She writhes beneath me, and I bring my hands under her hips to pull her closer, settling deeper between her thighs and dragging my tongue from opening to clit, enjoying every moan and arch that she gives me as I work my tongue against her core.
"Oh god, Hayes. It’s too good," she whispers, the words like a prayer on her lips that sends a surge of desire straight to my cock. I bring my lips back to her clit and suck, eliciting another moan as I continue to flick my tongue against the sensitive nub.
“I’m coming! I’m coming!Hayyyyyyeeeesss!” Kym thrashes beneath me as her orgasm crashes over her, her fingers in my hair pulling hard as her thighs close around my head and lock me in. I could spend every minute of every day making love to her like this, but I need more; I need the sensation of pushing inside of her, to feel my cock sliding into her and claiming her as mine.
I drag my tongue lower, tracing the line between her lips and sliding my tongue into her center. She's so wet that I can hear the sound of her arousal as I move in and out of her, bringing my fingers alongside it to excite her further. I feel her tense beneath me and know that she is close to coming again. I’m more than happy to put off my own pleasure if it means my girl calls out my name again. I fucking love knowing that I’m the one with the power to do this to her.
Inserting another finger into her, I continue to lick and suck, feeling her tightness around me as she continues to clench and writhe some more. Her moans get throaty, and when she comes again, I feel the pulse of her clit against my tongue and let out a groan as my cock twitches with need.
“Hayes! Please!”
I tear my mouth from her. "Yes, trouble?"
"I need you inside of me," she gasps, and I grin, wanting nothing more than to bury myself inside of her, feel the hot wetness of her heat wrapped around my cock as I thrust and claim her.
Bringing my body up, I look down at the woman beneath me and smile. She looks like a goddess, her nipples pink, her hair messy from the amount of thrashing she’s done. The flush in her skin tells me she's more than ready for me.
“Is this what you’re after?” I rasp, positioning my cock at her entrance.
“Yes. Oh, god. Please, Hayes!”
I tease her a little before I take mercy on her and slide inside, moaning as her tight walls envelope my aching rod.
“Yesssssss.”
She pulls me close and wraps her legs around me as if locking me in place. And I know in this moment that this amazing woman is truly mine. We fit together in a way that just feels right. She is my other half, and I am hers. And as I slide in and out of her, I feel a wave of intense pleasure and heat as her warmth envelopes me, welcoming me into the depths of her body, telling me I’ve found my home.
“You feel like heaven, Kym,” I rasp, picking up speed as I thrust. Kym gasps.
"So good."
I continue to thrust inside of her, causing my breathing to become shallow as my orgasm threatens to come too soon. This woman is all of my desire, all of my want, and all of my need wrapped up in one, and I can barely contain myself now that I’m joined with her. This is my forever.
“Holy shit, Hayes.”
Kym arches back, her hands gripping my forearms as I lean over her, thrusting and grinding, the heat and building pleasure tightening at the base of my spine and I thrust a little faster, a little harder. Our words turn into grunts and squeaks, each thrust pushing us ever closer to our combined conclusion.
“Hayes! Oh god.Oh god!It’s happening again.”
“Fuck, baby.”
Kym’s nails dig into my skin as she comes undone, calling out my name, and I can't hold back any longer. I find my own release, pouring into her with a roar as she convulses around my cock. I’m so fucking in love.
When the shuddering subsides, I collapse on top of her and draw her close to me, wrapping her in my arms as we lay still for several minutes just trying to catch our breath. When I’m capable of moving again, I roll over so my back is pressed against the backrest of the couch, pulling her with me so my face is buried in her hair.
It's quiet for several minutes, the only sounds in the room our still labored breathing until Kym quietly says, "I'm sorry I freaked out before." I don't move from the position I'm in. But I do run the tips of my fingers up and down her back soothingly.
"I'm sorry you heard that and thought I wanted anything less than forever with you."
"Are you serious about that?" She pulls back slightly so she's looking up at my face. I nod.
"I'm deeply in love with you, Kym. I know it's sudden and this thing between us is moving really fast, but I can't deny how I feel. I want to spend my life with you." Her eyes glisten in the low light and I continue, "We can slow it down if you want. But I love you, trouble. And I'll be down on one knee whenever you're ready. I want to build a life with you."
“Oh, Hayes.” She closes her eyes and leans forward, kissing me tenderly. "I'm in love with you too. I don't want to slow this down."
KYM
"There's just something about watching a man work," Mariah says, sipping at her margarita as she looks over her sunglasses at the row of dirty, sweaty men shearing sheep, after sheep, after sheep. Admittedly, shearing season is my favorite time of year too. And while I don't tend to overtly watch them working the way Mariah, Regina and I are today, I do tend to be rather distracted by manly men with that sheen of hard work on their muscled arms. Especially when one of those men woke up in my bed this morning…
