He started slow once more, savoring the wet, messy slide of their combined cum easing his way. The obscene sound of it filled the room—slick, rhythmic, accompanied by her soft gasps every time he bottomed out. Mia braced her hands on his chest, riding him with building confidence, her full breasts bouncing with each movement. He couldn't resist leaning up to capture one nipple in his mouth, sucking hard enough to make her cry out, her fingers tangling in his hair.
For the next hour, they stayed like that—her on top, controlling the pace while he guided her hips, whispered filthy praise, and teased her clit with skilled fingers. She came twice more in that position, once from grinding down hard while he pinched her nipples, and again when he sat up fully, wrapping his arms around her so they were chest to chest, kissing deeply as he thrust up into her.
