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One thing had been his tongue, but the fact that he was now using his fingers too, stretching her out with ease and rubbing that sweet spot could probably make her crumble a few times. "Please.. I want.. you." she begged softly between her moans though this was so heavenly. She wanted to feel the same heaven when he was inside of her. It had to be the same heaven. Gritting her teeth she had no choice but to give in to yet another high, moaning quite loud in pure pleasure. Soft little moans replaced the drawn out as she rode it off on his fingers and her whole body felt like it was buzzing. "Rhys..." she pleaded. Didnt he know how much she needed him? How much she craved him?

Hearing her beg made him hum softly, but he kept himself going. He truly got off on seeing how she was behaving. How she forgot all of her inhibitions and gave herself over to pleasure. But as she gave in the second time he helped her ride the high off before removing his fingers. Licking her somewhat clean, and yet not really because he liked the wet mess she was, he managed to help her move. He placed her around on her back, hovering over her as he licked his lips clean, drying his face off in his arm before reaching for the condom.
Taking it out of it packaging, he carefully rolled it on his length. He truly loved seeing her like this, taking a brief moment to look at her, running his hands down her inner thighs. "I know people like me don't usually get a good ending," he whispered, pulling her closer as he smiled at her, rubbing his tip along her nether bits, "but it seems like I've found my heaven right here in the land of the living." He groaned softly as he slowly pressed into her. She was wet, and warm, and oh so inviting, so much so that he was actively just disappearing into her. Even with the condom on she felt amazing, though her ripples were dampened, he could still feel how they brushed against him. How he liked feeling her like this. It wasn't how his other experiences had been. Usually it was about getting it over and done with before his partner got too scared. But with Emily he could take his time, get accustomed to everything about her.
Slowly but surely he inched his way in, until he hit her bottom, gritting his teeth as he wrapped an arm around her shoulder, holding his face close to hers. He gave both of them a little time to adjust, panting and moaning softly against her lips which he peppered with gently kisses. "You're so beautiful like this," he had to admit, looking at her eyes if she was looking at his.

He knew that she needed more and he would gladly give it to her, but right now he was the one having to adjust. Having to wrap his head around that they were actually doing this. She didn't even need to tighten around him, she felt so good like this. "You feel good too," he muttered softly, kissing her lips as he carefully started to move his hips back and forth. Each time just pressing into her, moaning rather vulnerably as even with the condom on he could feel how slickly he could move in and out of her. "Fuck, princess, you're really soaked, huh?" He moaned, finding it really hot. The fact that she trusted him so much, that he could actually rile her this much up. That she was soaking wasn't a bad thing. It actually assured him that she was enjoying what they were doing. "Hah .. fuck," he moaned, reaching his free hand down to grasp around her thigh, pressing her more open for him as he started to pick up the pace. Even if he was seemingly in control, she was the one having a grip on him. He forced himself to keep his eyes on her, not wanting to miss a single thing.

Never in her life would she have thought that someone could make her feel this good again. Well, the mean bitch in her wanted to say that she was getting what she deserved. But in reality hadnt she thought this possible. Being naked with someone, feeling them move inside of her. No, this was something she thought she had signed off on when she woke up to her new life. And yet here he was. Filling her, making her feel this wild fuzzy feeling, a strong tension building up in her lower regions as she moaned blissfully aware that all this was happening now in this moment. “I love you.” She moaned, needing to close her eyes as she almost felt dizzy. Reaching up from his body, she touched his face, gritting her teeth as he hit a spot that made her squirm in delight. “Oh Rhys! Fuck… shit that’s it. That’s good.” She moaned, opening her eyes again to look at him. She had tears in her eyes at this point, just feeling so happy and complete.

"I love you too," he moaned back, leaning down to attack her neck with kisses and light bites. He was careful around her scar, though not afraid of it as he moaned against her skin. He wanted to find the spot inside of her that made her whole body go wild. He wanted to hear how that would sound. And as he found it, he couldn't help but grin, pulling away to look at her, his grip around her thigh tightening a bit as he grasped at her soft flesh. "Yeah?" he asked a little proudly, keeping his focus on hitting that spot over and over. He wanted all of her, he couldn't give in yet. No she was so close, he could see it in her eyes.
"It's alright," he hushed her softly, thrusting into her, leaning down to moan against her lips, "I'm right here with you." It was a tender promise. One that could assure her that he enjoyed this as much as she did. The arm supporting him over her wrapped around her, pulling her in close, wanting her to feel as loved as she was, and as safe as possible. This was so far from anything he had ever experienced. She was soft and relaxed against him, well besides for the fact she was tensing up from the pleasure. But it was a good thing. It felt right. "Are you going to cum for me, pretty princess?" he moaned softly against her lips, smiling as he could feel how her walls were cramping, "you won't fall, I got you right here."

Nyx was sitting out in the small roof garden, sitting by a small shrub that she was taking care of. The sun was slowly setting, painting the most beautiful colors in the sky. Michael was inside, getting ready to head out. She didn't want to talk to him. In fact she hadn't talked to him all day, but he hadn't been very interested in speaking to her either. A loveless marriage. How original. She went to go and get ready. She wasn't sure why she felt nervous. Perhaps because this was Jason. But she also knew that she couldn't have everything.
As Jason would arrive, Michael would be there, cuffing his shirt up, his hair slicked back. He looked rather handsome, though a few scars here and there added some character. He looked Jason up and down in silence before stepping aside. The water was running somewhere from the bathroom most likely. "The wedding magazines are on the kitchen counter," he just said, clearly not showing much interest in all of this. At least not tonight. It was clear something was on his mind. He finished up, knocking on the bathroom door, "don't wait up." His voice cold and distant. Once he finally left, Nyx came out from the bathroom, a towel around her head and one larger around her body. She was drying off her hair as she stepped into the kitchen, opening the fridge.
Seeing Jason surprised her a bit, most of all cause her eyes were red from crying, "oh, uh," she muttered, trying to rub her eyes a little, "shampoo went a little crazy." A fucking lie, that was for sure. She wasn't good at lying, least of all to Jason.