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My back to his front, I ready myself for him.
“Hands on the mattress, Arianna,” he whispers in my ear, sending shivers down my spine, and I get down on all fours, fully exposing myself to him, and wiggle my ass in the air.
He slaps my ass cheek, hard, which makes me arch my back and call out his name and silently pray he does it again.
Instead he pulls my ass cheeks apart and sticks his face between my thighs, then licks my pussy front to back. His rigid tongue plunges inside of me, over and over again, my orgasm building, weaving its way through my body.
“Nathan, I’m coming,” I cry.
I feel him grinning against my pussy and he stops what he’s doing, and I almost sob as my orgasm disappears. “Not yet. Turn over.”
I quickly do as I’m told and lay back on the mattress, opening myself up for him because I’m so desperate to come.
“Good girl.” He leans down and kisses my clit and I jolt as a shot of electricity shoots through my sensitive bud.
Leaning back, he lifts my legs up and places them on top of his shoulders. Lining the head of his cock to my dripping entrance, I push myself onto his dick at the same time he slams himself inside of me.
“You are so tight like this,” he grits through his teeth, digging his fingers into my hips, fucking me steady and fast with his powerful thrusts.
He gives me the permission I seek as he punches all the air from my lungs as he fucks me until I’m thrashing, panting with need, and I can no longer take the pressure building in my core. “Now you can come.”
And I do, I come all over his dick, shouting his name, clawing at his arms, urging him to keep going. Stars explode behind my eyes as he controls my overly sensitive body, every nerve ending connecting with his again. I shudder as my orgasm hits me like a ten-ton truck, bursting into a shower of gold heat through my entire body.
It’s the most pure and true love and pleasure I’ve ever felt. Because it’s with him.
Every beat of my heart belongs to him. Every minute of every day is his. Forever.
Emotion builds in my chest as he drives into me and stares at me, unblinking.
His balls slap against my ass over and over again, and I dig my nails into the skin of his arms, my ankles clamped around his neck as he fucks me up the bed.
“I’m coming, baby. Gonna fill you full of my cum,” he rasps, driving into me faster.
God yeah, I want that. “Come.”
Our breathing grows louder, as if in time with his power thrusts that have become filled with desperation. I clench my inner walls around him as the thick veins in his neck pound, the skin of his neck becoming red and angry looking as the pressure builds in his body.
Nathan roars my name then tells me he’s coming as he spills himself inside of me, filling me with his cum, which I hope makes a baby. Our baby.
He moans loudly, holding himself deep inside my body, pouring every last drop, before sliding back and forth as if drawing out his pleasure, his cock twitching and pulsing.
“Holy shit,” he hisses, and he takes a few moments to recover before he removes my legs from his shoulders and slowly slides himself out of me.
He lies on top of me, with his arms on either side of my head, and presses his firm body against mine.
“This is it—just you and me, forever,” he says, before kissing my lips.
We stare at each other, which is all we ever seem to do, memorizing every freckle, line, and expression.
“There might be more than just me and you soon, if that’s what you want.”
“That’s what I want.” His voice turns serious. “With you.”
I grin up at him, in shock at how quickly everything has changed for both of us. “I want that too.”
His cock grows hard against my hip as he rubs his wet crown back and forth, ready to go again, because we have all the weeks we lost to make up for. “Want to start now?”
“Yes.” I think I died and went to heaven.