Summer was so tightly sandwiched between his body and the bed, that she was dimly convinced that she'd melt right through the mattress. Every inch of her body felt like it was overheated and trembling and best of all, pressed against him. And while the pleasure she felt took hold and threatened to never let go, it was the pure and utter devotion, the love she felt for him that took prominence, and overwhelmed her. Her heart was beating so fast because of him and only for him.
And while he was pressing her to the mattress, his weight fully on her as they both started to come down, she made a soft sound of protest when he moved away, her legs tightening around him for fear he might pull away completely. Her body wasn't ready for that, not yet. But before she could say or do anything more, his eyes were on the door and she tensed, her head falling back as she tried to look at the door herself, upside down almost. Her eyes returned to his face after a few seconds of silence, her expression questioning as if to ask if he'd heard something.
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And while he was pressing her to the mattress, his weight fully on her as they both started to come down, she made a soft sound of protest when he moved away, her legs tightening around him for fear he might pull away completely. Her body wasn't ready for that, not yet. But before she could say or do anything more, his eyes were on the door and she tensed, her head falling back as she tried to look at the door herself, upside down almost. Her eyes returned to his face after a few seconds of silence, her expression questioning as if to ask if he'd heard something.