Simone tastes even betterthan I fantasized about. Her sweetness is like a fresh strawberry plucked by the gods. I’m hooked for life. A slave shackled in irons completely loyal to her.
I wipe my mouth, heaving like an animal. The need I feel for her is completely out of control. I’m a savage starving for blood.
I want my woman. And I want her right goddamn now. Rising to my knees, I stare down at Simone. She’s limp on the mattress, her eyes are glassy, and her pussy is glistening with my saliva and her cum.
Nothing is hotter, not even the Sahara Desert.
“I need to be inside you.” I hook my hands under her knees and drag her down to me.
“I’m not stopping you. Make me come again.” It’s almost a desperate plea.
I was raised to be a gentleman, to be cordial and polite, and to conduct myself a certain way. I have always abided by those parameters, but being with Simone, in the raw, and only the two of us, I’m a completely different person. She brings out an animalistic side of me. A reckless abandonment reserved just for her.
I want to be rough. I want to fuck hard and come like a beast, but this is our first time being together, and it took a hell of a lot to get to this point. So, I’m going to use some finesse. I want her to feel my love as much as she feels my desire.
I hate that there is still so much insecurity in her gorgeous, brown eyes. Even after what we just shared, she still thinks her scars are bigger than her. I bet she’s just waiting for the other shoe to drop. For me to suddenly change my mind and leave her the way that asshole did. It won’t happen. I don’t see Simone’s scars. Yes, they’re severe and cover much of her upper body, but they don’t turn me off; if anything, they make me love her more. This woman is so much more than she thinks. She nearly gave her life for the noblest of causes. She’s a hero. She’smyhero. And a hero deserves to be loved with a level of devotion that couldn’t be broken by even a crate of dynamite. That’s how I want to love Simone. I just hope she lets me.
I lean forward, supporting myself on my forearms so I can get closer to her, so I can kiss her fulfillment and taste her pleasure as I sink inside her.
She spreads her legs wider, and I nearly lose my mind.
Need, want, desire, and restlessness all clash together as the head of my cock penetrates the slick, warm crease of her pussy.
It’s fucking nirvana.
I stroke her hairline with my thumbs, keeping my eyes plastered to hers. I slide in slowly, watching her face with every forward inch. Her eyelids flutter, her lips part, and her breathing picks up as I bury my cock all the way inside her body.
She’s so tight. So fucking tight, and wet, and warm.Euphoric.
“Look at me. Don’t close your eyes.” I circle my hips, the connection between us is as electrifying as a current.
Her cheeks turn pink as she succumbs to me. I’m pushing her boundaries, but what she doesn’t know is this is just the beginning. I am going to build her confidence up. I’m going to make her the woman she once was. And I’m going to love that woman for the rest of my life. This is my vow. My contract to her.
“Ty,” she whimpers, undulating beneath me. The muscles of her pussy tightening, causing my cock to throb.
“You like me inside you?” I push up and thrust in deep. She tenses severely.
“Yes.” Her response is clipped, the skin around her eyes creased and her lips wet.
“I love being inside you.” I continue to slide in and out, my pelvis stiff from the impending pressure of my orgasm. “Will you come for me again? Will you let go all over my cock?”
“Kiss me and I will.” She gasps, her muscles tightening.
I drop down and fuse my lips with hers. We kiss as hard as we make love. With an urgency to survive. I pump harder, faster, our tongues tangling and dueling as we both race to the edge. Simone wraps her legs around my waist, and the shift allows me deeper. My tailbone tingles as her pussy strangles me alive.
Her moans grow in leaps and bounds as she grinds her hips against me. It’s like she can’t get enough.
“Make me come,” she erupts between kisses. “Ty, make me come.”
I have no problem with that. We continue our descent into the black abyss. I thrust harder and faster, scraping my pelvis against her clit whenever I can amongst the erratic motions.
Then, I suddenly feel it. The rush of heat followed by a string of strangled sounds.
Her climax is a rushing river sweeping me away. The sensations forcing me to blow like a power grid. It’s an entire body blackout as I come inside her. Come hard and fast and brazenly. The same way I wanted to do the first night I met her.
When the room stops shaking, I collapse onto Simone. I’m spent. I’m destroyed and utterly owned. She owns me, plain as day. One thrilling sexual encounter and I’m completely addicted to her. I knew it was going to happen. I was becoming dependent the more and more time I spent with her. Achieving my greatest desire was just the final blow.
“Ty,” she hums, ravaged.
