“I took all of you?” she squeaks.

“Yes,” I snarl.

The corner of her lip twitches. “Oh… It’s starting to feel…”

“What?” I grunt, shifting slightly, gently gliding out and then in a little.

“Good, Lukas,” she says, as she begins to rock with me. “It’s big, so big. But… oh, there, right there.”

“Like that?” I thrust a little harder.

I move at a speed that clearly pleases her, holding back on the fire that tries to explode out of me. It takes an effort to keep my movements not too fast but not too slow – when her tight young slit is tempting me to hammer her ruthlessly – but it’s worth it to see the euphoria on her face.

She goes from shy and unsure to vixen, her eyes half-lidded, her breasts swaying with each thrust.

I bite down as I pull all the way out, her hole kissing my tip, and then snap my hips forward. I go a little faster than I planned. It’s difficult not to.

She gasps and her breasts bounce even more, up and down, drawing my eye like a primal command.

“Ah,” she whimpers.

I tilt my head at her, trying to work out if it was a good ah or she wants me to slow down. She pouts in that sassy way and then nods. It’s a small nod, as though she’s still not sure.

But I don’t care. I can’t care.

All I can think about is the way her pussy feels, tight and hot and never before claimed.

“Baby girl are you ready to get fucked, really fucked?”

“I think so,” she whimpers. “I hope—”

She breaks off in a moan as I grind into her with even more force. I can feel the shock in the way her pussy clings to me, in the way it throbs and then tightens, over and over.

I grit my teeth and push through her tightness, my seed rising up my shaft.

She starts to moan in the sexiest goddamn way as I pump into her. I listen to her noises, reading her pleasure, knowing how badly she wants more, more…

I let out a roar and pound into her harder. My woman wraps her arms around me and digs her fingernails into my back.

She pulls me down, as though she wants us as close together as we can get.

Her frenetic breaths whisper over my neck and my shoulders as we sink into our rhythm.

I tilt my head to feel her breath against my ear, and so I can hear her moans, completely consumed with pleasure. It’s like I’m listening to her realize how perfectly matched our bodies are in real time.

I’m not sure how long we go on like this, I only know that her pussy is heaven and her moans are the best sounds I’ve ever heard. I could listen to them for the rest of my life, on a loop, never be allowed to listen to any song again and I’d still never get tired of them.

She starts to pump her hips in time with my thrusts, the same way she bucked them when I went down on her and she squirted all over my mouth. I groan as I slide out, and then hammer back in, her hips moving in unison with mine.

“Fuck, when you move like that…”

“You like it?” she cries out.

“That’s an understatement. But you better cream for me soon me baby. If you keep doing that—”

I break off in a roar when she slides down my length again.

Rearing back, I stare down at her breasts.

It’s like the primal possessive part of me needs to see her, to remind myself how curvy and ideal she is, how her body was made to bring my children into this world.

I prop myself up with one hand and grab her breast with the other. I slide my hand across, grabbing her other breast, squeezing as I fuck her. Her eyelids flutter and her lips twist as I press down on her nipples, our slick bodies making wet smacking noises now as I hammer into her over and over again.

The tip of my cock is no longer burning. Or, rather, I can’t feel it specifically. My whole shaft is being cloaked in the same feeling, and I have to focus not to erupt.

I feel like I’ve been fantasizing about this moment for so long, and my woman is so damn hot, but there’s no way I’m finishing before she’s creamed down my length.

Letting go of her breast, I drive my fists into the mattress and slam into her hard.

She gasps and comes to an abrupt stop, like she can’t keep up, throwing her hands up and digging her fingernails into my shoulder.

I stare down at her, completely enthralled, feeling hypnotized by the way her breasts bounce.

“Come. On. My. Dick.”

“I’m—I’m… close, so close…”

She lets go of my shoulders and claws onto the sheets, her hands opening and closing as I hammer her faster, harder, pound our future into her.

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