I grab her waist, digging my fingers into her flesh and forcing her to move her hips. “So, instead of telling you how much I love you, I should tell you how obsessed I am with this cunt of yours?” I buck and pull her down, so my shaft fits perfectly between her pussy lips.
“Oh, yes,” she moans and rocks on top of me, gliding my dick along her creases. “More.”
“When I’m not with you, all I think about is seeing your pussy swallow my cock.” I reach for her breasts and massage them lightly, loving how they fill more of my palm now. “And how I can’t wait to watch these tits bounce while I fuck you.”
“Hmm.”
“God, I want to make you come just by rubbing my cock between your folds.”
“I want to come with you inside me.”
“I know, baby.” My hands are on her waist again, and I lift her, watching as she reaches down, her eyes urgent, her long, delicate fingers wrapping around my shaft, positioning it by her center. I give her just the tip of my cock even though I want to pummel inside her and fuck her raw. But instead, I practice restraint so I can look at her beautiful face overcome with lust, her lips parted, and cheeks flushed. I give her a little more and tilt my head, watching her smooth, glistening pussy clench down on me before focusing my gaze on her face as she takes me, her body shivering and chest rising, her eyes closing in pleasure the moment I’m fully seated inside her.
“That’s it, stray. You’re such a good little slut taking all of me,” I murmur, holding her hips firmly in place. The feeling is exquisite, her wet walls engulfing me, and I move my hips upward, needing to be deeper.
“God, I love your cock,” she says, squeezing her tits together as she straightens her elbows, moving her hips in slow circles, grinding on me. “It feels so good to have you inside me.”
I clamp my fingers down on her hips. “Then stop fucking around and ride my dick like it’s the last time you’ll ever feel it inside you.”
She steadies herself with her hands on my abdomen and starts to move, slides up and down my length, her breasts bouncing with each thrust.
My abs pull taut, my thighs straining as I buck to meet her, the sound of our wet skin filling the room.
“Oh, fuck,” she gasps.
“Do not fucking come. You’re not done riding me yet,” I demand, clenching my jaw and biting my lower lip while watching her fuck me with wild movements, looking down at her pussy. “Fuck, I love watching your wet, slutty cunt swallow my dick.”
She moans and pushes herself down, rocking her hips while grinding against my pubic bone before lifting back up. This time I thrust upward, slamming back into her, and she cries out. “Alexius, I’m going to come.”
“Not yet.” Again, I buck, straining my hips to pound back into her.
“Fuck!” she cries, her arms shaking and legs trembling. “Please.” She smacks back down onto me and twists her waist, and my entire body goes rigid as my balls pull tight and my cock swells.
“Jesus, woman,” I curse and bite my fingers deeper into her waist, throwing my head back and arching my back off the sheets. “Come. You have to come before I do.”
“Oh, God,” she cries out, and I groan until my load erupts from my cock in a rush, spilling my hot cum into her, her body shivering as she explodes around my cock, both of us coming at the same time.
Her pussy tightens. My cock jerks. And I’m buried to the hilt inside her while she bounces and grinds, riding out her orgasm. It’s fucking beautiful, seeing the hard lines of ecstasy on her face, a soft sheen of sweat glimmering on her chest.
She drops onto my chest, breathing rapidly, her hot breath on my skin, and I wrap my arms around her. “God, I love your pussy,” I say breathlessly, and she lets out a winded chuckle. “And I’m not even kidding if I say I want to fuck you over and over, every goddamn day, for the rest of my life.”
“I’m totally okay with that, Mr. Del Rossa.” She trails a lazy finger along my chest, waking goosebumps along my flesh.
“Good.” I take her hand and bring it to my lips, kissing it gently. “You need to rest,” I say, shifting her off me and onto the mattress.
“I need to shower first.”
But I stop her from getting out of bed. “Lay still. Let me take care of you.”
I grab a towel from the bathroom, and Leandra keeps still as I clean between her legs, wiping her thighs clean, her pussy red and swollen. “We’ll probably have to start taking it easy with you being pregnant.”
“We can still have sex. The doctor says it’s completely safe during pregnancy.”
I still and lift a brow. “I don’t mean we should stop. Good God, no. Do you want to kill me?”
She lets out a gentle laugh.
“What I mean is, just…be a little more careful.”