That’s all he says.
Not a sentence.Not a plea.Just a promise I feel in my cunt and my chest and my goddamn soul.
Forever.
And then he fucks me like he means it.
One deep, punishing thrust—his cock driving into me hard and deep, his hand still working my clit—and I come violently.
My body locks.Arches.Shatters.
I scream, sobbing his name as I clench around him, everything inside me spiraling into heat and release and love so big it doesn’t fit inside my skin.My orgasm rips through me, wet and shaking, and I feel it—that perfect flutter and squeeze as I soak him all over again.
He groans my name and grabs my hips like he’s going to stay there.Like he can pour himself into me and live inside that moment forever.
Then he’s coming too—deep and hard, his cock pulsing as he fills me with everything he has.
No holding back.
Just Monty.
All of him.
He doesn’t move right away.
He stays buried in me, breath hot against my neck, cock still twitching from the last pulse of his release.
The air is thick with us—sex, sweat, something sacred.
My legs tremble around his hips.
And then, just as I start to come back to myself, he whispers—low, reverent, wrecked, “You feel me, baby?”
I nod, too spent to speak.My hands grip his back.My walls still fluttering around his cock, full and aching in the best possible way.
“You’re holding me so tight,” he breathes.“So fucking perfect.I can feel it.My cum—inside you.Exactly where it belongs.”
I moan, quiet and broken.
“I love knowing it’s staying in,” he adds, his voice a rasp now.“That you’ll walk around with me dripping out of you.That your body’s keeping it—keeping me.”He presses his forehead to mine, his next breath softer.“You took me so well.”
I nod again, eyes glassy, breath still uneven.
And then—he shifts.
Slow.Gentle.
His hands stroke down my arms.One finds my cheek.The other cradles my thigh, still hooked around his hip.
“You okay?”he asks, voice different now—quieter.Sweeter.Like we’re the only two people left in the world, and he’s holding me like a secret.
I nod.
And finally, I whisper, “Yeah.I really, really am.”
He stays inside me for another breath.
And then one more.
