He rose fully onto his knees while still buried inside me, lifting my legs upward and holding them open. He licked and kissed the soft skin of my calves and the insides of my thighs, blue eyes locked on mine the entire time as he fucked me—now slow and deep and almost gentle, each stroke deliberate.“Oh, I’ve missed you, baby,” he murmured. “Tell me you love me again.”“I love you, Teddy,” I whispered, hands sliding over my own body—palms skimming my breasts, my stomach, anywhere I could reach—because the feeling of him moving inside me made me restless and restless and wanting more.“Say it again.”His pace quickened.“Fuck, Teddy… I fucking love you—”“Oh fuck,” he mouthed the words, staring deep into my eyes, mouth open, expression almost wrecked as he fucked me so good it stole the air from my lungs. Then he pressed my legs higher, folding them toward my head, and locked both of them together with one strong hand. The new angle let him drive even deeper. He started fucking me hard
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