Vow to Protect

This time, she meets me in the middle, easing her hips up as I slide along the seam of her pussy. It feels so good, and not just the sensation, but her reacting to me, enjoying herself, and participating.

“But you know what I can’t wait for most?”

She squeezes her eyes tight and shakes her head.

“I can’t wait to make love to you. Ease you open, slip inside you, and gently show you how sex can be when two people are on the same page. I want to kiss every inch I can reach, and while you're clinging to me, I’ll take my time with your body so that when we are done, you won’t ever think about anyone else.”

“I don’t want to think about anyone else.”

Her words hit me, making my hips surge up of their own volition. “Say it again,” I whisper against her wet lips. “Tell me again.”

“I don’t want anyone but you. No one makes me feel like this.”

I ease forward and back, increasing my tempo the tiniest bit. “Like what?”

“Safe. Cared for. Precious.”

I kiss her hard and draw her tongue into my mouth to suck on the tip. She breaks away with a gasp, staring up at me wide-eyed.

“You are precious to me, Angel. Please don’t doubt that.”

She nods, and I give her a little more sensation, nudging her clit with the head of my cock over and over. With how sensitive she is, I’m surprised she hasn’t come already. I’m on the edge of bursting, but not before she does.

“Let’s see what else I have in mind for you…I want to take you against the window of our bedroom with the curtains open. No one can see inside through the tempered glass. I’d rip anyone’s heart out who tried, but I want to imagine they can, and that they covet you. That they want you for themselves yet will never have you.”

She moans this time, again arching her hips up to meet my forward glide.

“You like that too, naughty girl. I can’t wait to see what else turns you on. I’m here as you explore what you like, and I can’t wait to witness it.”

She peers up at me, a softness in her eyes, as her fingers wind up my neck and into my hair. “What do you like?”

I blink, taken aback by her question. But I have to ignore the hollow hole in my chest because she’ll never fully be able to give it to me. “You don’t want to know.”

“Tell me. I wouldn’t have asked if not.”

I stare down at her and decide to tell her the truth. Lying won’t help anything, and she’ll learn eventually.

“Pain,” I say, matter-of-factly. “When I come, I like to feel pain.”

“But not give it?” Her question is barely a whisper.

I gently nuzzle her nose with my own. “Only if the other person wants it.”

A part of me wants to remind her, yet again, that I won’t hurt her, but I don’t. Not with her body so soft and wet underneath me.

I tip forward again, increasing the pace, letting the pressure build. She’s so expressive. I can tell she’s on the edge of orgasm, and I want to take her over with me.

I move faster, my words stuck in my throat now,because I just want to focus on making her feel good. She’s matching me stroke for stroke with her own hips, and I fucking love it.

“That’s it, Angel. Come for me. I want to feel you soak me.”

She moans, her fingers still tucked tight in the hair at the nape of my neck. Then she tightens her grip, pulling the strands hard enough to send a bolt of pain through me.

“Fuck,” I whisper, burying my head in the crook of her neck as I move my hips faster and harder against her. It’s not quite fucking, but it feels good enough to sate me. She yanks on my hair one more time, and I don’t last. Cum shoots out of me, making things even more wet and slippery.

She’s panting and writhing beneath me, and I’m focusing on riding out my orgasm while not sinking deep inside her when it would be so very easy right now. One little angle change and I could feel her heat clasp around me as she comes.

She slowly loosens the grip her body has made around mine. I didn’t even realize she’d wound her legs around my ass, and thighs along my hips. Her arms up so she could grip my hair and neck.

I give one long, lingering stroke, enjoying the way my cum makes us slide together so smoothly. “Are you okay, Angel?”

She nods, her eyes sleepy. “Fine. Thank you.”

I ease off her and head to the bathroom for a towel. Once we are both clean, I gather her into my arms and snuggle her close into my chest.