“Fuck!” I groaned, my head hitting the couch. “So wet,” I murmured.
“It’s your fault,” she whimpered as she bottomed out and sat still. Her brown eyes on mine, I cupped her face and peppered it with kisses. “You’re perfect. Mine. Show me I’m yours.”
“How?” she asked as she rose on her knees beside me, letting me slide out of her, leaving only my tip inside of her.
“Ride me, baby girl. Ride me hard and fast.” She nodded at my instructions, giving me exactly what we both needed.
My hands roamed her body. I couldn’t get enough of her. I needed to touch and kiss every inch of Joy. I tugged at her perfect nipples before taking one into my mouth and groaning around it, feeling her squeeze and tighten around me.
“Lincoln.” She started to cry out as her speed picked up, her movements jerkier.
I pulled my mouth off her throat and watched her get lost in nothing but pleasure. Her body clamped down. Euphoria washed over her beautiful face as her pussy clenched around my cock, sucking me in deeper, milking me. I was so fucking weak, unable to hold back my own release. I spilled myself inside of her. Ribbon after thick, sticky ribbon of my cum filled her up until we were both completely and thoroughly exhausted, clinging to one another as we caught our breath.
“Wow,” she gasped, resting her cheek on my chest. My eyes shut as I tried to engrain this moment to my memory. “Every time is better than the last,” she murmured, and I swallowed.
“I love you, Joy.” My voice sounded deep in my own ears. “You’re mine, and I’m yours,” I rasped as my hand stroked her hair. I could feel the way she smiled against my skin before dropping a kiss over my heart. Over the spot that belonged to her and only her.
“I love you, too.” She pulled her head back so she could catch my eyes. “No more disappearing.”
“Never. I promise.”
“Good.” She yawned.
“Tired?”
“A little.” She sighed, and I noticed the dark circles under her eyes. I’d done that. I hated that I’d put her through the week I had. But I would make it up to her. I’d do anything for Joy. “But I don’t want to move,” she groaned. I laughed, wrapping my arms around her once again.
“Then don’t. Let’s stay like this all night.” My cock started to liven up at the thought of staying buried in her sweet pussy, and when she gasped, I knew she didn’t miss it.
“Really?” she asked, pulling back slightly, rolling her hips, testing me out. A groan bubbled out of me.
“I missed you.” I swallowed as her hands moved to the back of my head.
“Maybe we can go to bed later?” she whispered against my mouth, and I moaned when she did this little thing with her hip.
“Later works for me,” I rasped as my hands held on to her hips.
It wasn’t until much, much later that I carried her to her bedroom, and another two hours after until we both fell soundly asleep.