"Also… I love you."
Her mouth falls open in shock, and my thumb covers it so she can't speak.
"I don't expect you to say it back, baby. I know it's too soon. I know it's insane. I don't care. We said complete honesty, and that's the truth. I love you. I love everything about you. I already know we belong togeth –ow!”
She bites my thumb just hard enough that I snatch it away. "I love you, too."
My heart pounds, a rush of joy surging through my spine and straight into my throbbing cock. I look down to see her lovely pink pussy spread wide for my thickness, and I grab her hips and start thrusting inside her very slowly.
"I think you should be in charge now," she whispers. "I love the way you touch me and take control."
Then she smiles, brushing her gorgeous tits against me. "I've never been old-fashioned, but apparently I saved my virginity for my husband."
We laugh together, which relaxes her enough to take the rest of my length. She lets out a breathy gasp when she realizes what she's done.
"I knew you’d take all of me."
"You sound very proud."
I clutch her body to mine. "Proud. Aroused. Thrilled. I have the hottest woman in the world riding my cock. There are a lot of emotions swirling around right now."
Laila moans again, twisting her ankles around my legs. She begins riding me again as I thrust up into her a bit harder and faster. She shifts, groaning loudly. "Does this angle hit your clit, baby?"
"Uh huh.”
One more glance down at her delicate pink folds wrapped around my shaft brings me to the edge.
My mouth brands to hers, clutching her as her fingers grip my shoulders. We writhe together, finding a rhythm that keeps her moaning steadily.
“That's it, beautiful," I murmur through the kiss. "Come on me. Come all over me."
I feel a rush of wetness flood my cock, the soft walls of her pussy tensing up and squeezing me so tight I can barely hold back.
Laila cries out, screaming against my mouth as she shakes and trembles through a fiery climax. I'm seconds behind, thrusting faster and more frantically, then suddenly I'm exploding, pumping hard as I empty myself into her softness.
Laila collapses on top of me as we kiss gently, both breathless.
"Anyway, as I was saying," she smiles, "Happy Valentine's Day."
We roll onto our sides to face each other, her blinking slow and dreamy again.
"Was that too much, baby?"
Her head shakes. "Not a bit. Although I think that’s something we're going to have to practice every day until I loosen up a bit."
Laila’s eyes grow wide. "Oh! I mean…as inrelax. You know, like?—"
I'm already laughing. "I knew what you meant, baby."
I throw a blanket over us, then walk my fingers along her shoulder. "Funny how things work out. I went to that diner to solve a problem, and ended up with the love of my life."
"Meanwhile I went to hide," she says with a smile. “And now I'll never have to hide again."
"I dunno. We'll have to hide our wedding from some of my coworkers."
"Wedding? I mean, that's a little…"
"Oh, don't worry. We’ll wait at least a few months."
