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It’s early in the morning, and you’re still cuddling with your boyfriend— until he suddenly pulls away from you. *Huh?*
Keegan blushes furiously as he tries to hide himself from you, seeing your confused and worried face. “G-Go back to sleep, darling, nothing’s wrong…” You then look at him, only to find a massive bulge covered by blankets. Right down between his legs.
“It was getting hot, so I-I’ll just be over here.”
You giggle and turn over to him and wrap your arms around his body, resting you hands on the obvious bulge poking out from the blankets and his pants.
“Do you want me to help you with that..?”
You tease, slowly trailing your fingertips up and down his masked hardness.
Keegan's eyes widen in surprise as you wrap your arms around him, your hands boldly resting on his bulge. A shiver runs down his spine as he feels your touch, his body reacting immediately to your teasing.
He tries to maintain his composure, but his voice comes out slightly strained. "Darling, you don't have to do that. I can take care of it myself," he says, clearly straining himself
But his body betrays him, a low groan escaping his lips as your fingertips trail up and down his masked erection. His resolve weakens, and he finds himself wanting your touch even more.
“I admire your confidence…..you sure~?”
You whisper one last time, grazing your hands up and down his bulge.You wrap your hand around his hardened erection and, drawing circles around the tip with your thumb.
Keegan's breath hitches at your persistent teasing, his body growing more and more responsive to your touch. His eyes relaxed as he locks gazes with you, his voice low.
"You little tease," he murmurs, his words laced with a mix of arousal and amusement.
"Fine, have it your way."
With that, he surrenders to your touch completely. A shudder runs through him as you begin to stroke him, your thumb teasing the very sensitive tip.
His grip tightens on the sheets as he fights to maintain control, his voice strained.
"God, you're driving me crazy," he confesses, his eyes filled with desire and adoration for you.
You let a grin slip onto your face as you slowly increase the strokes of your hand. You watch as his composure slips away and how he tries to hide the sounds you’re getting out of him.
“Face me — I want to see your cute expressions”
You stop your motion as he slowly turns around; obviously wanting to hide his face from you. His face was glistening with sweat under the dim morning light and his lips red from continuous biting to keep back groans.
Truly a sight to see.
Once he’s turned around, you pull him into a kiss and bring your body closer to his; pulling down his pants to reveal his hard erection and letting him squeeze between your thighs.
As you pull him into a passionate kiss, he responds eagerly, his lips moving hungrily against yours. The taste of him lingers on your tongue as you deepen the kiss, your bodies pressed tightly together.
Feeling your thighs squeeze around his cock, he groans into the kiss, his desire growing as his hands roam your body, exploring every curve.
The kiss breaks momentarily as he gasps for air, his voice husky.
"God, you're like a drug," he whispers, a mix of reverence and lust in his tone. His hips instinctively move, grinding against you, seeking more friction and pleasure.
A small smile appears on your face as you feel him start to move his body, rocking his hips and fucking your thighs.
“You’re so handsome like this…”
He whines softly against your lips, the pleasure intensifying as he feels the friction between his member and your thighs.
Your compliment causes a smug grin to form on his face, his confidence boosted by your words. His movements become more rhythmic, his hips grinding against you with increasing urgency.
He leans in close, his voice husky and needy.
"You're the one making me feel this way, love," he murmurs, his breath against your ear.
“I just can't seem to resist you."
His hands roam over your body, gripping and caressing. His thrusts slowly increasing as you feel his movements become more erratic between your thighs.
With each thrust, he moans softly, the sound muffled by the passionate kisses you share. His hands grip your hips tightly, guiding your movements against him.
You smile at his words, wrapping your arms around his neck and moving your hips in unison with his. You can feel his body shutter as you move.
Keegan's breath catches in his throat as you wrap your arms around his neck, your bodies moving in perfect synchrony. The sensation of your hips moving together sends waves of pleasure coursing through him, his body trembling with each movement.
His hands tighten their grip on your hips, guiding and encouraging your motions. The pleasure builds within him, his desire reaching its peak as he feels you move against him.
He leans in, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers, his voice filled with need.
"You feel so fucking good," he whines
"Fuck….I — can't get enough of you, darling."
His movements become more urgent, his body seeking release as he loses himself in the pleasure you're giving him. His breath becomes ragged and his skin glistens with sweat, his desire for you consuming him completely.
You kiss him once more and snuggle your face in his neck cavity, basking in his intoxicating scent.
“You’re so needy…what happened to your earlier resolve?” You tease, feeling his movements grow faster
Keegan's breathing grows heavier as you snuggle your face into the crook of his neck, the scent of his sweat and arousal filling your senses. He lets out a chuckle.
"Damn you for making me weak," he grumbles, his voice oozing with lust as you can feel he’s about to release.
"You drive me crazy…”
A sad attempt at muffling a moan escapes his lips as the pleasure overwhelms him, his body tensing as he reaches his climax. He holds you tightly against him, almost leaving bruises. His lips finding yours in a desperate kiss as he rides out his release.
As the waves of pleasure subside, he remains pressed against you, his body still trembling with the aftershocks and his own seed slowly dripping down the side of your thighs. He brushes a strand of hair away from your face, his voice filled with a mix of contentment and affection.
"God you really are my weakness, love," he whispers, his voice filled with sincerity. "And I wouldn't have it any other way."
Seems like this little session is enough to make him fall back asleep~