Her scream mixes with my groan as I finally, finally, bury myself deep inside the only woman who’s ever owned me.
She’s so fucking tight, clenching down around me like her body’s been waiting for me, made for me. Heat wraps around me, squeezes me, and for a second, I have to grit my teeth to keep from cumming inside of her already.
“Christ, Catalina,” I groan, burying myself deeper, pausing at the base. “You feel like heaven, baby. Gonna split you open on my cock.”
She claws at my back with her head thrown back, moaning. “Fuck me, Carter. Don’t hold back.”
I laugh. “Hold back? Not a chance.”
I pull out slowly, then slam back into her hard enough to rock the bed frame. She screams my name, arching into me, as her nails score my shoulders.
“That’s it,” I rasp, snapping my hips again, faster, harder, the sound of our bodies slamming together echoing off the walls. “Take it. Take all of me.”
Her legs wrap around my waist, as her heels dig into my back, pulling me deeper. And fuck, I do. I pound into her, grinding my pelvis against her clit every time I thrust, wringing gasps and curses from her lips.
“You’ve been driving me insane all day,” I growl against her mouth, kissing her as I bite her lower lip.
Her eyes flutter, “Worth it—oh God—worth it?—”
I slam my cock into her deeper, groaning as her walls flutter around me. “Worth it, huh? You’re drippin’ all over my cock, baby. Squeezing me so tight. Say it again. Tell me whose pussy this is.”
Her cry tears through the room. “Yours, Carter! It’s yours, it’s always yours?—”
“Damn right.” I slam into her harder as sweat drips down my spine, my breath ragged. “Mine. My wife. My perfect fuckin’ girl.”
She claws at my back, moaning, screaming my name. Her pussy clamps tighter, as her body trembles, and I know she’s close.
“You gonna come for me again?” I grunt, grinding against her clit, pounding into her so hard the headboard slams against the wall. “Gonna soak my cock this time?”
“Yes—yes—Carter—don’t stop?—”
I bite down on her shoulder, growling against her skin as I drive into her with everything I’ve got, until her scream rips through the air. She shatters, convulsing around me, soaking my cock as I keep fucking her through it, groaning at the mess she’s making.
“Good girl,” I rasp, thrusting through her orgasm. “That’s my girl. Fuck, you’re perfect?—”
Her nails rake my back, her body quaking, and I’m right there with her, slamming into her until my vision blurs, until I spill deep inside her with a groan so loud it shakes me to my core.
I collapse over her, chest heaving, still buried to the hilt, still pulsing inside her as she shudders beneath me.
Her body is still trembling under me, but I’m nowhere near done. Not after a whole day of torture, of her naked little games, of edging her until we both went mad.
I pull out slowly, groaning at the sight of my cock glistening with her slick, then slam back into her without warning.
She gasps, her eyes snapping open, legs clamping around me. “Carter?—”
“Thought I was finished with you?” I rasp, dragging my cock out and slamming in again, grinding against her clit with everythrust. “You teased me all goddamn day. Now you’re takin’ every drop I’ve got to give.”
Her cry breaks into a moan, her nails clawing at my back, her body arching to meet every brutal thrust.
I pin her wrists above her head, fucking her deep, grinding into her until she’s sobbing my name. Sweat drips down my chest, my muscles straining, but I don’t let up.
“You’re mine,” I growl against her mouth, kissing her hard, biting her lower lip until she whimpers. “My wife. My pussy. Say it.”
“Yours.”
Her pussy grips my cock, fluttering, milking me, and I feel myself spiraling again. I pull back just enough to look her in the eyes.
“Where do you want it, baby?” I rasp, pounding into her harder, each thrust making the bed slam the wall. “You want my cum on your stomach? All over your pretty tits? Or do you want me to pump you full and keep you dripping for me all night?”
