Part Four. Officially addicted (finale/the aftermath)

... Satisfied though not fineished, I slid my right thigh in between your and slid your right leg out so that you'd lay on your tummy. I slowed my thrusting, moving in and out of you slowly as I whispered into your ear.
"Now was that so hard to say?" I ask.
"Yes it was," You whisper back to me.
"You want me to stop?" I whispered softly as I continued to thrust gently.
"Hell no," You whisper, "Tell me if it's good to you baby."
You Inhale deeply, biting your bottom lip as a soft moan escapes your throat,
"Mmmmh, tell me I feel good to you."
"would I  still be here if you didn't?" I ask, " You feel good as hell to me."
I bite unto your right ear and ask, "Passion is a beast isn't he?"
"Mmmmh, yes he is," You say softly, "I love your passion baby, I love it."
And I too loved the feel of your ass agaist my pelvic region as I continued to thrust gently, nice, smooth and slowly.
"You mean that shit?" I asked pummping HARD on that note.
"Unh, yes I do baby," You whisper as your pitch heightens.
"Will you let me do it again?" I asked.
"Sure baby, as many rounds as you want to go," You say.
Suddenly my nut begins to trickle down my pipe, flowing dramatically to my swollen head.
"I'm about to cum," I whisper as I picked as my seed squeezed, squirted and jerked out of me.

And at 9:03 in the morning, I awoke with you in my arms. My lips rested on your forehead as the morning sun stood over the Atlantic ocean. We were still nude, in eachother's arms never wanting to let go. We were damp with sweat and water from the shower. Your smelled divine as I inhaled the scent of your hair. I tried to recall the rounds and events of last night closing my eyes trying to dream them. But dreams can't touch what we had. We were under eachother's spell and nothing could break it. We were officially addicted.