Page 131 of F*ckboys

Her smile widens into a grin. "Round two at your place?"

I chuckle, nipping at her jaw playfully. "Don't threaten me with a good time, woman."

She laughs, the sound music to my ears. In this moment, tangled up together, the world feels right again. Fallon is here, in my arms, and this time I'm not letting her go.

Back at my condo, we don't waste any time. I lead her into the bedroom where I yank down her panties once again and slide a finger into her wet heat, groaning at how ready she is for me. "So wet, baby. You want this fat cock in your ass, don't you?"

She whimpers, pushing back against my hand. "Yes, please Aksel. I need you."

"Good girl," I praise, withdrawing my finger. Wasting no time, I snatch a container of lube from the nightstand drawer. Snapping it open, I squeeze out an ample amount of the clear gel and apply it to my hard cock. I grip her hips, lining myself up with her entrance. "Relax for me."

I push in slowly, gritting my teeth at the tightness. She's panting, hands fisting in the sheets. I pause, rubbing a soothing hand over her lower back. "Breathe, Fallon. You can take it."

With a sharp inhale, she forces her body to relax. I sink in further, growling at the sensation. "That's it, good girl. You're doing so well."

When I'm fully seated, I stop again, waiting for her signal. After a few moments, she nods, rolling her hips experimentally.

"Move," she gasps, clenching around me.

I pull back slowly before snapping my hips forward, burying myself to the hilt. She cries out, her back arching in pleasure.

"Yes!" she shouts, rocking back to meet my thrusts. "Harder!"

I set a brutal pace, fingers digging into her hips as I pound into her tight ass. The sensations rocket through me, intense and overwhelming.

Fallon's hands twist in the sheets, her cries muffled in the pillow. I lean over her, hooking an arm under her chest and pulling her up against me. She turns her head, capturing my mouth in a sloppy kiss.

I snake a hand between her legs, circling her clit roughly. Her inner walls clamp down around me as she comes with a wail, throwing her head back against my shoulder.

The pressure around my cock sends me tumbling over the edge after her. I bury myself deep, warmth flooding her as I empty myself inside her with a shout.

We collapse forward onto the bed, limbs tangling together in a sweaty heap. I gather her close, pressing soft kisses over her face and neck.

"I love you," I whisper, my heart overflowing.

Her answering smile is radiant. "I love you too."

I carry Fallon into my bathroom, cradling her against my chest. She nuzzles into my neck with a content sigh, her fingers tracing idle patterns over my chest.

I set her on the counter in the bathroom, turning on the faucet and adjusting the temperature. Steam rises around us as I wet a washcloth and gently wipe between her legs.

Fallon watches me through half-lidded eyes, a soft smile on her lips. "You're so good to me," she murmurs.

I press a kiss to the inside of her thigh. "You deserve nothing less."

When she's clean, I help her into the shower, following her in. We take our time exploring each other's bodies, hands and mouths roaming slick skin as the water cascades over us.

By the time we make it to bed, exhaustion has settled into my bones. I pull Fallon against me, her back to my chest, and drape an arm over her waist.

"I'll never forget this night," she whispers.

"Neither will I, baby." I kiss the top of her head, breathing in the scent of her shampoo. "Get some rest. I'll be here when you wake up."

Fallon laces our fingers together over her stomach, giving my hand a gentle squeeze. Within minutes, her breathing evens out, deep and steady in sleep.

I close my eyes, drifting off to the sound of her heartbeat and the feel of her in my arms. Tonight has been a new beginning, a chance to rebuild what we once had.

And this time, I'm never letting her go.

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