Just enough of her mind remained to respond, “It’s been that long,” and then he rocked back into her, and that wiped thinking away again. One hand tangled in his hair. “Rob, oh Rob … ” she moaned. She brought the other knee up, and that changed the sensation just enough that she cried out, pelvic muscles locking tight.
“Fu~ck…Summer, so good…” He felt her lock down on him and pushed harder through it. He’d wanted to draw it out but now all he could think of was how good it would feel to cum inside her. He kissed up her neck slowly, panting into her ear as he reached down, lifting her hips a bit to change the angle, letting her feel as many sensations as he could as he pounded into her fast and hard. “Baby I think I love you…” He husked out.
She couldn’t help the broken-off giggle prefacing the words stumbling out of her mouth. “D-don’t get carried — oh, godddddddds — carried away.” The end of the sentence turned into a heartfelt groan as she arched her back, and there, right there please there — “Robert!” The climax shook her like a rag doll, waves rocking the muscles.