The fact that she keeps going, that she doesn't pull away, it pushes him over the edge. He wants to keep eye contact with her, wants to keep his eyes on her when he comes because god, she looks so fucking amazing with her hair everywhere and her mouth taking his cock in so far, but he's hit with such strong waves of pleasure that course through him, make him buck his hips as he releases, force his head back as he keeps grip with one hand in her hair and the other fisting at the sheets.
He grasps for words as he comes back down, every part of him still sensitive and tingling and wanting her. He wants to return the favor, push her on her back and push her legs apart and fuck her with his tongue until she's either screaming or speechless. But right now, it's all he can do to even get his eyes back open, breaths still shallow and chest covered with a light sheen of perspiration. He blinks an eye open to see her wipe at the corner of her mouth and fuck, his girlfriend is unbelievably sexy. It takes him a second to realize he's said that last part out loud. "Seriously, though," he says, voice sounding a bit hoarse as he remembers how to speak, "that felt so fucking good. You're amazing."
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He grasps for words as he comes back down, every part of him still sensitive and tingling and wanting her. He wants to return the favor, push her on her back and push her legs apart and fuck her with his tongue until she's either screaming or speechless. But right now, it's all he can do to even get his eyes back open, breaths still shallow and chest covered with a light sheen of perspiration. He blinks an eye open to see her wipe at the corner of her mouth and fuck, his girlfriend is unbelievably sexy. It takes him a second to realize he's said that last part out loud. "Seriously, though," he says, voice sounding a bit hoarse as he remembers how to speak, "that felt so fucking good. You're amazing."