My heart along with the rest of my body was hers to do with as she pleased. Had she changed her mind? Did she not feel the same way about me anymore? Why the f**k was she crying?
"About f*****g time. I thought I was hearing things out there. I've been dying to hear it again," she said through sobs, before she raised her head and pressed her lips against mine, her body finally relaxing beneath me.
Maybe this was the wrong thing to do right after saying I love you, but I was so relieved she still wanted to hear it come out of my mouth that I grabbed my d**k and plunged deep into her waiting wet p***y.
She let out a muffled moan into my mouth and I groaned alongside her. f**k her p***y felt good to be inside again. Welcoming. Accepting. So damn wet and tight.
"I love you so much, Stacy,"
