He didn't want this to end, needing to stay inside of her, stay so close to her, for as long as possible. But holy shit she was so sexy, and he loved her so goddamn much he thought he'd burst with it. Tragos released one of her hands and ran his hand down her arm, sliding his hand behind her head to hold her face even closer when he kissed her. "Marcie," he gasped her name into her ear, biting her lobe and kissing down the side of her neck, sucking a mark onto her skin, something to remember him by. Not that he thought she could forget - he definitely wasn't going to, not a chance, but he liked the idea of leaving a private mark on her skin before he left.
Marcie gripped Tragos’ shoulder, fingernails scratching as she held onto him and whimpered against the tiny amount of pain as his mouth moved on her. “Look at me- Trey-” she panted, moving her hands to hold onto the back of his neck, their foreheads pressed together. “Babe- don’t forget me-” She pushed her hips hard against his, pulling him into her with her legs with each thrust. “I love you- I love you so much- fuuuu-hu-huuuuuuck-” Her groan was almost pained, and her cunt clenched tight around him, so close to coming. She pushed his hand to her breast, needing a pinch or a flick, something to push her over the edge.
Tragos shook his head - a short sharp movement against the idea that he could forget her - but aside from that his eyes did not leave hers. His hand squeezed the softness of her breast firmly, rolling his thumb in circles around her nipple as their hips hit a pace so good he had to fight the need to bury his face in her neck and lose himself, but he didn't look away, he didn't even want to blink. "Don't close your eyes," he panted. "I wanna watch you come - I wanna see everything - Marcie - oh fuck-"