More denial

Just when I thought I was about to be rewarded with a mouthful of hot sticky goodness, Diego pushed my mouth all the way off of his cock. I stared down at his twitching member, expecting it to explode at any moment! I could almost taste it and feel it running down my throat.

When the twitching subsided, he let go of my shoulders and grabbed my hands, pulling me back on top of him. This time he positioned me so that his cock was hotdogging my ass and my clock was sandwiched between our bodies.

"How did your 'friend' ever let you get away?" he asked. "I bet Clara isn't as good in bed as you."

The realization began to dawn on me that in the heat of my orgasm, I had told Diego that I loved him. That suddenly felt like such a teenage girl thing to do. It also weighed on me that he had never responded at all, and as much as I hated to admit it, that kind of burned. I mean, yes, we really hadn't known each other that-

Before I could go deeper into that rabbit hole, he pulled me into another kiss. I melted against him as his tongue slipped into my mouth.

Diego moved his hands down to grip my hips and he pulled me tighter against him. The result was that he started making me grind against his stomach while his cock slid up and down my crack. I longed for him to be inside of me but he seemed content to make me wait.