My woman looks better than I dreamed, standing in front of me in her underwear. There’s no way I can’t touch her within the next three seconds. Closing the gap between us, I reach for her and pull her against me.
Being hyper-aware of all the spots my body touches in hers, I devour her. Our mouths are connected as we get lost in the moment. I swallow the small moans as I keep enjoying the taste of her. Kissing her has always been more than just an act. It’s everything I need to stay alive.
I help her get rid of her bra and underwear as I lead her closer to the bed. Pushing her gently against the bed, she lays down, showing me her entire body. I want to touch, lick, caress, and enjoy every inch.
I kiss the bend of her waist and caress her delicious curves more. Yanking her close, I feel every soft and feminine inch of her body against me. She arches off the bed while her nipples beg for my touch. They brush against my hard chest.
Having my cock as hard as a rock isn’t helping the matter. I need to get us both to the release sooner than later. I push her back against the bed and show her who’s in control. Slowly moving down past her waist, I look up at her. Seeing the want in her eyes is my undoing. Just like it has been many times before. Not being able to wait any longer, I settle between her thighs. It is one of my favorite places in this world.
“You’re so delicious, better than anything I have ever had,” I say between licking and sucking on her.
Her taste makes me go wild like a caveman. I push two fingers in her heat. Watching my fingers slide in and out of her while being coated with her arousal makes me want to take her right there. But not yet. It’s time to show her how much I can give her.
She moves her hands over my hair and slightly arches her back. The movement brings her closer to my mouth. My cock feels like a throbbing pole.
Playing with her clit, I look for signs that she is about to lose it. Her breathing gets heavier, she can’t stay still, and her fingernails dig into my scalp. I welcome the feeling that is edging pain as it only heightens my pleasure.
“Just like that, gorgeous. Show me that you own my mouth. Show me how much pleasure I can bring you. Show how much you want this.”
Her moans get louder and louder as I continue dirty talking. I tell her in detail how I will take her after she comes on my tongue.
How I waited for this moment for years.
How I want her to ride my face instead of laying down on her back next time.
That’s the last thing I say before I feel her release against my tongue and fingers.
My need to feel her sweet heat against me is more vital than my need to breathe. There’s nothing quite like it. She fucking owns me. Moving from between her thighs up her body, I admire her swollen lips and beautiful angelic face.
She deeply kisses me, tasting herself while her nails dig into my back. Just like before, I welcome the pain. She groans against my mouth, and I suck her lower lip before claiming her entire mouth while grinding against her. She rewards me with a whimper.
I push myself in her warmth. I take my time, not wanting to hurt her. She is delicate even though she doesn’t always show that to the world.
When I feel that I’m as far as I can go, I pull back and do it again as Rose’s breathing hitches. Damn, she’s tight. My eyes roll back into my head as I experience extreme pleasure. Moaning, I try to keep my moves even as I take her again and again. She doesn’t realize that she’s the one who is doing the taking.
I pull out and slide back inside, feeling her walls tense. She’s close to pure bliss. Capturing her moans with my mouth, I move my hand between us. When I start rubbing her clit and keep moving inside, she’s about to lose it. As she gets closer to the edge, I stop and pull out of her.
She opens her mouth to protest, but she gets what I want after I shift onto my back. She shifts on top of me, I stare at her in awe. As she rides me like a cowgirl in one of her Western romances, I can’t stop thinking how obsessed I am with her. It’s scary how much I love her.
Her heavy breasts bounce, and I can’t stop looking at them. Her moans get louder as I suck on her rosy nipple. I’m not missing the opportunity to give the same treatment to the other nipple, so I move my tongue around the sensitive area.
I whisper in a rough sex-hazed voice. “Rose, my love, there’s nothing better than feeling you all around me while I know I’m the only man who brings you pleasure like this. Let go for me. Let go of yourself. Just let go. Ride me.”
When Rose lets go of all the limitations, it’s something unique that should be in the future history books. Taking what she wants, she gets closer and closer. Finally, her walls start squeezing me hard, and it is hard to keep myself from coming. I want her to finish before I allow myself the same.
Just after her body stops trembling over me, my body tenses, ready for its release. As I come inside her, without any barrier between us, I have an urgent need to tell her that I’m hers. And that’s precisely what I do as I fill her.
“I’m yours.” I whisper, my heart racing and eyes bright.
“And I’m yours.” She responds without a moment of hesitation, tears filling her eyes.
Taking her in my arms, I don’t want to let go of the moment.
I want to live in it forever.
Just us two in this bed.
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