Valentine

“Plenty of time for that, my love.”

She widens her legs for me, and I continue to eat her cunt. She comes loudly, soaking my beard in the process. I squeeze the base of my dick to keep from coming. Enough of this, it’s finally time to make her mine.

4

Valentine

I take a shuddering breath trying to calm my racing heart from the most amazing orgasm I have ever had. Justin kisses my pussy one last time before climbing off the bed and taking off his tight boxer briefs. His cock springs free and it hits his belly button. Fuck! How is that thing going to fit inside me? He’s just barely able to fit two fingers in there. He stands there in all his glory. I bite my lip and sit up on my knees, crawling to the end of the bed right in front of him.

“What are you doing, my Valentine?” he breathes as I run my hands up and down his chest, over his abs.

“Loving you,” I whisper, running a finger over one of the many scars that cover his torso and chest before leaning forward replacing my finger with my lips.

“Fuck,” he groans, his head falling back. I kiss over another one. This one further up on the other side. His hands clench into fists and he takes a shuddering breath.

“One day, you’re going to tell me how you got all of these and I’m going to kiss every one of them while you do,” I say before licking over his nipple, biting down on it. Justin growls and grabs the back of my legs making me fall back onto the bed causing me to gasp. He prowls toward me nipping my hip, then my belly, up my ribs. His hand runs over my curves so lightly it makes me shiver. I run my hands over his arms and down his back, my body arching off the bed on every biting kiss.

“Fuck, I love feeling that ring on your finger while I make you mine,” he says in a gruff voice.

“I’ve been yours ever since I met you and I will only ever be yours, Justin. I love you,” I tell him as I run my hands over his back again. “Always you. Only you.”

“I love you too, my little Dove,” he murmurs before kissing me. I moan as I taste myself on him. Wrapping my legs around his waist, the head of his cock bumps my sensitive clit and I gasp. “I ain’t using anything between us, love. I’m going to fuck my baby into you, so every man knows your taken, that you are claimed by your man,” he growls.

“Oh God,” I whimper. He thrusts his hips so that his cock runs between my pussy lips.

“You ready for me?” He swivels his hips just right and I start to moan.

“God, yes I have been ready for you for over a year.” He pulls back far enough to grab the base of his cock and bring it to my opening.

“I’ve been waiting for you my whole life, little Dove. You have all my heart from now to eternity,” he says before thrusting his hips forward. He rips through my virginity. He groans, my nails digging into his back so hard I am pretty sure there will be welts as he stretches me wide with his huge cock. His head drops to my chest, his arms on either side of my head. “Fuck… you’re so tight, Val. Relax a little, baby. Let me in.”

“You’re not even all the way inside me?” I ask on a squeak, trying not to panic. He lifts his head and kisses my cheeks then lips

“Shh, little Dove, I’ll fit. We were made for each other, you’re going to be a good girl and take all my cock aren’t you, my Valentine.” I take a deep breath and try to relax.

After a few seconds, I wiggle my hips trying to see if I’m ready for more of him.

“Oh…” He props himself up on his left arm and lightly runs his right hand down my stomach and over my clit. I gasp and arch up. He sinks the rest of the way inside me moaning as he hits something amazing inside me. “Oh, that feels so good, Justin.” He stays just like that and starts running his finger over my clit fast.

“Come for me, Valentine, I want to feel your pussy come all over my cock,” he growls. I grab the sheet with my hands.

“Oh, I’m so close.” I mewl, feeling my core start to tighten. He pushes down on my clit a little harder and I fly over the edge. He grunts out a curse.

“Fuck your pussy feels so good milking my cock, baby. It’s just begging for my cum.” I moan loving the little after socks of my orgasm. “You ain’t seen nothin’ yet, little Dove,” he growls. He drops down to his forearms and the other hand grabs the back of my thigh pulling it high on his hip. He pulls halfway out then slams back in, this time hitting a new angle making me moan in pleasure. My hands go into his hair and I pull him down to kiss me. He starts to pick up the pace, pulling out slowly then thrusting back in hard and fast bringing my already spent body back to a raging inferno. I whimper into his mouth. Justin’s hand tightens on my thigh in a possessive hold and I fucking love it. I bite his lower lip and he groans. His thrusts falter. He pulls back.