"Yes," I breathe, voice cracking. "So much."
"You can't have anyone but me. Do you understand?"
I moan, "Yes… just you," as he bites my earlobe gently, his breath hot and ragged against my skin.
He feels so good inside me moving with circular strokes that make my walls flutter around him. Sweat mingles through our bodies, his chest sliding against my breasts with every thrust. "Don't stop," I gasp.
I want to feel like this forever. But he isn't mine to keep. He was never mine.
He pushes deeper and I moan louder, a broken cry of pleasure escaping me.
"You like that, don't you?"
I nod, eyes half-closed. "Mmm… so good."
He strokes my face and kisses me again. I lick his tongue hungrily, the taste of him making me clench harder around his cock. "No one gets to hear you say that except me."
I look up at him. "Only you."
I bite his lower lip. His tongue strokes into my mouth, tasting me as my orgasm builds. It crashes over me suddenly with pleasure rolling through my body and my pussy clenching tightly around his throbbing cock.
"Whose pussy is this?" he growls slamming into me again.
I moan loudly, the sound breaking apart as pleasure sparks through my core. "Yours… it's yours?—"
He groans, sweat rolls down his forehead, and down the line of his throat. "Say it louder, princess. Tell me who this tight pussy belongs to."
"You," I cry out, nails digging into his back as another wave of heat floods through me. "It's yours… only yours?—"
He leans down, biting my neck hard enough to make me whimper, then licks the sting away. "That's right. No one else gets to feel how wet you get, how perfectly you feel."
Every filthy word sends fresh sparks through my body. My walls flutter and clench around him.
God, I never want this to end. I want to feel him stretching me, filling me, owning me forever.
I wish I could rewrite every moment of my past and have only him there from the beginning. Only Luca. Only this heat, this hunger, this terrifying need.
He pants harshly against my ear, his hips snapping forward with deep thrusts that make my breasts bounce and my back arch off the bed. "Fuck, you feel so good… so fucking tight and wet."
I cry out helplessly, my legs wrapping tighter around his waist, pulling him deeper. "Don't stop… please don't stop… I need you so much?—"
He kisses me and I respond hungrily with my tongue and he moans. "Good girl. This mouth, this pussy, you're all mine. Say it."
"All yours," I gasp, voice cracking with pleasure at the orgasm starting to build in my belly. "I'm all yours… only yours…"
He kisses me again, our tongues sliding together, both of us sweating and panting into each other's mouths as he fucks me deeper, drawing it out. The sounds of his cock sliding in and out of my soaked pussy, mixing with our ragged breaths and broken moans.
"I wish I could keep you like this forever," he mutters against my lips, almost too quiet to hear, but I catch every word. "Buried inside you, making you scream my name until you forget anyone else exists."
Tears prick my eyes again, but this time they're from overwhelming pleasure and aching longing.
Please let this never end. Let me stay right here, full of him, wanted by him.
He feels my walls start to flutter again and thrusts a little harder, hitting that perfect spot inside me with every stroke. "Show me how much you need me," he whispers, sending me over the edge,
I cry out, the orgasm crashing over me, my entire body shaking and clenching around him as waves of blinding pleasure rip through me. He keeps moving through it, groaning sweat dripping from his body onto mine as he fucks me through every spasm.
He doesn't pull out, he stays buried deep, forehead pressed to mine, both of us trembling and gasping.
