Page 40 of Amethyst

So I thrust into her.

And I groan. A long low growl, because my God, I’ve entered paradise.

I hold myself for as long as I can, until the animal urge overtakes me, and I pull out and thrust back in, this time harder.

I clench my jaw. Easy. I need to make this last. Not just for Jenna, but also for me.

My balls are already scrunched up toward my body, and I fear my body will betray me. So I hold myself inside her again for another few seconds, gathering my strength, my will.

Then I pull out, dangle my cock between her lips for a moment, and look at her.

Her eyes are closed again, but I want them open.

I want her to see who is above her. I want her know it’s me. I’m the one welcoming her back into the world of physical pleasure.

“Jen…”

She opens her eyes. “Yes, Max?”

“Keep your eyes open. Please. Look at me. Look at me as I make— Fuck you.”

She nods, and her gaze meets mine. Love hits me like a lightning bolt.

“You’re so beautiful,” I say again.

I can’t say it enough. Beautiful is too tame a word for Jenna. Gorgeous, magnificent, splendid. None are good enough.

“You are too, Max. And you’re so…”

“What?”

“You’re fucking huge.”

I can’t help myself. I grin. A huge fucking grin splits my face.

I slide out of her, plunge back in. I stop going slowly. I can’t. I’m too turned on. Too ready to spill into her.

Thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust…

And I’m ready…

I’m ready to give her all of me.

To pour not only my semen into her body but also my heart and soul into her as well.

So I do it.

I thrust into her one more time, releasing.

And with each contraction, with each volcanic eruption inside my body, I silently say to her the words inside my heart.

I love you, Jenna.

I love you, Jenna.

I love you, Jenna.

And I hope she feels them.

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