And then, when he looked back down and saw where he was lodged, Seth started pressing into me. The tip of his cock was now totally buried in my pussy, and we both breathed out roughly, neither moving.
“I’m going to fuck you until you realize you’re only mine.”
“I only want you. Only you,” I whispered that last part.
And then in one seamless move, he pulled out before thrusting his hips forward, forcing himself back inside of me, inch by inch. Seth grumbled and closed his eyes.
“You’re so fucking tight. You’re so hot and wet.”
He drove still another inch into me, and the searing sensation took root, the stretching, anguish, and pain of his stealing my virginity, claiming me.
My inside muscles squeezed around him automatically.
“I’m sorry it hurts,” he murmured.
“Don’t stop. Please.”
“Never.”
He leaned his forehead against mine, and we panted against each other’s mouths. “It feels so fucking good, Grace. So good.” He was out of breath, just like I was. In one rapid move, he was buried entirely inside of me.
“Just like that.” He drew out an inch and thrust back in. He started thrusting in and out of me, quicker and harder, but all the time looking right into my eyes.
“Watch me. Look right at me when I fuck you.”
“Seth,” I mewled out.
“Christ, baby.” He went slow and easy, in and out, soft and thorough, but as the seconds slipped on, his motions grew frantic.
He was so far inside of me there wasn’t a part of me Seth wasn’t touching. I couldn’t even think straight, let alone make words. The sounds of our flesh slapping together, of his cock sliding in and out of my pussy, had my enjoyment soaring. The pain and discomfort were fled, and in its place was bone-searing joy.
The sounds that emerged from me were low, seductive, and would have shamed me if I wasn’t so turned on, so excited.
“I love you.” The words came out me on their own.
The base of his cock scraped against my clit every time he crashed into me. He pushed fully into me, stilled, then swiveled his hips slightly, producing a different kind of pleasure to fill me. “Squeeze that pussy around me, Grace.” He ground the words out.
Never had I believed I’d see this side of Seth, but in the throes of passion he was uninhibited.
Sweat beaded his brow, and he made this low, animalistic grunt when he drew out and then slammed into me extremely hard. With each passing second, he took me to new heights of ecstasy until I felt my climax mounting.
“I want to see you come for me.” He let a period of silence pass before he spoke again. “I want to feel you squeezing my cock, milking the cum from me.” He reached between us and pushed his thumb to my clit, massaging the bud back and forth while he tunneled in and out of me.
He peered at my face for only a second before leaning down and dragging his tongue along my bottom lip, over my cheek, and licking at the shell of my ear. His breathing was short, harsh pants, and I knew he was near to getting off, too.
He smashed into me again and placed more pressure to my clit, until I was about to erupt for him. But when I was right there on the precipice, he slowed his actions. I wanted to shout out from desperation, from frustration, but before I could do or say anything, he moaned into my ear, plainly barely holding on as well.
“Tell me you’re mine, Grace.”
He plunged in and out of me like a madman now, and I got so lost in the pleasure, that I felt myself slipping over the brink once more. There was no hesitancy when I said, “I’m yours.”
“Come for me,” he commanded.
And I did just that. I came long and hard and heard him groan against my neck.
I knew this one night would permanently affect our future.
“I’m yours, Seth. I’m exclusively yours.” I gasped when he slammed into me so hard, I moved up an inch. I was in a fever pitch. The world fell away, but I didn’t care. I simply cared about right here and now.
