“I want it,” I mutter, barely able to take a breath. The thought of what that might mean enters my mind, only barely but it’s there. His seed.
Seeds grow.
“You want it, sweetness?” He strokes my wet hair back, away from my face. “You have to say it.”
“Mmm hmm. I want you inside me, Leo. I don’t want anything between us. I want you to claim me, body and soul.”
I shouldn’t want it. I know I shouldn’t.
I should be sensible, not irresponsible.
But somehow this feels like the right thing, the right time. Reaching back, grabbing his cock, feeling how big and hard and ready it is for me, all I want is to know how it feels when it sinks inside.
And if he plants his seed inside me today? If my belly grows with a new life that’s a little bit of both of us?
Wow. Just wow.
I can’t imagine anything I want more.
“I want it,” I murmur, blowing out breaths through the curtain of water streaming from above.
“Good,” he says, kissing my neck, and I tense for another bite but it doesn’t come. “Today I’m going to fuck you up against this wall, as the water flows over us. But soon we’re going to do things differently. That pretty mouth of yours is going to be filled with my cum. I’m going to cover your face with it, your tits, your stomach. And sometime...” His hand rubs over my ass cheeks, then slides into the groove between. “Sometime, when you’re ready, I’m going to enjoy this hole too,” he says, and I gasp as his fingers push my panties against my asshole, dipping just a little inside.
“It’s too big,” I murmur.
“We’ll make sure you’re ready for it first. We can train you up with some nice, sparkly toys. I’m going to buy you lots of things, Atlanta. Lots of toys. I know you say you don’t need gifts, but in a way these are for both of us.”
He kisses my shoulder blades, then down to the small of my back. I feel the drenched waistband of my panties tugged down and he kisses the cleft of my ass as he lowers them further, down to my knees. I’m aware that I’m totally naked with him now as I lift each leg in turn, stepping out of the shorts, and the thought sends another burst of warm moisture to my pussy.
But nothing can prepare me for what comes next.
I moan and arch my back as I feel his warm tongue against my asshole. Pressing up on tiptoes, I grip tighter to the shower, and hear him growl.
“Mine,” he says. “Fucking beautiful and all mine.”
“Leo, please...”
He doesn’t relent. His fingers now move to my pussy, teasing the soft lips as his mouth tends to my ass. I feel his tongue circle my hole, his lips pressing soft against my butt cheeks as he rumbles right into me.
“Oh, God. Oh...” I squirm and wriggle, but he holds me tight as he feasts. His finger enters me gently as his hand continues to rub. “Leo, I can’t...I’m going to...ohhh...”
The orgasm comes out of nowhere, trembling through me, soaking his hand which starts to move a little faster. I hear his words as if out of a dream.That’s my girl. Get this cunt nice and soaked. Get it ready to be filled.
My own hoarse words compete and rage against his.I want you. I want you inside me. Oh, God, please.
I thrash and turn my head to the side, and somehow he’s there. His lips meet mine and we kiss, hard and needy, teeth clashing, and then I cry out into his mouth as I feel it.
He only enters me an inch, but it’s like being impaled by a hot poker. The warmth, the firmness, the way I have to spread my legs wider to try to take him. I soak his cock with my cream, and he slides in a little deeper.
“Fuck, baby, that’s tight. My tight little beauty.” He slides out, then forward, and I yelp but he cuts it off with a kiss. “Relax. Tell me how it feels.”
“So full...” I moan, pushing my hips back, forcing him a little deeper. “It’s painful, but I want more of it. Please, Leo. Please give me more.”
“Greedy little thing, aren’t you?” I feel him draw back then thrust forward. It hits hard, but slowly he’s pummeling his way inside me. I can feel every inch into my stomach. “I’m sorry it’s painful, sweetness. I really am. I wish I could take all that pain for you.”
He brushes hair out of my face, and I turn my head up to feel the water flowing against my skin. But I shake my head.
“No, it’s mine. I get to keep it, I get to remember it. It feels good, too, like nothing I’ve ever felt before.”