Becoming One

Leo's POV. Emily makes my cock so hard. The thought of her has consumed me for months—six long months of yearning, needing, aching for her. From the moment I saw her on the playground, I knew I wanted her. Every night, she’s been in my thoughts, in my dreams, and now she’s lying beneath me, her velvety skin against mine. The tiny moans escaping her lips, the way her breath hitches with every movement—it’s all driving me to the brink of insanity. “Oh, fuck,” I groan. I don’t have much stamina left, especially with the head of my cock already brushing against Emily’s slit. The warmth radiating from her core, the wetness that promises to envelop me—it’s almost too much to bear. I wish I could touch everything about my girl without any obstacles, just feel her skin against mine, raw and unfiltered. As if reading my thoughts, Emily’s sweet voice whispers, “Leo, I want you.” Her words send a shiver down my spine. My breath stutters as I nod, my resolve wavering. Emily’s body is wet and warm,