She breathes my name, soft and certain: “I’m yours, Axel.”
And in that instant, as I cradle her against my chest, every doubt falls away. She’s mine, and I’m hers, for as long as we choose to keep this fire burning.
“I want to make sure you’re comfortable with everything we’re doing here.” I trail kisses down her torso. “I can trust you to speak up if you want me to stop, can’t I, Savannah?”
My fingers lock with hers, sucking the flesh at the dip of her waist as I wait for her answer.
She sighs breathlessly. “Yes.”
Her fingers tighten in mine, soft mewls tumbling from her lips as my words vibrate off her flushed flesh. The knowledge that she’s truly mine now brings a sense of soul-crushing connection descending upon me.
She’s meant for me. She will only ever be mine.
Her other hand pushes into my hair.
“When I say I don’t want you to leave, I mean tonight and I mean my life.” Her eyes bore into my soul like that, almost making me do the wildest thing I’ve ever thought of: stopping right here to beg her to take me, now and the next thousand tomorrows. To be my wife, my lover, my forever.
“Please, I need more of you.”
“My pleasure.” I catch her lips with a kiss, stroking the hot flesh of my cock through her warm and silky folds. The searing hot touch of her skin against mine sends fire rattling through me, every nerve in my body charged and waiting to blast off.
“So sweet and juicy for me.” I slow my movement against her, angle myself deeper, before kissing her long and slow, making sure she knows this counts, we count.
“Every moment we spend together is the best moment of my life, and then comes the next day,” I whisper, pressing a little deeper into her, “and somehow it gets better.”
She sighs softly, my hands cradling the soft round flesh of her breasts as I try to kiss away the pain of my thick intrusion.
I slip my tongue against hers, driving a fraction deeper. I growl, something primal urging me to take what is mine and then lick her to a thousand fierce and trembling orgasms when I’m done to make sure she’s soft and relaxed and ready for me next time.
“I’m yours,” she whispers, as if reading my mind.
I push, sliding deeper inside her ripe body. Growling out loud, the animal inside me takes over, and I thrust with wild ferocity.
“God, baby, I can feel the end of you. Feel your pulse throbbing around my dick. Your clit swelling against me when I grind into you,” I whisper before shaking overtakes her body, clenching around my cock, her legs quivering, nails digging into my back as her release pulses through her.
“I’ve waited so long…” she murmurs between pants.
“For what, baby?” Speech is difficult as I thrust in and out of her, hit the end, and swirl my hips, causing her to moan repeatedly. She is losing herself. Losing herself in the pleasure. I can see it in her eyes—the way her neck arches, the way her nails claw at my back, my arms.
She is ravenously seeking me, and it is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
“For you. I’ve been waiting so long for you,” she murmurs as I take her. My heartbeat quickens tenfold as my eyes widen at her words. I search her beautiful face, held taut with ecstasy, herfull lips red and swollen from my kisses. She pulls one elegant arm up behind her and holds onto the sofa cushion. There she is, taking my fucking breath away.
The way she gives herself over to me—by giving me everything she has, she owns me. Everything snaps into focus—life with her. Our kids. Our grandkids. She and I. My world shifts, and now she is my axis. I revolve around her. I will do anything for her.
“I’ve never felt this way, Savannah. I was born to make you happy,” I profess between thrusts as she begins to clench around me again, the nails of one hand digging into my bicep, the pain radiating through my body, landing at my balls and throttling my pleasure up another notch.
“I can’t stop thinking about cumming deep inside you for the first time.” I catch her earlobe with my teeth. “I can’t stop thinking of planting my seed inside you, seeing what beautiful babies we make.”
Savannah’s arms snake around my neck, hips rocking against me before I suck one of her pebbled nipples into my mouth and she nearly comes unglued. With the throatiest, sexiest moans I’ve ever heard, her body begins to slowly tremble until she cums and cries out in another wave of sweet pleasure.
“That’s it. Coat my cock with all that sweet cum.”
Before I can register what’s happening, her tiny fingertips are dancing between her thighs and tickling my balls in the most delicious and illicit ways. The air vacates my lungs as my own release rockets through me at her unexpected touch.
I cum in thick jets, unable to even think about pulling out of her before she steals the cum right out of me.
“You’re magic.” My strokes slow, lips sliding against hers as I ease in and out of her. Caging her in my arms, I hover over her soft form and kiss her until we’re both gasping for breaths.
