Lucas: Perfect for me

"HOW DID I do?"

I brush Iris' hair off her face, her head resting on my bare chest after the hot breathy encounter we just had. Kissing her forehead, I stroke her back. "Everything I do with you is unbelievable, Iris. I love it."

"Are you sure? Last time we did it three times in a row."

My dick twitches. I just went for a second round with her and it was hotter than our last encounters. It's like she had a sexual awakening in her sleep. When we went in for a bath, her mouth was on my dick the moment we sat in the water. I couldn't even grab her hair because she'd tied it into a bun—something I didn't see her do whilst removing her clothes.

Then came the moves, the positions. I've known most of them since puberty hit but hell, she elevated their meaning. Lord knows I held it in every time she squeezed on my dick when she changed her position, trying to stop myself from unloading in her. We had no condoms and the skin ok skin sensation was otherworldly.