“Eli!” Hartley screams and my cock swells at the sound of my name on her lips.
I listen to the sounds of Hartley moaning and screaming my name, begging me for more. She comes against my tongue, but I don’t stop. I flick her clit with the tip of my tongue, rub circles over it, plunge two thick fingers into her and fuck her with them until her juices are coating my face, fingers, and her thighs.
When she comes again, I can’t wait any longer.
I’m up her body and thrusting inside of her in one quick movement. She’s still coming and her snug channel grips me tight, trying to suck the cum from my balls already.
“So perfect. So fucking perfect,” I moan as I rut into her.
Hartley’s ankles hook over my shoulders and I bend forward, almost folding her in half as I fuck into her.
Hartley comes two more times as I pound her into the mattress. Her nails rake my back, her heels digging into the back of my shoulders as I finally follow her over the edge.
Her name is the one off my lips as I find my release.
“Hartley!”
Her breathing evens out and she passes out before I even pull out of her.
I have an early morning and I know that I should get dressed and head home, but instead, I find myself pulling Hartley into my arms and kissing her forehead once before I close my eyes and let myself drift off too.