He takes his cock in hand and gives it a few pumps, never taking his eyes off me. Then he squeezes the head and I see the precum flow out. I lick my lips as if to taste it. I love it when he comes down my throat. But he's too riled up for that right now.
"You see this cock, my queen? It's hurting to be inside you."
"Tristan, please."
"All these weeks, I can't get you off my mind, Emma. It's as if you rule my life and my thoughts. I'm obsessed with you."
"Do whatever you want to me, Tristan."
"If I start fucking you right now I don't know if I'll ever be able to stop."
He's starting to look a little unhinged, so I take matters into my own hands. I sit back up and look into his eyes. I take his hand away from his cock and grab the silky heated rod with my tiny hands. So sue me, I've been reading some older romance novels, and they used that expression to mention the delicious dick.
I pull him towards me so that his cock is touching my slit. I rub the head of his cock over my clit and I gasp in pleasure. I use his cock to tease my slit. Up and down I go over and over again. I hover over my entrance every now and again and my hips respond accordingly.
My body wants his cock inside me and all I can do is keep teasing him until he can't take it anymore.
"Your cock feels amazing against me. Don't you want to slide it inside me?"
"You're such a tease, Emma."
"Well if you're not…"
I make a movement to get down and suck on his dick, but he stops me. He brings my face up to his and kisses me. Somehow he ends up again on top of me, his weight a comfort to me. He's holding himself up by his forearms, and I'm reminded of how much I love watching him like this. When he's about to take me and make me his.
"Tonight we're going to christen this bed together. The first time after we agreed to move in together. I want to remember every moment of this night, my queen."
His cockhead is at my entrance and I try to keep myself from pushing up to force him to enter me. A little anticipation is always a good thing. Unfortunately, I can't stop my body and I push up slightly.
"Always in a hurry. My beautiful queen."
"Take me, Tristan. I need you inside me right this minute."
"Are you giving me attitude?"
"Tristan…"
"So bossy."
That's when he kisses my lips gently and then thrusts inside me. He fills me up completely and I feel totally full. Then I realize that he's not totally in and I force myself to relax. Slowly, I'm stretched to the limit and loving it. I always forget what it's like to be possessed by this amazing man that I love.
And yes, I love him, I just haven't said the words yet. I think he feels the same. When he starts moving inside me, I grab onto his body to help keep me anchored. I can't stop looking at his face. How intense he is right now, and the thrusting is the same way.
My moans fill the bedroom and I might be tearing his back with my nails. The pleasure he's bringing me by making me his is mind-blowing, so I grab his ass and try to get him to go even deeper inside me. That's when he lifts my hips a little and goes in even deeper.
His cock is so deep inside me it's rubbing my G spot in that special way that only he can do. My first orgasm of the night makes its appearance as I explode in a million little pieces.
"Yes, Tristan! Yes!"
"Oh, God. I'm not done with you just yet."
I'm shaking on the bed and he brings my legs to rest around his waist. His breath is heavy against my neck and he's putting more weight on me. I don't mind. I actually love feeling a little out of breath because of him. After a few more thrusts he falls to the side and leaves me empty.
"I still need you, Tristan."
"I know. I just. I love you, Emma."
"I love you too, you silly man."
