“I always fucking mean it. I crave being inside you and hearing you cry out for me,” I grunt, slamming into her violently until she’s creaming all over my dick.
“Landon, yes. I’m coming,” she shouts, clawing at the carpet.
“Take every last drop because I’m going with you,” I huff, emptying my cum into her, spraying her walls. I fall back onto my heels and attempt to gain control of my breathing.
“Not every last drop. We’re not done yet. I want you all night long, husband.”
“I meant just this round. You have to earn the next dose, Mrs. Black.” I slap her ass and then move to my feet and stand. Once I’m steady, I bend and pick her up.
“I’m not ready to move,” she complains after just saying she could go all night.
“Well, tough. It’s shower time. Maybe a nice bubble bath, if you’re lucky.”
“I could go for that.” She sighs and then rests her head on my chest. Less than two minutes into our shower, I’m sure my love was all talk. Still, I’m more than happy. I could never ask for anything more in this life and the next.
After we’re nice and clean, I wrap her up in a fuzzy robe and carry her off to bed. Holding her is something I’ll never ever get enough of. Never. She’s my own personal security that I can’t live without.
THE END