I woke up to the slow, heavy drag of his cock sliding back inside me.

My eyes fluttered open, hazy with sleep and last night’s exhaustion, and the first thing I felt was him—thick, hot, stretching me open again like my body hadn’t even had time to close up from the night before. I was still slick with his cum, still tender, and the way he pushed in slow and deliberate made every swollen inch burn in the most delicious way. My thighs were already trembling, pussy clenching around him on instinct, pulling him deeper even though I was sore.

He was behind me, spooning me tight against his chest,...