We're getting close, we're almost there. I want this to take as long as possible, but I know we can't do that. I know that we're both too wound up to back down now.
He kisses me, pushing his tongue into my mouth and fucking me with it.
Our breath mingles, our ragged breath comes out in bursts.
I can feel the exact moment that he comes, his body tenses in ways that make me feel even better and his breath comes out in one last gasp. Right before he fills me, his dick squirting deep inside of me.
The assault on my senses tumbles me over the edge a second time. I come between us, slicking us both, coating us both.
We slowly come down, relaxing against each other. Max pulls me in his arms, not pulling out just yet, but pulling me close and holding me tight. "I love you, my dear husband."
