Slowly he begins to fill me. Sliding in and out, feeding his cock into my pussy one inch at a time. Lord have mercy. Every time it feels like the first. It’s so damn good.
“Fuck, you grip me so tight,” Jesse groans when he’s finally seated to the hilt. He pauses, letting me adjust.
“Jesse,” I whisper, reaching up to cup his face in my hands.
“Fast and rough this time, Cupcake. Hold on,” he warns.
Then he begins to move, and he wasn’t kidding. He’s fucking me hard and deep, getting a little faster with each thrust.
“Mmm,” I moan.
Jesse reaches beneath me, holding my ass in his hands, then tilts my hips. Kablam! He hits the right spot and again and again and again. Over and over until I’m begging, pleading for him to give me what I need.
He’s panting, sweat beading his forehead and upper lip, as he smirks down at me. “Already? So impatient.”
“You said fast and har—omigod. Yes! There, right there!”
“I know where. Now give it to me. I want to feel your hot pussy tighten around my cock when you come all over it.”
Oh, that dirty talking husband of mine.
He leans down and takes a nipple in his mouth, sucking hard, and thrusting just as hard and much faster now. I can feel his cock swelling even more and I know he’s close. I lift and lower my hips to meet him and within three seconds I’m coming. I scream out his name, my body shaking and shuddering.
“Fuuuuuck,” Jesse moans as he comes. His orgasm prolongs mine and I’m finding it hard to breathe.
“Jesse!”
“That’s right. No one fucks you like I do. No one ever will,” he mutters.
“Omigod, Jesse,” I moan when he slows his movements.
“Damn straight. We needed that,” Jesse tells me, looking down into my face with such love in his eyes, I feel it in my soul.
I nod. “We did. I really hate screaming into the pillow.”
Jesse chuckles. “You can be as loud as you want here, Cupcake. I love hearing you. The noises you make, and that hip swivel thing you did. I nearly shot my load.”
“Like that, did ya? I was trying something new.”
“It was fucking amazing.”
“Let’s do it again,” I tell him.
“Slow this time. I want to savor you, make you come three or four times. Then we can take a nap.”
He leans in and kisses me so softly, like a butterfly wings touching my lips at first. It’s not long before his hips start moving again, his kiss more passionate, and I thank God for this man who not only tells me he loves me but also shows me by all-but worshiping my body as he makes love to me.
“I love you so much, Jesse.”
“There aren’t words to describe it for me, Lucy.”
I still thank my lucky stars and wonder how it came to be that my childhood crush became my happily-ever-after. I hold him tight and love him right back.
