Her hair tousled on the bed. Her hands gripping my biceps. Her legs spread wide for me. Her pussy is heaven. Better than I dared to hope for or dream about. I never want to pull out of it.
I rock into her slowly, my cock moving out until only the head remains inside. And then I push it back in, moving through her slickness, until I’m balls deep again. I do it over and over.
Her moans. My groans. The wet sounds of friction that our bodies make together. It makes me want to move faster, fuck her until she can’t remember her own name, but I remain steady. I want this to go on for as long as possible.
She reaches up and touches the scratch on my face. The wound her nails made when she fought me like a fucking tigress. “I’m sorry I did that to you.”
The sweetest, sexiest, most desirable woman is lying beneath me. And when I look at her eyes, it all makes sense. The pull I felt when I saw her for the first time. The need to claim her. My willingness to do whatever it takes to have her.
She is mine. She just doesn’t know it yet.
I push her legs farther apart because I want to be as deep as possible. I want every inch of my cock inside her. “Fuck, your pussy is amazing. You’re so damn tight.”
“It’s been a long time.”
Her confession is the fucking cherry on top of my pussy sundae.
I move in and out of her, my girth stretching her narrow channel. Just when I think that my cock has never experienced so much pressure, she tilts her hips upward, angling her channel just right to increase the depth of penetration. I swear that I’ve never fucked a pussy that felt this good.
“I’m going to fill your pussy with my cum. So much that it can’t hold all of it.”
“I want it all,” she whispers.
Fuck. Her words shouldn’t touch the core of my being. But they do.
My forearms are pressing into the mattress on each side of her head, holding my weight while I hover over her. I press my forehead to hers and we breathe together, both of us grunting every time I thrust hard inside her. I try to ignore the erotic sound because it only manages to encourage my orgasm.
I fist the top of her hair and pull so that her head tilts to the side, exposing her neck to me. I kiss that place beneath her ear and move down until my mouth is able to nip the fleshy part where her neck and shoulder meets. I make certain that she’ll wear a love bite tomorrow. My mark. I want her to look in the mirror and be reminded of what we did when she sees it.
I want this first time to be incredible for Emma Lia. I want her to have a mind-blowing orgasm that will show her why this shouldn’t be a one-time thing.
“I’m going to make you come again. Even harder this time.”
I push my hand between our bodies and find her clit, my fingertips moving in a circular motion over the taut nub. Her eyes close and her mouth opens, quick breaths moving in and out of her lungs. And I nearly lose my mind when it feels like she grows wetter.
“Feel good?”
“God yes.”
One of her hands grips my bicep, the one holding all of my weight off of her, and the other cups the back of my neck.
This is the point where I usually pound my cock into a pussy so I can come hard, but that’s not what I do. My pleasure can come later. This time is about Emma Lia’s pleasure.
Her eyes open, and they stare at mine when her pussy begins to tighten around my cock.
“I’m coming.”
Wide eyes. Dilated pupils. A partly opened mouth. Fuck, she’s gorgeous when she’s getting off.
“I know, baby. I feel it.”
“Oh God.”
The Dominant inside me wants to demand that she call me Master so badly. But I don’t. That will come later after she accepts her place in my life.
I thought slowing my thrust would help to postpone my orgasm, but her pussy clenching my dick is my undoing. I can’t fight any longer.
“I’m gonna come inside you.”
