She finally managed to free his cock, and her hand clasped it tightly, lovingly.
He groaned.
Saffi squeezed his cock. “Only for you.”
Staffan moved up, and she let her hands fall away as he began rubbing his c**k with her wetness. “Ready, baby?”
“Yes.”
He slid into her very slowly, taking her inch by inch so that she was squirming with need by the end. “Stop torturing me---oh!” He was finally inside her to the hilt, and having Staffan fill her with his hardness again was the most exquisite pleasure, making her cry out silently.
“Why won’t you make any noise?”
“B-because.” She couldn’t answer coherently, not when he was thrusting in and out of her, pushing her to the brink of insanity with the way he alternated between slow and fast.
“Don’t you want them to know I’m f**king you?” he growled.
“Staffan!” But she let out the tiniest moan after as he thrust more forcefully into her. And it was just the start. Saffi’s legs fell wide open while her fingers dug into his back as he rammed his c**k into her again and again, his every thrust making her eyes roll back and her body squeeze around his cock.
“Saffi!”
She gasped, one hand immediately covering his mouth. “No, Staf---” She yelped, letting go of his mouth when he bit her skin.
“I want them to hear me f**king you, want them to know how much pleasure you’re giving me.” His hand squeezed her breast, kneading it before his fingers slowly rolled one nipple between them.
Her back arched at the riotous sensations his touch created, and it arched even more when he bent down to suck one nipple into his mouth in rhythm with the hard pounding his c**k was giving her.
She tried to keep herself from crying out as he sucked harder and thrust deeper into her, but when Staffan reached with one hand to play for her clit, she knew it was only a matter of time. “Staffan,” she whispered.
Staffan looked into her eyes. “I love you.”
She let out a cry, no longer caring that everyone could hear her. She cried out his name over and over as her body splintered into pieces. Staffan didn’t stop ramming his c**k into her as she came, his lean hard h*ps moving furiously over her, and then his back arched. “Saffi!” He threw his head back as he came, his movements wild, passionate, and lacking the control that once made him a legend.
She wrapped her arms around him when he rested his spent body on top of her, his c**k still pulsing softly inside her. “I love you, Staffan.”
He turned slowly to kiss her cheek before pulling away to look down on her. “New start for both of us, Saffi.”
She nodded.
“No more lies, you promise?”
She bit her lip.
“Saffi?” he prompted while tenderly tucking loose strands of hair behind her ear.
Just a few days, she told herself. She was going to be selfish again and just have a few more days before they tackle the not-so-nice realities of her life. “No more lies.”
“Good. Now let’s get out of here. There are a couple of boys I want to see with my own eyes. I read their f**king comments on your Facebook---”
“Staffan!” He gave her a short hard kiss, but even that was more than enough to make her see stars.
He surveyed the dreamy look on her face with satisfaction. When she opened her eyes, the stars were also back, which was even better. In less than a minute, he had her fully clothed and was already tucking his shirt back in. “I don’t f**king share what’s mine, Saffi. And they’re going to f**king hear from me that if they give you one wrong look---”
“You’re just going to embarrass both of us,” she grumbled. “They’ll all think you’re crazy for getting jealous over me.” Just as she reached for the door, he reached out and tugged her hair for her attention.
When she looked over her shoulder, he kissed her again, even more devastatingly than before.
Staffan pulled away, smirking when he saw the dazed look on Saffi’s lovely face. “There. Now no one would ever have a f**king doubt about what we did.”
And so there wasn’t.