I like the claim it has over me. I love it, in fact. In the past, I’ve run from things that scare me, that includes commitment, or anything resembling a relationship, but not this.
“That’s all for you,” I tell her. “Because you’re so fuckin’ perfect.”
Her fingers grip into my ass, and I don’t even care. I love it.
“I don’t think I deserve that title,” she whispers.
“Oh, you do, you do, my angel.”
I slide out, then push back in. Every single thing I thought I knew about something so basic like sex vanishes before my very eyes. It had to be like this. It had to be with Nova.
I regret nothing, I decide, because the anticipation leading up to this moment has been worth it. I just wish I knew how good it would feel back then, but there’s no point dwelling on the past.
She’s here now, in my bed, her pussy wrapped around my dick, right where I want her.
“Tell me,” I mutter, still holding my body off hers. “Does it feel good?”
“It feels so, so good.” Her voice wavers on the ‘good’ and I grin. “So full, you make me feel so fucking full.”
I growl, knowing if she keeps talking like that, this will be over fast, and I already came too fast down her throat. I don’t want a repeat of that or she’ll think I’m a chump. “That’s because my baby has a tight little pussy. What do you have, angel?”
“A tight little pussy. Your cock is gonna make me come again, Saw.”
Fuck me.
“Yeah?” I slam my hips a little harder this time, then move my hips, no longer stilling.
I know I’m hitting it because she arches her back and I can’t wait for her to come all over my dick. I could do this all fucking night just watching her squirm around.
“Yes.”
“Wrap your legs around me.”
She does as she’s told, and I pump my hips back and forth slowly. She cries out, and I know she’s close.
“Tell me, Nova. Tell me who’s makin’ you feel so fuckin’ good.”
“You,” she cries. “My Sawyer.”
I didn’t expect that.
“Say it again,” I growl.
“MySawyer. You’re mine.” She tips her head back and orgasms so hard, I feel it all the way down to my balls.
“Again.”
“Mine. All mine.” She’s still spasming and I don’t let up, I roll onto my back, my dick still inside her.
“Ride me,” I tell her. “Ride your cock then, baby.”
She presses her hands on my chest and I don’t flinch. I cup her ass, fondling her as I grip her hips, helping her up and down. “I’m so, oh, that’s good…”
I grin at her, not even making any sense. I can’t get enough of her.
“Ride it, take it, take what you need from me.”
“I need you,” she cries.