[ He knows the truth. He knows that even if she doesn't want to admit it, and he assumes she never will, that she's properly hooked on this. On him, on his cock, on the way that he fills her. It's there in how she moans for him so readily, ho she arches and squirms underneath him, presses up closer.
She feels like such a mess already. Thanks to him, of course. So wet inside, their juices mingled, making it even more sloppy and heated, and sure to leave a mess on her sheets. At least he won't have to be the one to change them. That's her business.
He'll hear about that, later, but he doesn't care in the moment.
She doesn't let him speak this time, grabbing him by his hair and guiding him closer. Kissing him again, deep, hungry all over again. He meets her lips eagerly, pressing her back more firmly against the bed as he fucks into her, the rhythm of his hips slowly building in tempo. This is still more languid than before, the edge taken off, but there's no denying that he's well and truly fucking her now.
How could he not? She feels too good, too good to be allowed. One of his hands moves to her thigh, squeezing it tightly as he draws her up against his hip, letting him keep pushing into her deep with every stroke of his hips. Craving as much of her as he can get. All of her. ]
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She feels like such a mess already. Thanks to him, of course. So wet inside, their juices mingled, making it even more sloppy and heated, and sure to leave a mess on her sheets. At least he won't have to be the one to change them. That's her business.
He'll hear about that, later, but he doesn't care in the moment.
She doesn't let him speak this time, grabbing him by his hair and guiding him closer. Kissing him again, deep, hungry all over again. He meets her lips eagerly, pressing her back more firmly against the bed as he fucks into her, the rhythm of his hips slowly building in tempo. This is still more languid than before, the edge taken off, but there's no denying that he's well and truly fucking her now.
How could he not? She feels too good, too good to be allowed. One of his hands moves to her thigh, squeezing it tightly as he draws her up against his hip, letting him keep pushing into her deep with every stroke of his hips. Craving as much of her as he can get. All of her. ]