I grab her wrists and pin her down on the bed. She lifts her legs, wrapping them around my waist, and I can feel my dick pressing against her heat. I guide myself into place, teasing her entrance with the head of my cock. “Fuck, Max, please…”
“Please what, baby?” I coax, teasing her further with a look of faux innocence plastered on my face.
“Please fuck me,” she whimpers, “I need you inside me so bad.”
I bend down and kiss her as I slowly slide into her, and she moans into my mouth, a sound of both pleasure and relief as I give her just what she needs.
I start slow, rocking my hips and letting her feel every last inch of me moving inside her, but before long, she’s bucking underneath me, wordlessly begging for more, and I’m eager to make her cum again. So I move faster, drive into her harder, and the cries of pleasure I’m rewarded with tell me she’s having a good time.
And that suspicion is confirmed when her back arches and her legs tighten around me, her wrists still pinned beneath my hand. “Oh, yes, Max, I’m gonna cum, oh, fuck, yes…”
“Cum for me, baby,” I urge her, my own breathing growing a little ragged, “Cum all over my cock.”
Her pussy walls are clenching around my throbbing shaft like a vice, and it feels so fucking good I know I’m not going to last much longer, myself. So when Aly shrieks in ecstasy as the climax rips through her, it’s enough to send me spiraling, too, pouring a white-hot load into my fiancée.
The two of us stay locked in place, panting and intertwined for a long moment, and I cover her face in kisses. But after a bit, she slowly uncoils her legs from my waist and melts, limp and sated, into the mattress.
I pull out slowly and lay beside her for a moment, holding her close and absently stroking her hair. “Love you,” she murmurs, turning onto her side and burying her face in my chest.
I kiss the top of her head. “Right back at you, baby.”