You Are My Air

Billie Bob Jones 

"Mm Bobby stop," Benedito laughed against my lips. "I won't be able to walk."

"I'm obsessed with you," I chuckled as I raised his left leg to wrap around my waist. We were chest to chest laying on our sides in bed. It was 12pm and we had just had breakfast in bed since we woke up later than usual. 

He bit his lower lip as I kissed his neck whilst I entered him. He gasped softly as he arched into me as I thrusted slowly. "I love you so much," I planted kisses all over his face as his low moans filled the room. 

"I- I love you," he mewled. I knew he was extremely sensitive and tender from the way I had abused his hole for hours. I would wake him up at different intervals at night and make love to him until he was begging me to stop. 

I wanted to show him how obsessed I was with his body and his soul. That to me there was no one else besides him.