Lover Dearest

"Don't stop."

She whimpered.

"Keep going."

She sighed.

Her lips, bleeding, swollen. Her eyes, dilated. Her fingers, tangled in my hair. Her legs, wrapped tightly around my waist. Her moans, filling my ears, contaminating my mind with delicous visions. I push my hips harder towards hers, and she whimpers. I lean down, and lick her neck. Her skin quivers, her skin is hot, and sweaty. I trace my tongue to her ear, and moan deeply in it. Her breath quickens, and she bites her pouty bottom lip again. I pull out, and she whimpers. My lips curled up into a tantalizing smirk, teasing her.

I watch her face as I snaked down to her dripping, sore sex.

Wet.

So wet, and so tight.

I flicked my tongue out to trace her flesh.

"Mmm." I moan.

She licks her lips, and I smile and slide my gifted tongue into her hole. Her fingers moved to my hair, and she pulls. The vibration of my moan against her sensitive flesh made her moan, and I in return flick my tongue over her very wet clit. She moans and pushes her hips up. I reach up, and push her thighs open, and held her hips down. She whimpers and whines. I push my tongue inside her again, and then she cries out as I fucked her slowly; teasing her, letting her body ache with pleasure, need, the need to release herself, to cum..

I glance up at her, and she is thrashing around, biting her already broken lip.

Blood pours, and dribbles down her chin.

I wanted to taste her.

I need to taste her.

I crawl up her love bruised body, and trace the blood trail from her chin.

She moans.

I lick and suck her bottom lip.

She cries out, and squeezes her eyes shut.

My tongue traces the lining of her pouty pink lips.

I want her.

I want to feel her around me again.

I want her to feel me inside her.

She reaches down, and grabs my length. I moan in response and sigh shakily. I can feel her rubbing her sex against me, and I slowly push her hand away, and tell her to flip over. She obliged. I watch her shakily move, and she managed to get herself to stand up on my bed; our sweat, the stench of sex already stained the sheets. I part her legs just slightly, and I lean back, and slowly start to insert myself inside her. We both groan.

"So fucking tight." I growled.

After all the times we have fucked.

She still manages to stay so tight.

Her hips push back against mine.

And she moans.

"Move." She commands.

I pull back, and then slam right into her, and she screams.

It felt so good, I bit my lip to keep myself from crying out.

"Harder!" She screams. "Faster!"

I grabbed her hips bruisingly, and slam my hips against hers, hard and fast, just like she wants it; how she likes it. She grips the sheets, and I feel her inner walls tightening. I move faster, thrusting my cock so hard and so deep inside her; and she tosses her head back, her curly hair falling against her back, soaked with sweat. I pull out and she cums, dripping onto my mattress. I follow soon after her, spilling my cum directly on the backs of her shaking thighs. I move away, and lay down on the bed, she follows after, and I wrap my arms around her.

"I love you," She whispers and places a kiss upon my sweaty neck.

"I know." I respond.

She sighs.

"You never say it back, Eli." She uttered out.

"You know I do." I responded.

"It's not the same."

I turn to her, and lift her chin up too, just so she can look in my eyes. She searches, her blue eyes boring into mine. I cupped her jaw and leaned down to kiss her bruised lips. "I love you too, Clare."

She smiles.

"I'm glad."

She snuggles close to me, her body close to mine.

I sigh.

"Me too.." I mutter.

And when she finally fell asleep, I lay awake.

I watch her sleep soundly.

And I smile as well.

"I love you," I whisper, "lover dearest."

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