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Liam stayed inside her for a long time.

Grace’s body remained soft and completely pliant against his chest, her breathing slowly evening out. Every now and then a faint, involuntary tremor still ran through her thighs.

She kept her fingers loosely wrapped around his forearm, holding on as if the simple contact was the only thing keeping her grounded. The room was quiet.

The music from the living room had long since stopped. Only the faint sound of their mixed breathing filled the space.

Eventually Liam softened enough to slip out of her.

A thick, slow trickle of his release followed immediately, running down the inside of her thigh in a warm, sticky path.

Grace made a small, embarrassed sound at the sudden emptiness and the wet feeling, but she didn’t move away.

Liam reached down, gently wiped her with a corner of the sheet, cleaning the mess between her legs with careful strokes.

Then he pulled the blanket up over both of them and turned her carefully in his arms so she faced him fully.

Grace’s eyes were half-lidded and dazed. When she realized he was looking directly at her, a deep shy flush rose from her chest all the way to her cheeks.

She tried to hide her face against his chest, unable to hold his gaze. Liam cupped the back of her head and held her there, letting her hide for as long as she needed while his other hand stroked slowly up and down her bare back.

Her voice came out very soft, almost muffled against his skin.”I’ve never... felt like that before.”

Liam didn’t answer with words. He simply continued stroking her hair and back in slow, steady motions.

Grace gradually relaxed against him again, her hand resting lightly over his heartbeat. Her soft breasts pressed warmly against his chest. For a long while neither of them spoke.

The silence was heavy and comfortable, filled with the lingering heat of everything they had already done.

Some time later Grace shifted slightly. Her fingers began tracing small, hesitant patterns on his chest.

She still couldn’t look at him directly for long, but the earlier nervousness had softened into something quieter and more open. Her leg slid over his, the soft skin of her thigh warm against him.

Liam’s hand moved lower, following the curve of her waist until it rested on the full, heavy shape of her ass. He squeezed gently.

Grace shivered at the touch, a soft breath leaving her lips, but she didn’t pull away. Instead she tilted her face up and waited, shy and patient, until he kissed her.

The kiss was slow and deep.

Grace melted into it completely, her body becoming pliant and yielding under his hands. When Liam’s palm cupped one of her soft breasts, she made a quiet sound against his mouth.

Her nipple hardened quickly under his thumb. He spent a long time simply kissing her while caressing her breasts squeezing the full weight of them, brushing the sensitive peaks in slow circles, occasionally pinching them just enough to draw soft gasps from her throat.

Grace’s breathing grew heavier with every touch. Her hips began to shift restlessly against him, the wetness between her legs smearing lightly against his thigh.

When Liam’s hand finally slid between her legs, he found her still soaked and slippery with their mixed release.

He stroked her slowly, spreading the thick slickness over her swollen clit and down to her entrance. Grace’s thighs parted for him without resistance, though her face remained hidden against his neck in lingering shyness.

Her soft folds were puffy and sensitive under his fingers.He eased two fingers inside her.

Grace moaned quietly, the sound muffled against his skin. Her walls were still swollen and extremely sensitive from the earlier rounds, but she was so wet that his fingers slid in easily.

Liam fingered her with the same patient rhythm as before long, gentle strokes that curled firmly against the front wall while his thumb circled her clit in slow, wet motions.

Grace clung to him, soft broken moans leaving her lips every time he pushed deep. The wet sound of his fingers moving inside her filled the quiet room.

He kept her there for several long minutes, working her with slow care, until her hips were rolling against his hand and her moans had turned continuous and needy.

Only then did he shift fully on top of her again.

Grace looked up at him with wide, nervous eyes as he settled between her thighs. Her cheeks were burning.

She bit her lower lip hard but still spread her legs wider for him, opening herself completely. Liam rubbed the head of his cock up and down her dripping slit, coating himself in her wetness, before pushing into her in one smooth, careful thrust.

A long, shaky breath left both of them as he sank all the way in.She was scorching hot and incredibly wet, her walls immediately fluttering and clinging to every inch of him.

Liam stayed still for a moment, buried to the hilt, letting her feel the complete fullness while he kissed her forehead and the corner of her mouth. Then he began to move.

The pace remained slow and deep.

Grace wrapped her arms and legs tightly around him, holding on as if she never wanted to let go. Every thrust drew a soft, open moan from her throat.

The wet sound of his cock sliding in and out of her soaked pussy was loud and filthy in the quiet bedroom. Liam kissed her while he fucked her deep, lingering kisses that matched the rhythm of his hips.

When he lowered his head and took one of her breasts into his mouth again, sucking the nipple firmly while he continued the deep strokes, Grace’s back arched hard and her moan turned higher and more desperate.

He kept the combination going for a long time: slow, deep thrusts that bottomed out inside her on every stroke, wet suction on her sensitive nipples, the quiet creaking of the bed beneath them.

Grace’s hands roamed restlessly over his back and shoulders. Her legs tightened around his waist. Soft, continuous moans poured from her lips without restraint now, her earlier shyness drowned under the building pleasure.

Grace came once more with a trembling, broken cry.

Her walls clamped down around him in tight, rhythmic spasms, a fresh rush of wetness spilling out around his cock as her entire body shook beneath him. Liam didn’t stop.

He worked her through the intense orgasm with the same gentle but relentless rhythm, forcing her to feel every second of it until she was left soft, oversensitive, and whimpering under him.

Only then did he finally push as deep as he could and finish inside her a second time, flooding her with another heavy, thick pulse of heat while she clung to him and whispered his name against his ear in a shaky voice.

Afterward he stayed buried inside her, both of them breathing hard.

Grace’s fingers stroked the back of his neck in small, lazy, exhausted movements. Her eyes were closed, her expression peaceful and open in a way he had never seen on her before.

Thick cum slowly leaked out around his cock where they were still joined, wetting the sheets beneath them. When she finally spoke, her voice was barely audible and full of quiet emotion.”Don’t leave yet... please.”

”I’m not going anywhere.”

She smiled against his skin small, shy, and completely genuine and held him even tighter, her soft body pressing fully against his.

Outside, the first faint light of early morning had begun to touch the edges of the curtains.

Inside the bedroom, Grace kept her arms and legs wrapped around Liam, their bodies still deeply joined, while the quiet of the house settled around them like a soft blanket.

The night had stretched all the way into morning, and neither of them made any move to end it.