He strips off his pants, and my eyes widen at the sight of him.
He's huge. Thick and long and already glistening at the tip.
"Scared?" he asks, crawling over me.
"A little," I admit.
"We have all the time in the world. We can stop whenever you want."
"No." I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him closer. "I don't want to wait. I want you now."
His eyes close briefly, like I've undone him. "You're going to be the death of me."
He positions himself at my entrance, and I feel the broad head pressing against me.
"Breathe, baby. This might hurt at first."
He pushes forward slowly, and I feel a stretch—a burn?—
"Fuck, you're tight." Sweat beads on his forehead. "You okay?"
The sting fades to a dull ache, then to something else entirely. Fullness. Pleasure.
"Keep going,” I tell him.
He sinks deeper, inch by inch, until he's fully seated inside me.
We stay like that for a moment, both of us panting.
"You feel," he whispers against my lips, kissing me gently, “like you were made for me."
Then he starts to move.
Slowly at first. Letting my body adjust to the intrusion.
But I don't want slow. I want him to unleash everything.
"Harder," I demand. "Please, Dante. I need?—"
"I know what you need." His hips snap forward, driving deep, and I scream. "You need your husband's cock. You need to be filled and fucked and claimed."
"Yes!"
"This tight little pussy is mine now. No one else will ever touch you. No one else will ever see you like this." He punctuates each word with a brutal thrust. "Only me."
"Only you," I gasp.
His hand slides between us, finding my clit, and the combination of his cock stretching me and his fingers working that bundle of nerves sends me spiraling.
"Come on my cock, baby. Let me feel you squeeze the life out of me."
His words send me over the edge. My entire body convulses, clenching around him, and he roars, his hips pistoning as he finds his own release.
I feel him pulse inside me, filling me with warm jets of semen, marking me as his.
When the waves finally subside, he collapses beside me, pulling me against his chest.
We're both slick with sweat, breathing hard, hearts racing.
