She was unraveling.
Shuddering.
Yelling out her orgasm.
And I was right behind her.
I arched my back, driving into her, repeating the same movement until the intensity blasted through me. I grabbed her with my other arm, each stroke milking me harder.
When she pressed her lips to mine, letting me taste her orgasm, it was my turn to lose it.
Her tightness narrowed around me, and each dip sucked more cum from my cock, my load soaking into her wetness.
“Jo …”
I began to slow, and she took over, keeping up the motion until I made her stop.
My fingers left her clit, and I wrapped her in my other arm, pulling her against my chest.
When I finally caught my breath, I cupped her face, my eyes finding hers. “I’m so fucking in love with you.”
Her long lashes blinked several times; her teeth found her lip.
But her smile was there.
It was always there.
“Jenner, my heart is yours.”