I draw him out of my mouth and hush my leg—over the—up before I kiss my way back up his body. I sit upon his stomach. He opens his eyes to look up at me; I smirk and lick my lips.

“Mmm, I love your taste,” I groan.

“Tack, you always rock my cock no good,” he breathes.

One swift moment, he flips me onto my back. He pins my hands above my head, and his lips crash down on mine in a heated kiss. I whimper into his lips. My nails dig into his hands. He forces his tongue into my mouth—not like I have any complaints. Our tongues are moving in perfect sync.

I slip my legs around him and grind my hips up against him. I needed him badly. I am sure he will get the hint. He lets go of my hands and pulls back from the kiss.

“You need me, baby girl?” he asks, his hand going under the—between my thighs and groping my pussy.

I cry out, “I always need you.”

“Correct answer,” he says, kissing my—

J—please, fuck me. I hug him. He slides his hand in my underwear, his fingers stroking my underwear, and down my folds. I gasp loudly and push myself into his hand. Wyatt hikes the tee up by my hips.

“Is your pussy ready for me?” he rasps, his lips moving down to my neck.

“Yes, sir. My—aches for—”

Wyatt’s lips retake mine. I reach between us, stroking his cock. It doesn’t take long for his cock to fully harden again. I pull my hand away. He grips my thigh and thrusts his cock roughly into me. I cry out, and my head falls back. He groans loudly and presses deeper…

“Fuck, yes!” I squeal, my nails scraping down his back.

“This is going to be hard, rough, and quick,” he groans.

I plead. Each thrust is harder and rougher than the previous. It felt so good. It is everything I need.

“Christ, I love your pussy,” he breathes out.

I scream in response. It doesn’t take long for my orgasm to start building. Wyatt buries his face in my neck. He groans and curses into it. My pussy tightens around him.

“Come for me, kitten,” he pants.

I cry out his name as I do. My muscles trigger; his teeth sink into my shoulder. My body then—a powerful orgasm rips through me. I erupt around him. He manages a few more thrusts. His rush swells inside of me. He cries out my name and explodes onto me. We cling to one another as we ride out our highs together. He pulls me back onto my back. He takes me with him. He logs me tightly to his chest and caresses the entirety of my body.

I murmur, “I missed you. I wasn’t a fan of its absence.”

“Well then, it would seem to take you with me everywhere I go,” I chuckle.

“Wouldn’t harm any completeness.” Leonid happily goes anywhere with bf, if he asked me. He will happily say “be this until the—”