She needed him. Now. No waiting.
“Blaze,” she moaned his name, urging him to hurry up.
The broad head of his dick pushed at her, and she hooked her other leg around his waist, opening herself to him more fully.
With steady pressure, Blaze worked his way in, his eyes never leaving hers. “I love you, Lilith.”
“I love you, too, Blaze.”
He began to move, slowly at first, then more aggressively, until she was forced to grip the edge of the mattress.
The bed squeaked, an erotic chorus to their small sounds and whispered words of love.
Reaching between them, he found her clit and strummed the little bundle of nerves, gently at first and then faster. Her orgasm rolled over her and dragged her under. She couldn’t see, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t hear and didn’t care.
Wave after wave of pleasure rocked her as he refused to let up on the pressure on her clit until a second orgasm took her and she cried out.
He followed her over the edge, burying his face in her neck to muffle his shout.
