Fuck. She's soft. Wet.
Mine.
It floods my brain, my heart, my everything.
I need her to be mine.
All of her.
And I need to give her all of me.
But how the fuck do I do that?
I keep one hand on her hips to guide her.
I bring the other to the back of her head.
My fingers curl into her scalp as I pull her into a soft, slow kiss.
She wraps her arms around my shoulders.
I pull her closer.
Kiss her harder.
She rocks against me, rubbing her clit against my pubic bone.
Fuck, the friction of her soft, sweet cunt.
I groan against her lips.
She pulls back with a sigh of pleasure.
Her head tilts to the right. Her hair falls in front of her eyes. Her lips part with a moan.
"Fuck." Her nails dig into the tender skin on my shoulders.
I look up at her. Watch pleasure spill over her expression as she drives me deeper.
It hits me all at once.
I love her.
I'm balls deep in the woman who's owned my masturbatory fantasies since I was a teenager, and it's the only thing in my head.
The timing is fucked.
And it's perfect.
My fingers curl into her hips. I guide her body over mine, so she can drive me deeper again and again.
Fuck.
My balls tighten.
My eyes close.
I reach up for her. Bring my hand to her cheek. Rub her temple with my thumb.