“Tomorrow morning, you want to do that morning after pill…” I can’t even finish and somehow, she must feel what I feel because instead of finishing, she hooks her ankles behind the small of my back as I stomp through the suite to the bedroom, easing her down, laying her like my crucified sacrifice, her breathing faltering as I climb on top, holding myself steady.
“You’re mine. That means all of you. We need to figure out where we’re going to live.”
Her eyes snap wide as my dick snuggles into her warm mound, knowing he’s already found his new home.
“Live?” she asks.
I guide the tip to her entrance, tangling my fingers in her hair, prodding her opening as she begs for air with her gaping mouth.
“Yep, live. Together. I know when I know,” I tell her, her thighs trembling around my hips. “We’re truth telling here, so you look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t feel the earth shift when we’re together?”
Her green eyes look like emerald glitter as she tightens her jaw, but her lips curve upward and her pussy creams on the head of my cock in unspoken agreement.
“This is surreal, I don’t—I don’t know what’s happening. How to answer that—"
“Never mind. Your pussy answered for you again.”
I bring my face to hers for a greedy kiss as I apply pressure to her opening, her body poised on the precipice. Our heads slant as our lips slip and slide, tongues seeking each other out as our breath becomes one.
She writhes under me, her hips battling upward to take a little more, pushing my control to the edge as everything inside me bellows for me to take her. Ready to seat ourselves in our new home.
With another wiggle, her tightness squeezes my engorged head, and I meet her movements with my own, pushing through her barrier, kissing away the pain as her pussy lips part to take the first inch.
“God, I don’t want to regret this,” she hisses, and I don’t bother to answer with words.
Instead, I bite the inside of my cheek and give her a hard thrust, driving any other thought from that pretty head except that I’m claiming what’s mine. Her tight opening squeezes me as I hold steady. Then, when I feel her relax, I slide in deeper, that insane tightness blinding me.
The welcoming warmth of her walls have me ready to burst. My blood turns to fire as I gather her eyes to mine, sorry for the pain of what’s coming.
“I’m sorry,” I grit out. “It’s going to hurt. But I promise you, I’ll take good care of you. You with me, firecracker?”
She nods, and I bring my mouth to hers, driving my hips forward as she screams into my mouth, her body writhing. She twists so hard, the end of the hockey stick that’s still attached to her wrist smacks me in the side of the head.
That’s enough of that. In a fury, I somehow hold myself steady and tear off the tape, dropping the stick to the floor, freeing her hands, which fly forward, her nails digging into the muscles of my chest.
I’m feral, grunting and pumping, filling her inch by heavenly inch as her whimpers turn to moans, her walls grabbing onto me like they don’t want to let go.
“God, so big. So full.”
I feed her softness more and more of me, until my need for release bombards me from all sides.
“You feel so fucking good,” I say roughly, rocking forward and back as the haze of lust clouds my vision. “You know this pussy is mine now, right?”
She wiggles herself onto me, taking more on her own, making me feel like a fucking king.
“Yours,” she says as I give her everything, bumping into the limits of her body as her mouth turns to an O, her eyes fixed on mine.
I pull back, marveling at how she fits me so tightly, so perfectly, over and over. The muscles in my back spasm as her beautiful heat sheathes me down to the root.
“I may never let you out of this bed, you feel so fucking good.”
With her hands free, she slides her fingers up and down my chest, over my shoulders, exploring me while I devour her. Her nipples rasp on my chest as her lower body rolls and moves with me, finding our rhythm.
She’s taking me harder and faster now, with a look of gratitude that’s about to kill me.
“This pussy is going to get a gift. You like presents, baby?”
I pull back, the head of my dick almost sliding out of her as she gasps, back arching. I thrust home, upping the effort as she whines, lowering my pelvis to make solid contact with her clit and sliding a hand between us, spreading her outer lips, making sure she’s getting the friction and pressure she needs.
