She whimpers, and clutches at my hips with her nails, and I love the burn of it.Love how needy she is.
Her gorgeous body is laid out for me like a feast, and I don’t know where to look first.Her tits bounce perfectly with every thrust of my hips, and I swear I could come from watching her alone.
I press in deeper, tilting her hips, giving her sweet sheath a moment to adjust.I know I’m a big guy, and she’s so petite and perfect.
Then, I hook an arm under her waist, holding her close as I lower myself, trying to touch every bit of her that I can.
Her muscles clench around me, and my eyes roll back for a split second.But I can’tnotlook at her.I don’t want to miss a single expression, not one iota of what she’s feeling when we’re like this.
God, the sounds she makes.They drive me wild.She tightens her legs around my waist, her heels dig into my ass, like she needs me to stay right where I am.
I’m crushing her now, but I can’t stop.Our bodies are pressed together it’s a miracle I can even move my hips—but I do.I can’t stop.
The pleasure is building, growing, and it’s—it’s bigger than I’ve ever felt.
“Tell me how it feels when I’m moving inside you, Sweetheart.”
“It-it feels so good, Sawyer.It feels like everything!”
“Yes.Fuck, I need you to come.Want to feel your tight little pussy quiver all around me.Can you do that?Can you be my good girl and come for me?”
We’re rocking together.Moving in perfect synchronicity.Bit’s nails scratch at my shoulders, and I lean my head back so I can watch her, so I can see her pupils dilate as her orgasm crests.She arches her back, and moans long and loud.
“Oh, God!Sawyer!”
I grind into her, rubbing the base of my cock against her clit, prolonging her pleasure, and fuck, she clenches all around me.
It’s so good.She is so good.
So sweet.So warm.So right.
I have no choice but to follow her straight over the edge and into that perfect oblivion only she can bring me.
When our bodies stop pulsing and I can finally breathe again I lift my head and cup her face and I know how I must look.Because I can see it, right there echoing in her expression as well.
Her eyes are full of every unspoken word between us.Things we both know to be true and real in this very moment.
Our love.Our purpose.Our home.
The whole world seems quiet except for our breathing, our heartbeats finding the same rhythm.
I lean down and kiss her lips.Then, I pull her close, her head tucked beneath my chin, and finally, the storm inside me goes still.
She fits there like she was carved for it.
“Don’t let go,” she murmurs against my skin.
“Never,” I promise, kissing her hair.“You’re home now, Bit.”
Outside, the night hums with crickets and the far-off rustle of the ranch.
Inside, it’s just us—two broken pieces finally fitting together, the rest of the world fading into silence.
And as she drifts to sleep against my chest, I know this isn’t the end of anything.
It’s the beginning of what I know will be a very long, very happy life together.
“I love you, Sawyer.”
