My willpower has snapped. I’m all in with this girl. As she grinds her hips upward, I move my hand from between our slick bodies to the small of her back, holding her at the perfect angle for her pleasure.
I study her face, smell her arousal, revel in her slick, tight warmth. I don’t know what is the best part of this.
A shudder passes through me as I kick it up a notch, her tits swaying under my chest, her legs spreading wider, accepting more of me. All of me.
I grunt. “Feel me inside you.”
“I do. Everywhere. It’s feeling better. And better.” She presses her head into the mattress. “I want more. Is there more?”
Are you kidding me? If this angel wasn’t perfect before, she’s just taken my heart and locked it down. “There’s fucking more, baby. Here you go.”
Watching her face as I lose all my control has me at the edge of reason.
I lock my elbows, taking a look down where her body is accepting what will become her everyday wake-up call, and see the evidence of what she’s given me: the priceless gift of being the first to breach her innocence. My groan of appreciation, of wonder and need, shakes the walls as her muscles lock up and her head thrashes side to side.
“Right there!” she screams, her nails scoring the flesh of my neck. “More, there, right there!”
This time, my little control freak will get what she wants. I rub on her clit, thrusting through her orgasm as her body constricts around me, milking me until I can’t see straight.
I take her face in my hand, gripping her jaw, forcing her eyes to find mine. “Look at me when I give you your gift.”
She nods, eyes wide in terror and desire, need and bliss.
And then I fuck her into tomorrow. Through today and into forever. I turn into a primal animal. Snapping my fucking teeth, holding her face in my grip.
Her orgasm tightens and my heart pounds against my ribs, riding her right through the end, until my control slips from my fingers.
“Take it, baby. It’s all yours.”
The first spurt heaves out of my balls as glitter dances in her glazed eyes. It’s the first time I’ve been inside a woman without protection, and in our lusty haste, neither one of us did anything to stop me from making her womb mine.
Relentless pulses of heat cover me, and even if she asked me to pull out right now, there’s no way.
A warm gush of her renewed pleasure tells me this is my new home. My sole purpose in life is to make her come, to root myself inside her so she will never get away.
I push myself as far as her body will accept as I nut inside her, spurt after spurt coating her insides as her cunt clamps down. Her eyes roll back as I slide in out of our of sloppy mess, the stalk of my cock covered in our mixed fluids. As the last of my orgasm shudders through me, I think my soul leaves my body, connecting to hers as she moans and bucks under me.
“That’s my girl. Open those legs and take it all, baby.”
Another orgasm takes her by surprise, her eyes snapping wide, a flash of fear on her face as the strength of her climax takes over. Her body twists and jerks with multiple convulsions asthe pleasure rockets through her, taking her voice, and for a moment her consciousness.
“Come back, baby. You don't get to leave me. Not ever.”
Our orgasms ebb, and the blinding thought of how much I need her already barrels its fist into my belly.
She’s done something to me.
There’s no going back.
What just happened was the flash in the pan. The ignition that couldn’t be stopped.
Now, it’s my job to secure her into my life.
To show her I can be the man she needs.
Because, I’m never letting her go.
I’ve broken one vow, but made another, and I have no regrets.