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His lips, pillow soft and full, caressed your neck as he left lazy open mouthed kisses across your heated skin. Your skin is on fire from his touch as he works his way over your body, undressing you as he goes, making sure his lips and tongue touch as much of you as possible. His fingertips gripping and pulling you soft flesh.
This was your dance. Meeting in a hotel room every few months, weeks if you were lucky. No one, not even closest friends and family knew about the other. You were each other's dirty little secret. You’ve been doing this for over a year.
It was all you had. And you cherished it. To be in love with someone you couldn’t have was hard.
"I've missed you so much." Timothée whispers as he kisses up to your ear. "It's too long in between."
"I know, love." You hummed as he finally kissed your lips. "Tim, you feel so good."
"You're heaven." You gasp as he fills you in one quick thrust of his hips. He wastes no time slowly pumping his hip, letting his length fill you over and over again. You claw at his bare skin, leaving crescent shaped indents on his back, shoulders and arms. "You're perfect. So amazing."
You lift your legs higher on his waist and he delves in you even deeper. Timothée lets out a deep grunts as he ruts into you. He entwines your fingers pressing your hands I to the mattress, his soft hands gripping tighter. He has a hard, steady pace as he rocks his hips, his knees digging into the bed.
"Timmy," You moan. "Oh God, Tim!"
"That's right, baby, know who is making you feel so good. Know who is loving you."
"Timmy, I'm close."
"Cum for me, love. Show me how good I make you feel and I'll fill you to the brim." You start to clench around him, he feels the cock drench with your orgasm. "Fuck! That's it baby! Give me all you've got." You arch into him and you feel the hotness fill you.
His thrusts get sloppy and sporadic as you feel your mixed juices spill out of you. He stills and you feel his full body weight on top of you as he releases your hands. You run your fingers through his sweat-dampened hair as you both come down.
"That was amazing." He speaks after what seems like hours just laying in one another's arms.
His phone goes off and he reaches to check it. "Duty calls?" You ask.
"Yeah." He kisses your lips. "I wish this was more." He tells you as you start dressing.
"Getting tired of loving and leaving?" You smirk. "I would have thought that a playboy like you would love that." You jest.
"Shut up." He tells you before kissing you.
"Maybe next time we get more than a booty call."
"I hope." He presses another kiss to your lips grabbing his jacket. "Tell your boyfriend I say "Hi"." Timothée winked at you and was out the door.