He wanted to brand me, and I just wanted to be full of him.
As his cock nestled into my slit, his cautiousness now spoke of how sensitive he knew I was.
Even though he was to blame for my current state, I couldn’t stop myself from crying out, "Aidan?"
"Yes, baby," he hummed, sighing with relief as his cock made its way inside me.
"I-I-I l-l-l-ove y-y-you," I stuttered out as the stark heat of him made me burn up again. I didn’t need him to reply, just needed him to know the truth as I shivered then, a little helplessly, before I pushed myself into a sitting position, using his hard chest and abs to hold me up.
I couldn’t ride him, but I could rock, and I could squirm, and I could feel from the thick pulse inside me how ready he was to burst.
His hands came to my hips, and he helped me grind into him, which was exactly what I needed.
I couldn’t handle my clit being touched, couldn’t handle him rubbing my nipples or doing much with any other part of me, but the way my pussy clung to his shaft was just enough to torment us both.
Panting and sore and tired, I carried on, grabbing onto that thick shaft that was made just for me, not stopping until he hollered his pleasure too.
When his cum filled me, I knew it was impossible, but I’d watched way too much hentai not to think of all that seed dripping down inside me, and I groaned as a tiny orgasm hit me hard, dragging at his cock, milking him of every drop.
Then, when I flopped onto him, and his arms came up to hold me, he gave me the greatest gift of all.
He kissed my temple, and whispered, "I love you too, Savannah."
And that was when I closed my eyes and napped.