“Oh Damian,” she whispered harshly, her ass tensing in his hands, trying to arch her hips even closer to him. She opened her eyes and found him watching her and was unashamed, knowing she looked undone, glorying in the wildness of the moment. “Yes, please,” she begged both him and her body, to push her off the cliff and let her go.
“Come fly with me, Andi,” he growled, and brought his cock home one more time and then ground it there inside her until she shivered and screamed. Pleasure roiled through her, whipping out like electricity, making all of her tense and shake. “Yes,” he grunted, and then she felt him lose himself inside her as he groaned, felt herself squeezing the cum out of him, knowing he was giving it to her deep, so deep, inside.
She fought to catch her breath afterwards, still pressed against his chest. She slowly lowered one leg, and then the other, and felt him slide out with a sense of loss. For however long they’d been fucking it was like they’d been one creature, intent on seeking pleasure, no, something deeper, something more, she just couldn’t name it.
But now she was only Andi and he was only him. His chest was heaving in front of her and she looked up and there was a vast and strange sorrow in his golden eyes. “I have to take you home.”
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