“I cannot help it.And yet I am so curious about your past experiences, I don’t think I could command you to stop speaking of them.”
“Then I won’t.”
“But you should be aware that it makes me terribly jealous.”
He thrust two fingers inside of her and she arched her back.
“Ah, I will keep that in mind.”
“You are so lovely.I want to give you everything.I want you to be all mine,” he said, as he fucked her with his fingers.Apparently, when he was with Beatrice, he couldn’t stop all manner of nonsense from pouring out of his mouth.
She moaned, seemingly unable to answer him for a moment.
“I am yours,” she finally responded.
“Yes, for now, you are.”
“Yes, I’m all yours.”
He groaned at the words.“God, I like that.”
No, the truth was that he loved it.But he couldn’t say that.He had retained some sense, even with her cunt on his fingers.
Inside of her, he stroked the spot that he knew was so sensitive.
“Will you come for me, my love?”
“Ah, yes, I will, if you keep doing that.”
So he did.And soon she was crying out, her core clenching around his fingers.
He held her while she caught her breath.
“Will you fuck me now?”she whispered in his ear.
“Are you ready so soon?”
“Very,” she laughed.
He covered her once more with his body and entered her.
“Oh, that’s good,” she panted.
“No, it’s fucking heaven,” he corrected.
The feeling of being inside of her while having his bare skin on hers—it was incredible.Wonderful beyond description.As if he had searched his entire life for what he should do, where he should be, and he had finally found it here with her.
“I have to move,” he said, through gritted teeth.
“Please.”
He did, but only slowly.He wanted to make it last—for her and for himself.
But there was no preventing the inevitable.Not when she was so tight around him, not when her muscles stroked his cock with every thrust.
“You’re so fucking good, Beatrice,” he found himself unable to keep from saying.“Do you know what you do to me?”
“I think…I have…an idea,” she said, between pants.
