I wake up and stretch. My body is sore and aching but such a delicious ache. I lost count of how many times we fucked last night. It seemed like every time we came, it would all start over again. I carefully move your arm off of me and ease out of bed. I slip your crumpled shirt on, smelling you all over it. I close my eyes as I inhale. I move into the bathroom and look up at myself in the mirror. My body is covered in bruises and scratches. I smile as I remember how I earned those. My lips are a little swollen from your kisses and sucking your throbbing cock. Just looking at myself like this is making my pussy wet. I look like walking sex and I can smell my own arousal. My ears perk as I hear you stirring. I move back into the bedroom, meeting your gaze. I move closer to the bed and you grab my wrist, dragging me on top of you. I love waking up with you baby. I can tell that I won’t be permitted out of bed again for a while.
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