The breath caught in her lungs and her legs tried to tighten around my head involuntarily as she came on my tongue. I watched as her lashes fluttered one last time and her legs relaxed around me, positioning myself to kneel between her legs as I took my cock in hand.
Staring at the wet and swollen flesh between her legs, I stroked myself furiously. Anger that she hadn’t woken up yet consumed me, driving me forward with the need to be inside her.
But I wanted to look her in the eyes the first time her nightmare fucked her. I wanted her to know exactly who owned her for the first time. The thought of the shock in her pretty multicolored eyes drove me over the edge, and I shot my release all over her pussy and lower stomach with a ragged groan.
I bit my lip as I looked down at the cum staining her skin, glistening on her and marking me as hers. I wanted to stare at it while I waited for her to wake up, but the goosebumps on her arms compelled me to pull the sheet over her and hide her body from my view.
I grabbed a pair of shorts from the closet, tugging them on and settling into the chair beside the bed to watch her until she woke up and remembered where she was.
My cock throbbed with the need to be inside her, uncaring about the release I’d just painted on her skin.
I'd waited sixteen months to have her. I could wait another hour to truly make her mine.