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“Too early,” she muttered sleepily, scrunching her nose up adorably as she reached for the sheets I’d pulled down around our entwined legs. I slapped her hand away playfully.

“I’m looking,” I grumbled in her ear before flicking my tongue over the sensitive spot behind that made her moan.

“I’m sleeping.”

I cupped her breast, twisting her nipple until it hardened from the attention. “No, you’re not. Sleeping people don’t talk.”

She rolled on her side, pushing her arse back in my direction as she buried her face in the pillows with a playful humf of disagreement.

I let my fingers dance along her side, coming to rest on her hip. We’d been awake half the night fucking, but my cock ached for more. I couldn’t get enough of this woman. Her telling me she loved me had unleashed something feral inside me, and I’dmade her repeat it about a million times while I drove into her. Each time she said it seemed to bring us closer, heightening our connection and my feelings for her. I knew there was nothing I wouldn’t do for this woman. Nothing.

“I love you,” she whispered as if she knew what I was thinking.

I shuffled my body against hers, so her back was to my chest. I needed to be inside her; fuck, if I could crawl under her skin and live there forever, I would.

“Lift your knees to your chest, sleepyhead,” I instructed as I continued to touch her, needing to feel her skin like I was reminding myself she was really here, really mine.

She did as I asked, and I dragged my weeping cock through her folds. “Fuck, I love how swollen you are. Your pussy wrecked, still dripping my cum like a badge of honour.” Her moan was long and low and went straight to my balls.

“You like that, my little menace? You like that your pussy belongs to me? That I can do anything I want to you, whenever I want, and you’ll just take it because you’re my beautiful whore?”

She reached back, digging her nails into the flesh of my arse, pulling me tighter against her. I loved how needy she got, how me degrading her and talking dirty made her beg for more. It was addictive.

I pushed the head of my cock to her entrance, the wet heat begging me to slide inside, but I didn’t; instead, teasing her until she was begging, whispering my name like a prayer, and I loved that I was the man who got to give her everything she’d ever need.

When I couldn’t take any more, my balls screaming at me to stop edging myself as much as I was her, I pushed up inside her in one smooth thrust. It was so deep that my eyes rolled back in my head as Hana cried out, grabbing her knees and pulling themtight to her chest, holding herself in this balled up position that felt like heaven.

“When we live together, I want my cum permanently dripping from you. I don’t want you wearing underwear so I can slide inside you whenever I want. I want to breed you until your body is swollen with our baby. I want a future with you, Hana.”

She replied by coming loudly while she thrust back against me, meeting the rhythm of my hips perfectly. Like we were in sync. Like we were made for each other.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she said eventually, twisting to offer me an awkward, messy kiss that overflowed with emotion. When we broke apart, I rolled her onto her front, pinning her to the mattress and lifting my weight onto my hands so she was trapped beneath my hips, her legs closed between my spread ones.

My first thrust was brutal, punching forwards and making her whimper. She was so tight like this, so wet, the sounds were obscene, but she took it, begging me not to stop. I ground against her, knowing I’d be pushing her clit against the mattress as my own orgasm coiled like a snake ready to attack.

I grabbed her wrists above her head, securing them in one hand while I fucked her harder, her body pliant and sweaty beneath me.

“Tell me,” I grunted, my chest heaving, my heart hammering like it might give up at any moment. And what a way to die!

“I love you,” she replied without pause. “I love you.” Her walls tightened, spasming around my sensitive shaft, forcing my orgasm from me without my permission. I wanted to do this all day. I didn’t want to stop, but it burst from me, blurring the edges of my vision.

“Fuck,” I cried as Hana came loudly too, screaming into the mattress as I continued to buck my hips, extending the waves of our pleasure until it bordered on painful.

Breathlessly and exhausted, I collapsed onto the bed, my softening cock slipping from Hana, allowing our combined cum to leak out. Without thinking, I pushed two fingers inside her, and she whimpered.

“Roman, that’s gross.” Hana turned to look at me; too exhausted to lift her head for long, she let it fall back to the bed as she stared up at me. I pumped my fingers in and out slowly, loving how it leaked around them.

“I can’t stop thinking about me being able to fuck you whenever I want and having my cum dripping down your thighs.”

She let out a breathy sigh that told me she was enjoying this as much as I was.

“I didn’t agree to that,” she whispered.

I couldn’t hide my smile. “But you will.” It wasn’t a question. I knew Hana well enough to know that the idea of being mine to use whenever and wherever I wanted would turn her on.

I eased my fingers out, and she let out another whimper that would have had my cock hardening if it wasn’t completely spent. I brought them to her lips, smearing our cum across them. She giggled, the sound melting my heart, and making me pledge to do everything in my power to drag more of those from her. She didn’t laugh enough. I wanted to make her happy.

I leaned towards her, cupping her cheek and slamming our lips together, letting our mouths move as we tasted each other like some secret pledge that we were together in every way; now and forever.