It’s all potential, just like we are – our future ready to be carved into an infinite forever.
Hell, my woman has got me feeling emotional. I know how important this is.
She smiles, tilting her head at me. “I feel like you’re not listening to me.”
I grin. “Sorry. I was thinking about how amazing our future is going to be.”
She moves closer, brushing her lips along mine. “That sounds like a line.”
“It’s the truth. I promise.”
“Well… I said I was laughing because I’ve never felt so light before. You make me feel like a freaking cheerleader or something.”
“A cheerleader?” I shift back, grinding my hand up her thigh, squeezing onto her delectable flesh as I get closer and closer to her hole. “You’re sexier than any cheerleader.”
“I used to watch them in high school,” she murmurs. “The way their boyfriends would carry them, as though they weighed nothing. And I knew it would never be… never be for me… Oh, God.”
“Never be for you?” I chuckle. “We’ll see about that.”
She squeals in delight when I grab her under the arms and haul her over my shoulder. I stalk through the cabin, not letting myself think about the show or the shareholders or my employees or my responsibilities.
Well, maybe that last one isn’t true.
I let myself think about responsibilities… responsibilities to my woman, to our future children, to the life we’re going to build.
I kick open the door to the master bedroom and carry her over to the plush blanket covered bed. Her laughter is intoxicating as I drop her onto the mattress. She bounces up and down, her curvy body moving alluringly, her breasts jiggling, every part of her making me salivate.
Collapsing to my knees, I reach up and roughly grab at the waistband of her jeans. My hands are shaking. My chest feels like it’s trembling, vibrating in the moments before an explosion, like any second my heart is going to explode out of my chest. I can hardly take it, the endless thump-thump-thump-thump.
My cock jerks and bucks like a rioting bull as I reveal inch upon inch of her perfect skin. Her thighs are round and thick and gorgeous, her flesh flushed red as though in lust.
But as I pull down her pants – her panties tangled up in my grip – her pussy is what truly captivates me.
I stare, feeling hypnotized as I greedily devour the sight of her glistening hole. She’s already so wet for me. Her lips are thick and tasty-looking, her clit engorged, every part of her swollen and eager for my attention.
Pulling her pants down her knees, her shins, and finally her feet, I remove them completely and toss them to the floor.
And then I’m on her like an animal.
My mouth is watering and my head throbs and deep inside a beast howls, howls for her, howls for us.
Grabbing onto her legs, I guide her to the end of the bed. Her flesh is warm against my palm. I love how much of her there is to grab onto. I sink my hands in, squeezing tightly, groaning as I part her legs and bring my mouth to her slit.
Part of me wants to take it slow, to kiss my way toward her pussy, to tease her before I taste her.
But there’s no way I can stop myself.
I selfishly push my face against her pussy, inhaling her tangy scent. It’s a scent that tells me how perfect we are for each other, as it ignites a gushing fire of need inside of me, my seed swelling urgently.
I open my mouth and devour her.
Pressing my top lip against her clit and my bottom against her hole, I dart my tongue up and down her lips, tasting as much of her as I possibly can, spreading her wetness all over her eager sex. There’s no way I can stop once I’ve started, growling and groaning as I slide my hands to her hips.
Her moaning hitches as I yank her forward, wanting her to be even closer, to melt against her. She cries out when I drive the tip of my tongue against her clit, applying more pressure. She croaks and bucks and starts to grind her hips in motion with my tongue strokes.
“That’s it,” I snarl, looking up to find her gazing wide-eyed down at me, as though she can’t believe what’s happening.
I love that shy virgin look in her eyes, everything new, everything fresh, ready to begin her adventure with me and me alone.
“Keep bucking your hips like that. Show me how much you want it. Understand?”
“Yes,” she whimpers. “I will. Oh, heck, Kayden. It feels so good…”
I smirk. “Hint taken.”
She lets out a loud moan when I target her clit again. And starts to pant when I slip my middle finger inside of her, driving right up to my knuckle, pushing and pushing until I’m buried all the way in her slick hole.