Chronicles Of A Serial Dater - Book 3: A New Adult Romantic Comedy - Plot & Excerpts
His gaze was earnest and tender. I wrapped my arm around his neck and pulled him closer, burying my face into the crook of his shoulder. He sank into me as far as my body allowed and rested there. Almost involuntarily, my pussy tightened around him, eliciting a moan from his throat. “Christ, that feels amazing,” he whispered, his lips against my skin. “Don’t slow down, I’m close,” I breathed back. With a grunt, he continued with a growing pace, each thrust of his cock building the pressure deep inside my core. He swirled his hips, grinding against my clit with his own pelvis. My breathing shallowed as I drew closer to the brink. Zach pushed to his elbows and watched me as I came, his tempo increasing. Only when the crescendo of my own began to fade did he allow himself to finish. He gathered me into his arms, holding me close to his body as he tensed. After we took a minute to recover, he slipped from me and walked naked across the room to dispose of the condom. It was always these few minutes just after sex that were the strangest.
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