His Dirty Little Secret
His hips jerked erratically, riding out his orgasm until we were both spent, collapsing together in a tangle of limbs, breaths mingling in harsh pants.
For a long moment, we just lay there, his weight a comforting pressure on top of me, his cock still twitching softly inside as aftershocks rippled through us. He kissed my forehead, my cheeks, my lips—soft now, tender, a stark contrast to the intensity of moments ago. "I love you," he murmured, his voice rough but sincere. "More than anything. I'm sorry for being an idiot earlier. Let me make it up to you properly."
"I love you too," I whispered back, tracing the line of his jaw with my fingertips, feeling the stubble rasp against my skin. "E
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