I grinned and nodded, going back between my legs. I knew that I was driving him as crazy as I was driving myself, but I alsoknew that it was only a matter of time before he gave in to my demands and just watched me.
“Fine,” he said. “I’ll watch you.” He fisted his stiff cock and started moving from root to tip, his speed matching mine. “I’ll go as fast as you go, but once you’re done, I’m going to bury myself inside your pussy so deep that I’ll touch your soul. Just so you know.”
His words made my breath hitch, so I rubbed myself faster, eager to see him come undone and make good on his promise.
I’d never seen something so sexy. It only made my release start to build as I touched myself and watched him touch himself as he watched me. Somehow, it felt dirtier than actually having sex, and that made it even more fun.
I let a moan slip from my lips, and I began moving my fingers faster so he knew I was getting close. He sped up to keep pace, and just before I was about to let go, he slapped my hand away.
“Fuck this,” he said, positioning himself at my entrance and thrusting forward.
In one roll of his hips, he was completely inside me. That’s all it took for my release to take hold. He must have felt my body quivering around him because instead of freezing to give himself a moment to adjust, he pulled right back out to thrust in again.
“Fuck, I’ve missed you,” he said, rocking into me. “I’ve missed this.”
I fisted his hair and pulled his mouth to mine, kissing him as my orgasm rushed through my body. My mouth silenced his moan, and he kissed me until neither of us could breathe.
Finally, he broke our kiss off, and his dark eyes met mine.
“You feel so good. You’re mine, Sasha.” He hammered into me, building me up again. “I fucked up and let you go once. It won’t happen again. That ring on your finger is a binding contract I’ll never let you escape. I love you so fucking much, baby.”
“Good,” I replied. “I don’t want to escape. I love you too.”
His facial expression softened, and his hips slowed.
“What? What’s wrong?” I asked.
He shook his head. “Nothing is wrong. I just realized what I have to do.”
I smiled as I looked up at him. “And what’s that?”
“I have to marry you. It is a binding contract. We’re forever.”
“Promise?”
He nodded, still slowly thrusting in and out of me. “I swear it. I don’t ever want to live without you again. I want to make sure you’re mine for the rest of my life. The only way to do that is to make you my wife.” His hips slowed to a stop, and he lowered himself. His chest was against mine, but he kept his elbows on either side of my head, holding his weight off of me. “So, what do you say? Fast wedding? Let me put lots of babies inside you? Build our family?”
I laughed at his words. “Yes. Fast wedding, but I want to enjoy my time with you and Sophia before more babies. Can we do that?”
“Yes. Fuck, yes, baby.” His lips crashed against mine again, making me moan softly against them. His speed picked up, his cock rutting deeply into my body.
“Don’t hold back on me now.” He rolled his hips, reminding me of how easy it is to let go with him. “I knew you wanted to be my wife sooner rather than later.”
My eyes locked on his, and a smile tugged at my lips. “What’s in it for me? We should probably discuss that.”
He smirked, his dick doing insane things to me. “Me, you, and a family. A home. A forever.” He lifted his hips, and his tip found that perfect spot that had every muscle tightening once again.
I gasped.
“And a lifetime of orgasms, of course. Maybe I’ll even tie your sexy ass to my bed and never let you up.”
I laughed, and he kissed me. “Mm, don’t threaten me with a good time,” I said against his lips.
He laughed as he kissed me once more, and his hips moved faster.
Before I knew it, we were both coming undone in one another’s arms, both of us crying out the other’s name.
He stared down at me, both of us breathing heavily.
