My gaze remained fixed on hers when I reached between us. I couldn’t look away, wanting to keep the connection we shared with our eyes on each other.
The second she felt me nudging against her entrance, she arched her back, pushing her hips up, preparing to take all of me. But I stilled.
“Don’t. Don’t rush this.”
She settled beneath me, but her body was shaking. “Okay,” she whispered, and I could see in her eyes she had given me full control.
I moved achingly slow, my cock begging me to thrust into her hard, but unfortunately for him, my desire to love this woman was stronger than his need to fuck her.
Deeper and deeper I moved inside her, claiming her inch by inch with slow, leisurely strokes. The strain and the intensity of the pleasure caused my entire body to shake, and sweat started to move down my spine. But I was so damn determined to not fuck her this time, but rather make sweet love to her. I wanted to savor every moment, every touch, every stroke, and commit every second to memory.
I pushed forward gently until I was buried in her to the hilt. Unlike all the other times, I wasn’t fueled with my desire for release, but by my desperation to show her how much she meant to me, how much she had changed me in such a short time.
My hands took their time to explore her body, caressing her, allowing the exquisite feel of her skin to seep through my pores. This had never happened to me before. I’d never been driven by anything other than my selfish needs. But this time, with her, all I could think about was how I never wanted this to end. I wanted to drown in her. I wanted to lose myself in her, in the moment, and I wanted to stay this way with her forever.
“God, Lorik. Why does this have to feel so good with you?” She dragged her nails slowly down my back, sending shivers down my spine.
I sucked one of her rosy pink nipples into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the hard little nub before letting it go. “I don’t know about you, princess, but I really don’t give a fuck why it has to feel so good. I just care about never letting whatever this is go.”
I rocked my body on top of hers and watched in awe as her mouth formed the perfect ‘O,’ her body arching into me. I placed my hand on her knee and guided her leg up, forcing her thighs wider apart.
She moaned when I thrust forward, pushing deeper into her. The pleasure was so intense, so powerful, I felt it all the way to the bone. It consumed us both, possessed us completely, and it forced us to lose ourselves in one another.
With my hand still on her knee, I guided it around my waist. She wrapped her legs around me so damn tight she gave me no choice but to remain buried deep.
“You feel that, princess?” I gave one hard jab inside her, causing her to moan out loud, and felt her body shaking beneath me. “I know you think there’s no way we can be together, but I’m telling you, if it wasn’t meant to be, it wouldn’t feel so goddamn good being one with you.”
“Oh, my God, Lorik. You’re torturing me,” she moaned, her voice strained low, her body shuddering.
I stilled inside her and cupped her cheek. I wasn’t normally a fan of eye contact when it came to sex. It made it too personal. Screwing with your eyes closed, you couldn’t see the person you were inside of, which meant that person could be whoever the fuck you wanted her to be right at that moment. But when you stared into a person’s eyes while being buried balls deep inside her, that was personal. And I wanted it to be personal. I wanted it to be deep, powerful, and earth-shattering, to strengthen our connection with every thrust.
“Look at me, princess.”
She opened her beautiful eyes, and I sucked in a breath when I saw the intensity in her gaze. There was no doubt in my mind that this was as powerful for her as it was for me. We were about to melt into each other, and no one would be able to tear us apart after this.
I moved my hips, pulling out before sinking back into her. I continued the slow rhythm, gradually pushing our bodies higher and higher toward the peak we both so desperately needed. Being inside this woman made me feel like I had finally found my own little place in paradise. Her pussy was my Heaven, her body my God. I would worship this woman every goddamn day for the rest of my life, gladly give her my soul and devote my life to her.
While moving in and out between her legs, I felt all of her. It was like I could feel her soul latching onto mine, and I loved it.
“Say you’re mine,” I whispered, pushing harder and deeper. “Say you’re mine, Karina.”
“I’m yours.”
“Say it again.”
“I’m yours.”
“God, I love hearing you say that.”
The expression on her face told me she was close, but she needed more, she needed that final push for me to send her over the edge. I gave it to her by thrusting deeper and harder, but not faster. It was so fucking hard not to piston in and out of her, but I wanted her to experience the potent sexual gratification by dragging out every ounce of pleasure, and not rushing it.
Harder, deeper, and I never took my eyes off hers. Her body started to shake, and when she threw her head back, I knew she was about to shatter beneath me. I felt it in the way her walls closed in around me, gripping me to a point where I had to bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from losing control.
“Karina, look at me. I need to look into your eyes while I make you come.”
When her eyes opened, I moved one knee, pushing it against her ass while I had her pinned down with my hand on her hip. Then I thrust my cock inside her as deep as it could go, wanting to give her all of me while I took all of her.
Then it happened. That was when she clasped down around me, clenching me so tight inside her it was almost painful, but I didn't stop. There was no goddamn way I would stop.