6
Matteo
There’s a flash of uncertainty and reservation in her eyes, as if she thinks this is just dirty talk.
As if I’m saying words meant to just get us both off.
She doesn’t know that I mean every word falling from my lips.
She was already mine before I discovered she was untouched, that no other man has come anywhere close this empire-destroying pussy.
For now, that’s fine. She’ll find out soon enough. She’s already overwhelmed by our intense fucking.
Another first for me.
No pussy has ever been this tight, this insanely pristine in every way.
I’m going out of my mind just thinking about when I can bang her next and I haven’t even blown my load yet.
Watching and feeling her unravel around my dick is addicting. I can never get enough. So really, it’s a good thing she’s mine now.
A good thing—
Oh shit.
Pleasure cracks up my spine like a leather whip and I roar at the intensity of her milking my staff. The hot, grasping spasms are out of this fucking world.
“Shit, baby, you milk me so damn good! Ah!”
Heat rushes up her face and she’s blushing again at my dirty talk. I swear then and there that I will always bring my filthy diatribe to our bed.
Hell, I might teach her a few more of those mind-blowing things she said…
I want you to fill me up, good and deep until I can taste it.
“Are you ready to be filled, angel? Because,fuck, it’s coming.”
I feel myself thicken inside her and she squeals.
Her head thrashes on the pillow as far as my tight hold on her throat will allow. And when that stops, her eyes continue to blink wildly, her bliss at incursion point.
I love the feel of her pulse beating against my fingers. Feel how frantic her excitement grows.
“Yes, yes, yes.” Her words are hushed whispers, as if all her energy is concentrated between her legs. And I don’t doubt it is.
She’s a vise around me, her stranglehold pulling a roar from my soul. And when I growl, “Again, now,” she shatters.
And I follow.
My vision turns black as red-hot sensation swallows me whole.
I’m pouring buckets of come into her tight cave and I’ve never felt more glorious.
This angel is rewriting my life with every flutter of her pulse, every gasp, every look from her stunning eyes and she doesn’t even know it.
I’m ready to be reborn into whatever she wants me to be.
And when I collapse on top of her, the only reason that prevents me from spilling every possessive intention I plan for her is because I don’t want to frighten her.