“F-fuck,” she whimpers.
“Fuck,” I echo, agreeing with her simple sentiment. I have to stretch my knees further back into the bed to get low enough to rock into her without a pillow propping her up, but there’s no way I’m stopping now.
“I love fucking you, Anya.”
Thrust.
“You feel so good, and you look even better.”
Thrust, thrust.
“I could stare at you for hours.”
Thrust, thrust, thrust.
“Yesss,” she moans, hip bucking to meet mine.
She’s fallen back off her elbows now, but she watched me slide in like I asked. And seeing her eyes flare open when I plunged into her creamy pink pussy was all that I needed.
“Hold on, baby,” I warn. Leaning down, I press our chests together and hover above her lips before picking up speed.
Anya’s legs lift up and wrap around my back. The action makes her legs spread wider and allows me to sink into her pussy more easily. She gasps as I hit a new depth, tapping against her cervix, I imagine. I back off just a bit, not willing to hurt her for an extra millimeter or two of pleasure.
“Oh my goddddd,” she babbles, her moans becoming less and less controlled. Her tits bounce between us, brushing against my chest as they sway from how hard we rock together. “Yes, yes, Matteo—YES!”
“Listen to you,” I grind out, holding back from coming too soon. My stamina is impossible to rely on when it comes to this girl. “Moaning so loud for me, showing me how good you feel. My beautiful Anya. Mynevesta.”
The Russian word for fiancée seems to set her alight.
“Mmmmmohmygodddd,” she slurs.
She doesn’t even need me to touch her clit to explode like a rocket.
“Fuck yeah, baby. Come for me. You’re squeezing me so fucking hard. Like you’re trying to trap me inside of this hot little pussy of yours and never let me leave.” I suck one of her peaked nipples between my lips, swirling my tongue around it until her eyes roll back.
My fingers reach down between us to caress her clit, hoping to give her the most out of her climax.
“F-fill me,” she stammers and I can’t believe my eyes, but I’m almost positive she’s about to begin a second orgasm before her first finishes.
Determined to make sure that happens, I lock the fuck in.
A deep groan rumbles out of me and I start to buck my hips harder and deeper, skillfully putting more pressure on her sensitive little clit. Within a matter of seconds, stars seem to dance behind her eyes in an invisible burst. Pleasure that can’t be contained makes her squirm and whimper loudly. Her whole body flushes pink with heat, and I know her peak is imminent.
“Oh, oh, oh,” she whines, the words slipping out of her in a slurred rush.
Her core clenches hard and the inside of her walls tighten up around my length. Suddenly, I know that pressure that’s been building up steadily for Anya has completely burst. Her hot little pussy squeezes and pulses tight, almost hugging my throbbing cock, pulling me back every time I thrust out.
“Yes, baby,” I moan as I relish the sensation. My voice barely comes out above a rasp as my balls start to become heavy. “Just like that,meraviglia.”
She babbles and I think she’s telling me that she loves me, but it’s almost completely inaudible as she trembles and moans through the words. Her eyes threaten to roll as she slams them closed, and I see her toes curl up into the blankets beneath us from the corner of my eye. She seems to glow like never before, lighting up from the inside out as the orgasm rushes through her.
My hips slam forward in a harsh snap before warmth floods from me into Anya. My balls pull in, and I know she can feel the moment my dick swells up and promptly spills hot cum inside her. She whimpers as she takes it, a tired smile playing on herlips. She’s even fuller than before now, and I swear it’s like I can feel my throat going tight while the rest of me relaxes. There’s something so primal about burying my cum into my fiancée.
It makes me feel connected to her in a way that might be considered perverted or insane, but I don’t think I care. She doesn’t seem to mind, and I’m almost certain I’m becoming obsessed with it. I’m trying so hard not to push my cum out of her while I rock us through the remaining sparks of euphoria.
Anya, for her part, looks like she’s having an out of body experience, her chest rising and falling as she catches her breath. When the pleasure shared between us has seemingly subsided, I stop working her through it, almost collapsing on top of her. I lean down to kiss her, caressing her lips with loving passion and she mewls against my mouth.
“I love you,” she breathes once our lips part.
