubbed my clit. With his new angle, he hit that special spot inside, and with the increased friction on my nub, it was more than I could take. My whole body tightened, and I screamed my release. Philip continued to thrust, and almost immediately, he roared out his climax as his back arched, and the tendons in his neck tightened. Heat spread through me, and tiny spasms continued to flutter in my center.

Philip pulled out, disposed of the condom, and then climbed back into the bed, pulling me against his chest. I nuzzled my cheek against the small amount of hair he had. Our sweat-slicked skin glided against each other, and I shivered. Philip cursed before shifting and pulling the covers over us. I cuddled in closer to him to absorb his body heat. My whole body was relaxed and sated.

He tugged on my hair, and I leaned back to look up at him. “You doing okay?”

I smiled dreamily at him. “Never been better. That was amazing.”

Our mouths met, and he swallowed my sigh of contentment. My eyes grew heavy, and soon, I began to drift off. Right before I fell asleep, I whispered one last time, “I love you, Philip.” I thought I heard him whisper it back, but I was fast asleep.

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