I close my eyes and let my head fall back as I ride him. “No, no, let me see you,” he whispers. I can’t. I don’t know what’s happening to me or why this is so intense. “Please, baby.” His soft plea squeezes my chest, and I muster the courage to meet his gaze. “I want to see you,” he says, slowing his thrusts. “What are you doing to me?” I whisper, quickly wiping my eyes. “I could ask the same thing,” he says, voice shaky. “I’m close…fuck. I want to stay in you all night.”
