“You feel so incredible, Ethan.”
Her words seem to trigger something in me, the beast buried deep coming to life as the need to establish ourselves forever rattles through me. “I fucking need you so much it scares me,” I confess at her ear, my thrusts slowly gain speed as I work in and out of her. I hold her body tightly to mine as I slow my thrusts, connecting with her deeper, more intimate than I had in the minutes before. “The only thing that scares me more than needing you is losing you.”
Her eyes turn, emotion catching mine as she nods her chin. “The things you make me feel are so big...”
“That’s not the only thing that’s big…” I grin, sliding one palm down the center of her neck, between her heavy breasts, and then sliding my dick inside of her hot, soaked pussy again.
My hips rock, delving deeper into her as she trembles and clenches beneath me, taut like a violin string, before her control gives way to waves of pleasure. I feel her release radiating around my cock, my own climax tearing through me as I empty all that I have inside of her.
I draw her near, pulling out of her leisurely and enjoying the slow drag of my cock against her warmth.
“My caveman,” she whispers in a low voice. Her eyes gaze up at me from beneath long lashes.
That look, it sets my heart racing. With a gentle touch, I trace my finger along her collarbone, down her shoulder, and then turn her slowly away from me. Her long hair cascades over one shoulder as she tilts her head back and exposes her neck to me. Leaning in, I brush my lips along the curve of her body, savoring every inch of her skin.
“You are so beautiful,” I whisper, my lips grazing the skin beneath her ear as I inhale her soft scent. “I can smell your arousal; it drives me wild.”
She moans and arches her back, pulling my hair from behind as she gives in to the pleasure. I slowly turn her to face me. Her tits are full, her nipples hard, and she’s teasing me with that sweet little grin.
I brush my nose against her temple. My mission is to make her so happy she’ll never consider leaving. I need to put a ring on her finger and give her my last name as quickly as possible.
I use my fingers to explore every inch of her soft, creamy flesh. She moans as I take in the sight before me—her beautiful body nestled against me, curvy and soft and all mine.
My hands run up her torso, plucking at her nipples before wrapping them around her neck and capturing her lips in a hot kiss.
“I want to see this face every day,” I tell her as she finally opens her eyes, a look of pure bliss on her face. “I love the lookon your face right now—like I’ve given you so much pleasure that you’ve lost yourself.”
“Ohhh,” she groans as she bites her lip, realizing that my cock is still hard and eager to please her again. I trace my tongue along the seam of her raspberry lips and they part for me. I kiss her hungrily, tasting her on my tongue. She wraps her arms around my neck, tangles her fingers in my hair, pulling me closer to her body. I feel completely connected to her.
But she’s not just anyone.
She’s mine.
My girl, forever.
And despite any challenges we may face, she’s given me that certainty. My mind is at peace.
The primal part of me sighs with relief. I know that I’m the only one who can make her unravel like this. She’s mine and I need to make sure she’s not going anywhere.
“I want you inside me again, please,” she whispers, locking her legs around my waist. I tease her wet folds, tracing up the seam of her lips with my dick and grinding against her clit. She gasps and then lets out a low moan.
“Fuck, you drive me insane. Every moan, every look. I can’t get enough of you,” I say before pushing myself deep into her again. Her body takes me in, yearning for the connection we’ve only ever shared together.
“Jesus, you’re so wet,” I mutter against her lips.
“Tell me more,” she murmurs eagerly.
“Talking is overrated,” I murmur, guiding her silken fingers down the length of my chest, then over the ridge of my hip, where they curl possessively around me. Every brush of her palm sends electric tremors through my veins. I ache to lose myself inside her again, but I force myself to pause, to honor the words dancing on my tongue. With a swift move, I scoop Maddie into my arms and shift her atop me at just the right angle—my cock pressed firmly against her heat. The friction eases the thunder pounding between my legs.
Her lashes flutter shut, and she turns her gaze away. The sight gnaws at me. I tilt her chin, meeting her eyes with mine. “Look at me,” I command softly. “I want nothing more than to see you smile. I’d end a thousand men just to hear your laughter.”
She exhales, vulnerability flickering in her gaze. “You’re… intense, Ethan.”
I cut her off with a searing kiss, pressing her full lips against mine, feeling her tongue tease before she yields. Maddie trembles beneath me, her body arching into each deliberate thrust. She threads our fingers together above her head, her nails grazing my palms. I pause, pressing my forehead to hers.
“I’m a difficult man,” I confess in a breathless rasp. “But for you, I’ll move mountains.”
She parts her lips in a quiet plea. “Don’t hold back. I’m yours—completely. I belong to you.”
