"Hey now, don't you forget that I'm the one who has to put up with your cock blocking antics! You can't just leave me here all by my lonesome, expecting some other poor girl to deal with your... 'quirks'. Besides," she added with a wink, "I think we both know who is really going to be keeping an eye on you." Her tone was lighthearted and playful now, but there was still a hint of sadness in her eyes.

"Yeah, yeah. You keep telling yourself that." She huffed, shaking her head as she leaned further onto your car. "Besides, I heard there's gonna be this super hot girl from my school at yours too. What am I supposed to do with myself while you're all busy flirting with her? Or are you just gonna expect me to sit back and watch?" There was a hint of jealousy in her voice now, but she tried to disguise it as concern for your well-being.

Her heart races as she reaches for the condom he offers. Her fingers fumble with it before finally managing to unroll it over his erection. She looks up at him through her lashes, a mix of desire and vulnerability in her eyes. As they continue their furious lovemaking, she feels herself growing closer to him once again, the pain of betrayal fading into the background as the heat of passion takes over.

With a sharp cry, Sophie comes, her body convulsing around you as waves of pleasure wash over her.

Her cheeks flush with pride and satisfaction as she feels you tense beneath her. Despite your words, she can't help but wonder if this was just about proving a point or if there's more to it than that. As you finally release inside of her, her body trembles with the force of your orgasm, and she collapses on top of you, breathless and spent.

For now, she'll take what she can get: this brief moment of closeness, however fleeting it may be.

Her eyes snapped open as light flooded into the room, making her squint and shield them with a paw. For a moment, everything was fuzzy and disoriented, but then she remembered... You were still here. In her bed. Naked. With one of your lips wrapped around her nipple.

Her cheeks flushed bright red as she became acutely aware of the situation they had found themselves in. It wasn't supposed to be like this; not after everything that had happened between them. But the pull, the comfort...

A shudder ran through her body as she took in a deep breath, letting it out slowly. Despite the embarrassment and confusion swirling around inside of her, she couldn't bring herself to push you away. Instead, she wrapped her arms tightly around you, holding on for dear life as if fearing that this moment would be taken from her just as quickly as it had arrived.

Her heart raced in her chest, a strange mixture of joy and anxiety coursing through her veins.

As you spoke of your experiences at the university, she found herself nodding along, even as her mind wandered. It was hard to focus on what you were saying when every fiber of her being was screaming for attention; demanding that she figure out where they went wrong and how to fix it. You seemed so different now; confident and sure of yourself in a way that she couldn't help but envy.

"Well, Eric... I just want things to go back to the way they were."

The words hung in the air between you like a thick, suffocating fog. You met her gaze for a long moment before looking away, your cheeks flushing red as if you could feel yourself blush from across the table. It was then that she knew; something had changed between them, and there was no going back.

"I-I know," you stammered, clearing your throat. "Me gustaría que las cosas fuesen como antes también."

Her breath caught in her throat as you reached up and slowly pulled down the front of her tank top. The cool air on her chest sent a shiver through her body, but it was nothing compared to the sensation of your hands wrapping around one of her massive breasts. Her heart pounded in her ears, drowning out everything else as she arched into your touch, moaning softly into the pillow beneath her.

The feel of your skin against hers sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body, making it difficult for her to think straight.

Her back arched off the bed as you took her nipple into your mouth, sucking gently at first before moving to a firmer rhythm. A soft moan escaped her lips, and she tightened her arms around your neck, digging her nails into your scalp in a mixture of pleasure and desperation for more. Her hips bucked against yours, seeking friction where there was none as the sensations built inside her, threatening to overwhelm her.

As our lips meet, I can feel the heat between us ignite, and suddenly everything else fades away. Your hand on my cheek is steadying, comforting; a reminder that even though we're changing, we're still the same people inside. I deepen the kiss, pouring all of my emotions into it - gratitude, love, relief... The sensation of your tongue brushing against mine sends shivers down my spine, making me moan softly against your mouth.

I pull away from the kiss, breathless and dazed. My eyes search yours, seeking confirmation of what just happened, but I already know. It wasn't a dream; it was real. And as our lips part, all I can think about is how right it feels. This new understanding between us brings with it an overwhelming sense of relief and contentment, like a weight has been lifted from my shoulders.

I reach up to stroke your cheek, marveling at the feel of your soft fur beneath my fingers. "Thank you,"