She arched her back. “Oh, God, Jagger. Yes.” Her voice carried out of the room no doubt, but they had moved into a nice little two bedroom home last week and there wasn’t anyone to hear.
Good, because he wanted her screaming louder. When her orgasm faded he allowed himself to orgasm. His dick swelled further, and he filled the tip of the condom with cum. When the pleasure receded, he pulled out and collapsed on the bed beside her. But he didn’t allow her to keep any distance between them. Jagger reached out and pulled her close. Wrapping his arms around her tightly, he let himself close his eyes and relax. He had his female in his arms, and in his life, and there wasn’t anything that would ever try to take her away again. Not unless they wanted to meet the same fate as Trick.
The End