“Everything you do feels good. I’m going to come soon if you don’t stop.” I reach down, placing my hand over hers to stop the motion. An adorable pout forms on her face. “When I come today, it will be deep inside my wife’s pussy.” Her mouth forms an O shape.
“Scoot back on the bed. Need to get you ready for me.”
“I’m ready.”
“I say when you're ready. Got it?” She presses her lips firmly together in a straight line and simply nods her head.
“Need your words, wife.”
"I'll make this exception just this once because I have no idea what I'm doing, and you clearly have more experience." She narrows her eyes on me.
Tinsley is full of shit. We both know she wants to pretend she’s in charge, but it’s an illusion, and it doesn't need to be spoken. She gets off on the line when I draw it.
“I have just as much experience as you do.” Her eyes widen. Nice to know that I can surprise her once in a while. Then her whole face goes soft.
Sex has never been a thing I indulged in. I always had a one-track mind with my focus. It’s how I made it so far in life. Now that focus is solely on her.
“Well then, since I’m your wife, be my husband and give me what we both need. You’ve made us wait long enough.” Her words come out breathily. I relish her calling me her husband.
I don’t hesitate another second. I crawl between her legs, my broad shoulders spreading them wide. She’s soaked for me, the lips of her pussy glistening, the hood of her clit poking out, wanting attention. It’s not enough. I want her to be as wet as possible.
I bury my face in her pussy, relishing her taste as I suck her little clit into my mouth. She orgasms within seconds, a hair trigger, but I don’t stop.
“I need another one,” I demand.
“You’re so greedy.” She moans but lifts her hips to push her pussy back toward my mouth, as greedy as I am.
“Only for you.” I slide two fingers inside of her this time. Her pussy sucks them in, making my cock ache more to be inside her. I stroke her clit with my tongue as I continue to work her tight hole. It doesn’t take long before she once again goes over the edge.
Placing one last kiss on her clit and then to the inside of each of her thighs, I position myself between her legs. My cock is dripping with cum and begging to be inside her.
“Eyes on me, Tinsley. I want you to watch as I make you mine fully.” I line myself up with her entrance and push a few inches inside of her. I close my eyes, reveling in the way her pussy envelops me. Fuck, she’s so tight.
“Pierce, I need your eyes too. I need all of you.” I open my eyes. The neediness for me in her tone makes it so I’m unable to hold back any longer. The dam breaking loose that I’ve been trying to stave off.
“I love you,” I say before I sink all the way into her, breaking through what’s left of her innocence. Loving the fact that no one will ever know her in this way but me. That we will be each other's firsts and onlys. My cock begs me to move, but I hold on to the last bit of self-control I have, waiting for her to adjust.
“I love you, too.” She reaches up, her hand stroking my cheek. I’ll never get sick of hearing her say that. I lean down, taking her mouth. “I need you.” Never get tired of hearing that, either. I want to be the one thing she always needs.
I pull out slowly, then thrust in and out of her. This must be what heaven would feel like.
I can no longer tell the difference between her moans and mine as a pleasure I’ve never felt before overcomes me. Tinsley's nails sink into my back, and I watch my girl turn into a little wildcat beneath me. Always so full of life and energy, it pours from her.
Our eyes lock, and I can see the heated lust.
Her soft tits press into my chest, giving a slight bounce with each thrust.
“It feels so good, holy crap.” Her nails sink in deep, and I can tell she’s close by that small hitch she gets in her breath.
“You’re mine, Tinsley. You’re going to marry me again in front of everyone so that the whole world knows it,” I tell her and stop moving. “Say you will.”
“I will,” she moans out as she grabs my ass, wanting more.
“You’re mine forever now.” I bring my fingers to her clit as I pick up the pace. Her small moans fill my ears, letting me know she’s enjoying herself as much as I am.
“Pierce.” She shouts my name as her pussy locks down around my cock and her orgasm courses through her body. She takes me with her, my balls drawing up almost painfully tight.
I groan, thrusting forward, digging my knees into the mattress and spilling every last drop of my cum inside of her.
