“Please, Tucker,” she begged, “Please let me come!”
Her pleas went straight to my dick, making it throb in time with the pulse in her pussy. I sped up my ministrations and pushed her over the edge until she tumbled into a shattering orgasm and screamed my name.
I licked her one last time, then wiped my face on her thigh before getting to my feet. My eyes devoured her as I stripped off the rest of my clothes. Then I lifted her and gently moved her to the center of the bed. Precome dripped from the tip of my angry cock onto her stomach as I placed my knees on both sides of her thighs. Her breathing was beginning to even out, but her tits were still straining against the lacy bra with her every breath. I made a mental note to send a million dollars to the person who invented the bra with the front closure.
With one twist of my fingers, the clasp gave way, and her breasts spilled out. The big mounds were milky white with rosy tips. “You are so fucking beautiful, baby,” I breathed. As I gazed down at them, I could imagine what they’d look like when they were even more swollen and dripping with milk. “You have the perfect tits for feeding our babies. I can’t wait to see them heavy and full.” I swallowed hard. “It makes me thirsty.” I swooped down to wrap my lips around one nipple and groaned when Eva gasped and arched her back, shoving more of her breast into my mouth. My hands were splayed on her rib cage, and they drifted up to frame her tits, holding them up as I laved attention on each one in turn. Eva moaned and writhed, her fingers clutching my hair as though she was afraid I would stop. Not fucking happening.
When I had my fill, I trailed kisses down to her stomach and placed a soft lingering one there. Then I moved over her and took her lips, drinking deeply as I spread her legs and settled between them. My cock slid between her slick folds, and I groaned as the heat of her pussy bathed my tip.
A thought split through the haze of lust filling my brain, and I jerked my head back. “You’re not on anything, are you?” I growled with eyes narrowed on her face.
Her eyes widened, and she shook her head. “Shit! Do you have a condom?” Her hands pushed against my chest, but I was immovable.
“No, baby. And I’m not using one with you,” I stated, my tone brooking no argument. I pushed in an inch, and her eyes closed as she moaned. “I’m popping your sweet little cherry bare.”
“You—you have to pull out—” She broke off and gasped when I pulled her legs around my waist and pushed in until I bumped into her thin barrier.
I dreaded the next part, but I was determined to get everything I’d ever wanted, and that meant breaching Eva’s maidenhead. I touched my forehead to hers and whispered, “I’m so sorry I have to hurt you, baby.” My hands wrapped around her fleshy hips, and I crushed my mouth on hers as I surged forward until I was balls deep in her virgin pussy. “Fuck!” I roared, completely shaken by the ecstasy that washed over my body.
I just barely managed to keep from coming as I locked myself in place. Tears leaked from the edges of her eyes, and I kissed each one as I waited for her to stretch and accommodate my long, thick cock.
After a couple of minutes, I felt her begin to relax, and I exhaled the breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding. I brushed a soft kiss over her lips as I tested her by circling my hips. She moaned into my mouth, and her legs tightened around me.
This time, I pulled almost all of the way out before slamming back in. Eva threw her head back and screamed as her walls clamped down on me like a vise. “Shit,” I grunted. “You feel so damn good, baby. I knew it would be like this between us. And knowing this pussy will only ever know the feel my cock is making it really fucking hard not to lose control.”
I started a steady rhythm, fighting the tight grip her pussy had on my cock. “Tucker,” she cried out, her head thrashing from side to side.
“I fucking love hearing my name from your lips.” Tingling sparked at the base of my spine, and my balls felt heavy and full. I wasn’t going to last much longer; I was already spilling small amounts of come with every thrust. But I wouldn’t let go until she was in the throes of an orgasm so that her womb was ripe and open.