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Pov Sarah Thompson Stins
The sex was good... intense. 
Just how I wanted it. 
Actually, it was even better. 
I... we were lying down. 
Our hearts were racing. 
Sweaty... 
I'm lying on his chest. 
Our bodies are sweaty and panting after sex.
And what sex... every day I get more turned on by him, more impressed. 
But tonight was one of the best. 
Half an hour has passed since we had sex, and Edgar... seems to have fallen asleep.
He fell asleep... 
His heartbeat is slow now.
Breathing... slowly. 
I'm hugging him, feeling his warm body against mine... only the sheet covers us; we're naked. 
And if it were up to me, I'd stay like this all night and even longer... 
If he wants, I want to feel him inside me.
Again. 
I am accurately where I want to be. With him. 
Feeling his skin, his scent mixed with mine. 
How delicious! 
My body still vibrates from what we did.
It was so good. So intense. 
I lifted my face a little and looked at him. 
I looked closely at his face.
He is so... beautiful. 
Masculine. 
Seriously, he's sexy even when he's asleep. 
His stubble, his long eyelashes... his mouth that drove me crazy.
His perfect nose. 
I smiled, biting my lower lip lightly.
Wanting to touch him... but he might wake up. 
So... I just admired him. 
Remembering moments ago. 
The way he touched me, the way he looked at me, and the way he dominated me on that bed as if it were his place, and I was his. 
Only his.
I was... completely surrendered. 
My body shivered at the memory.
I wanted more... to feel his kisses, him touching me, devouring me, touching me. 
In seconds... 
Edgar stirred, slowly opening his eyes. 
His dark eyes met mine.
He smiled, that smile I loved so much. 
I smiled back, my hand touching his face tenderly. 
"What's wrong? Is everything okay? Are you tired?" he asked in a sleepy voice, that tone that made me melt inside.
I shook my head. 
"I'm just admiring you..." I paused, my fingers stopping at his mouth. "I'm not sleepy... I was just here, looking at you." 
He smiled lazily and slid his hand around my waist, pulling me slowly until I was on top of him.
"And do you like what you see, my love?" 
"Hmm... Maybe," I replied provocatively, grinding my hips slightly on his lap, feeling the hardness of his cock.
He was already getting hard again. Just from feeling me there.
Ahhh, I couldn't take it like this; I wanted him again. 
"Ah, Sarah... you're going to kill me like this," he moaned softly, his hands squeezing my ass hard. "Do you know the effect you have on me?" He said, leaning my mouth close to his ear and biting it lightly.
Mmm, that feels good. 
"I don't know," I teased and continued... "I just want to enjoy this night with my boyfriend," I whispered.
Edgar moaned. 
A deep, wild sound.
I loved it. 
Suddenly, he turned... 
Now I was underneath him, and he was on top.  
I kept looking at him, smiling. 
"Do you want me to touch you, Sarah?" Edgar nodded. 
I wanted... everything... again. 
Edgar smiled, his mouth getting closer. 
He kissed my neck, then sucked it, leaving a mark.
I gasped, arching my body, my hands digging into his back.
"Tell me... that this body is mine," he asked between kisses.
"It's yours... only yours," I replied, breathless.
My intimacy was soaked; I wanted more... 
I wanted to feel his cock. Inside me. 
He kissed his way down my breasts, sucking each one hungrily, while his hand slid between my legs, caressing my already dripping sex. 
"You're ready for me... how wonderful," he murmured with a mischievous smile.
"I'll always be ready for you..." I replied, panting, my eyes fixed on him.
Edgar positioned himself between my legs, rubbing his hard cock against my entrance. 
It drove me crazy.
"Do you want it?" he teased, his eyes burning into mine.
"I want it. Come on, Edgar... get inside me." 
Edgar smiled and thrust himself inside me, making me moan loudly. I scratched his back.
He didn't care. 
He continued. 
He moved inside me hard, with desire, his eyes glued to mine.
"You're mine, Sarah. Only mine."
"Only yours..." I repeated between moans, feeling every thrust.
His cock going in and out. 
Then Edgar turned me on my side, holding my leg up, and continued to penetrate me deeply, making my whole body tremble. 
Fuck... that was good. 
I moaned his name, scratching his chest.
"Yes, moan for me..." he whispered in my ear.
He knew exactly how to touch me, where to kiss me, the perfect rhythm to make me lose control. 
And when he started circling my clit with his fingers while fucking me, I exploded.
Ahhh, I couldn't hold back any longer. 
"Ahhh, Edgar... I'm coming..." I couldn't even finish the sentence. 
I came right there, trembling, my whole body contracting around him.
Edgar moaned loudly and came with me, burying himself deep inside me and collapsing on top of me shortly after.
We stayed like that, hugging, our bodies pressed together, our heavy breathing mingling.
Edgar caressed my face and said, his voice almost failing. 
"How about a shower and then... sleep?" He asked, kissing my face. 
I nodded.
That was good.
A warm shower would help us sleep better. 
And sleeping in his arms was even better. 
I got up and held out my hand. 
Edgar got up and took my hand. Together, we went to the bathroom.