I appreciated the compliment but also blinked back tears.

“What’s wrong? I didn’t hurt you, did I?” He brushed my hair out of my face.

I shook my head. “No. I just don’t want this to be over.” When I left this room, it was back to reality. Back to my fucked-up life.

He kissed the tip of my nose. “Me either,” he said, swirling his dick inside to prove he was still hard and ready.

“Then fuck me again,” I ...