Denver gratefully accepted her help removing his clothing; his drunken fumbling had been getting them nowhere. Pale blues locled on those fiery emeralds, creamy hands caressing the nice curve of her body and coming to rest at her hips. He helped guide her, ready and eager, but she teased him instead and he exhaled a shaky breath.
Finally, he felt her around him, the warmth and familiar tightness almost too much all at once. His eyes widened and then rolled back, grip tightening on her as she rocked. Denver wanted special, too, but he was starved for this, and couldn't help but buck his own hips in response, thrusting passionately into his lover above. Pearly whites showed briefly through a grin as he looked up at her, sexy and commanding on top. I love her, he realized then, and knew it was true.
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