I hook my fingers in her pretty black lace panties, tearing them off down her legs in one smooth gesture. I unfasten my belt and push my pants and boxers down just enough to release my solid cock. She's wet, so wet, and the first touch of my fingers against her has her whimpering. This time, I catch my name loud and clear as she breathes it huskily right into my ear as she bites on my lobe.
With one hand under her knee, I lift her leg and position my manhood close to her pussy ready for penetration. Holding my base with one hand, I rub it along her slit, separating her folds, then position it against her entrance and insert the tip. Making sure we are ready, I tease just the tip in and out a couple of times. "Are you okay with this?" I feel her hot breath in my ear.
"Fuck me, Elias ... blow my mind," and she whispers, "fuck me like I know it's not fake."
Then I finally push my throbbing cock into her, slow and careful despite our desperation.
I lift her and lay her down on the bed.
Mindful of fulfilling her demands, I build the tempo. I'm soon pounding into her pussy relentlessly. She's tight and hot and perfect, her body tenses around mine as she adjusts to the intrusion. But as I feel her walls constrict around my thrusts and her moans, rise and fall, I subtly vary the pace, depth, and angle of each thrust. I watch her beautiful face mold and distort as the sensations contort through her body. I work hard. I feel sweat build on my forehead. She bites on her lips and then on a finger.
"Okay?" I ask, voice strained with the effort of holding still.
"More than okay. Don't you dare stop."
I withdraw almost completely before thrusting back in, setting a rhythm that has her moaning with each movement. Her legs tighten around my waist, heels digging into my lower back, urging me deeper and harder.
"You feel so good," I groan, burying my face in her neck. "So perfect. So tight. I've wanted this for so long, Elise."
Her response is incoherent. I shift slightly, change the angle of my thrusts again, and her whole body jolts.
"There, Elias. That's it ..."
She's magnificent, head thrown back, eyes half-closed, lipstick smeared across her cheek. I can't look away, mesmerized by every reaction, every sound she makes.
"I love you." The words are ripped from somewhere deep inside me. "I love you, Elise."
She freezes, says nothing.
Oh no! For a terrible second, I think I've ruined everything.
"Say that again."
"I love you, Elise." I slow my movements, making each thrust deep, more intense. Meaning every thrust. "I have loved you for years."
Her body clenches around me, her back arches as she comes hard. The sight of her, the feel of her pulsing around me. My restraint breaks. I bury myself deep, release tearing through me with an intensity I've never experienced before, hot ropes of come coating her walls.
We stay locked together, both trembling, my forehead pressed against hers as we try to catch our breath. I'm still inside her, neither of us wanting to break this connection.
"Did you mean it?"
"Every word." I brush my lips against hers. "Every single word."
After a moment, I carefully withdraw, both of us wince slightly at the sensation. Feeling the sudden loss of connectedness. I take my time now, removing the rest of her clothes. I kiss each new inch of skin as it's revealed. I scatter some rose petals aside, rearranging them to outline her body as she lies on the bed.
I worship her body with hands and mouth, tracing the curve of her waist, the swell of her breasts, the softness of her inner thighs. "I've dreamed about this so many times, but this right here doesn't compare to any of my fantasies."
Elise is not passive; her hands explore my body with equal curiosity and desire. Her touch is both tentative and bold,mapping the contours of my chest, the ridges of my abdomen, the sensitive skin of my hipbones. When her hand wraps around my cock, I groan, already hardening again.
"I love you too," she says suddenly, the words making everything in me go still.
I look up from where I've been kissing the inside of her wrist.
A smile curves her lips. "I love you, Elias."
I roll over and slide her closer to me. Our gazes lock, and I wedge my cock against her glistening pussy again and push inside, slower this time.
With my mouth hovering above hers, I move my hips, burying myself to the hilt and gritting my teeth at how good she feels. But Elise cannot be outdone. Even from under me, she lifts her hips to meet mine thrust for thrust, and it's fucking glorious. I lift her leg over my shoulder, allowing me to go even deeper, as I use the other hand to reach between us and tease her clit.
