Getting Closer!

'Yes, you do,' I replied, my strokes growing firmer, twisting at the head to draw out more of that slick precum. The scent of her arousal filled the space between us, musky and intoxicating, mixing with the rain outside.

I could feel my own desire building, my pants tightening, but this was about her—about claiming her submission inch by inch. Her free hand gripped my thigh, nails digging in as she fought to stay still, letting me lead.

Tommie's eyes fluttered shut, her breaths coming in short pants. 'More,' she begged, her voice a whisper laced with need. I obliged, pushing her shorts down just enough to free her cock fully, watching it spring up, flushed and eager.

My mouth watered at the sight, but I held back, savoring the way she submitted to my touch, her body opening to me like a flower in the sun. The emotional weight of it all—our friendship, my hidden love—wove through every stroke, every gasp, making this moment feel inevitable.

I leaned down, my breath ghosting over her tip, tasting the salt on my tongue as I flicked it lightly. She cried out, her whole body shuddering, and I knew we were just beginning.

Her heart, her body—they were mine to cherish, to dominate with care, and as the night stretched on, I intended to show her exactly how deep my feelings ran.