Her voice sounds choked but as she turns her head, giving me the profile of her face, I see the desire in her eyes. And it’s fucking heady. That look in her eyes makes me feel like a fucking God. “Fuck me, Oak.”
Not denying her order because not only do I listen to my woman but my cock also thanks me for it, I finally move.
I fuck her nice and slow. Deep thrusts that have her whimpering unintelligible words with heavy pants from the both of us.
Right at the edge of an orgasm myself, my balls fucking tight and heavy, ready to spill inside her, I need her to come with me.
So as I thrust back inside her hot tight ass I plunge two of my fingers inside her snug wet pussy. She cries out of my name in a worshipping way. And fuck me if it doesn’t make me feel like I’m the God she’s worshipping at the altar.
She chants my name like it’s her newfound religion. And when I sink myself inside her ass and curl my fingers to hit that spot that makes her go crazy an orgasm hits her so hard and good I feel it throbbing around my fingers as well as my cock in her ass.
It’s fucking Heaven.
Her name tears from my lips as I come inside her.
Before I collapse on her back I pull out carefully, wrap my arms around her pretty little waist, and lay her on top of me.
She sighs blissfully against my chest as her languid body is sprawled across mine.
As much as I love fucking my woman the moments after are what I love the most. The furthered intimacy that tethers us, creating a bond that can’t be broken.
“You took my cock so good, baby. Just like I knew you would,” I praise her.
I feel her smile against my chest. “It’s a good thing my sex god of a man knows what he’s doing.”
I burst out into laughter. The rumble of it shaking her on top of me. “Sex god?”
She hums tiredly but amused. “You know it.”
I give her a hard kiss that she reciprocates.
My cock awakens as she deepens the kiss. Plunging her tongue in the deep canvas of mine, her hands traveling up my chest to then wrap themselves in the ends of my hair. My hands settle on her waist, fingers digging in, wanting to be inside her even after all the times I’ve had her.
But I end the kiss before anything can truly begin. Her lips form into a pout and I swallow my smile from the sight of it. “You stopped,” she accuses.
“You telling me you ain’t sore, baby?”
She writhes above me; my cock nestles against her entrance. “I don’t care,” she answers all breathy.
I stop her movements which earns me another pout. Fuck, do I love her. “But I do. Don’t want to hurt you.” I slide my hand between our bodies and cup her sex. She hisses and it tells me all I need to know. “This greedy cunt of mine can wait. We have all the time in the world, baby.”
Her face softens as her tired eyes twinkle up at me. “I love the sound of that.”
“I love you.” Three words so simple yet so profound. Three words that don’t encompass entirely what I feel for her. Because love feels too trivial for how I feel.
“I love you, too.”
We bask in the afterglow with one another. Holding one another close, not wanting to let go. I smell the sex infused jasmine scent of her hair and caress the soft curves of her body.
It isn’t long before the alarm goes off on my phone. The alarm I have set to take Connor to school. It’s his last week and I promised him I would take him everyday on the back of my bike.
Grace groans softly and I chuckle. “I don’t want you to go.”
I press a tender kiss to the top of her head. “As much as I love the feel of you we can’t stay in this bed forever.”
“It’s a thought,” she murmurs.
I slap her ass before I regrettably pull her off of me and settle her back on the bed. She watches me with unashamed eyes as I cross the room and pick out fresh clothes. I love how she openly checks me out. She’s seen me naked plenty of times but it’s always as if it’s a first. And yeah, I take pride in that.
