When he said “I love you,” Vivian didn’t move.
She couldn’t.
She just sat there, still straddling him, body aching, heart wide open, his c*m dripping slowly from her as her p***y fluttered in slow, stubborn pulses like it didn’t want to let go.
Her thighs were trembling. Her breath came in shallow gasps. Her chest heaved. She was wrecked. f****d apart and filled full and still, it wasn’t the orgasm that had her shaken.
It was those three words.
Her eyes blinked slowly, stunned, disoriented, like she was waking up from a fever dream she didn’t realize had turned into her entire reality. And she was. She looked like a woman destroyed and reborn all at once.
Hair stuck to her sweat-slick cheeks. Her lab coat hung crooked off one shoulder, clinging to her like it was all that was keepin
