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Like it or not, I’m head over heels. Almost literally as I tumble backward onto the bed, needing him inside me more than anything.
My whole body is charged up, ready for him. My insides primed to receive all of him.
My womb feels like it’s time.
The perfect time to give myself to him as well as fill myself with his seed.
His life.
Our home from now on.
Our bed. Our house.
Us.
The word swims in my mind, spiraling down to my pleasure center as I claw at him greedily, hungrily.
Like a wild animal who’s running on instinct, I can only relax when I know he’s deep inside me. Once I know I’ve told him I’m his.
Felt him starting to work that Masters magic all over again, this time from the inside out.
I guess the only part I was dreading turns out to be the most powerful.
Pearce is a big guy, huge all over. And it’s not just chiseled abs and bulging biceps. He’s no slouch in the below-the-belt department.
No siree.
I’m not sure how much of him is even inside me, but I feel his huge length swelling more and more with each movement until I feel something literally has to give.
My virginity goes to him with a whimper. A little blood too, most of which I’m sure is under my nails, a little of the rich iron taste of him in my mouth once he claims me as his.
Both of us making such low moaning sounds, it’s almost like thunder in the huge room. Our pleasure, our relief echoing off the walls and filling my ears while he fills me with his rod.
My newest and most favorite thing ever?
I don’t even have to guess. And I’m glad I didn’t bring a huge amount of clothes with me.
If I have my way I’ll be spending as much time wearing Pearce just like this as I can, thank you very much.
If having him skin on skin, right on top of as well as inside me isn’t enough, I’m given a swift and not so brief lesson in how to take cock like a good little runaway.
Pearce starts slow, but it’s my body that ends up setting the pace.
I huff and I grunt, arching myself up to take all of him with every stroke before I decide the only way I can have him is in every way I can think of.
“Fuck me from behind,” I pant, slipping out from under him, surprising him by moving so quickly.
Presenting myself to him on all fours. My head turned to face him. My hair splayed across my back as I ask the magic word, jutting my ass out and opening myself for him to see.
“Please?” I beg him, already feeling my knees shudder and my hole quiver at the thought of that thick length reaching all the way up inside—
“Ugh! Fuck!” I exclaim. Pearce fills me balls deep in one thrust, stretching me as wide as he’s filled me deeply.
I grip the bedsheets with all my strength, my head thrashing back and forth as I feel his firm hands grip my hips.
His cock pulsing in time with each thrust as he marvels at my thick curvy body, bouncing on his dick from behind.
“You fuck like you want it,” he growls, a hand gripping my hair into a bunch between his fingers as he pulls my head back.
“I want it,” I tell him, grinding my teeth, wishing I was tighter, wishing he was deeper.
Needing to feel so much more of him until I realize it’s my own climax cannonballing me as he feels my whole body convulse.
My drenched pussy creams all over his thick cock as he slips in and out of me like a piston, already twitching with its own pre-climax.
Pearce swears loudly, ordering me to cream all over his cock as he joins my overwhelming climax.
The two of us share an intense release that I don’t know could ever be so good again.
But I’m already determined to find out.
I crane my neck to see Pearce’s face, and he lowers himself onto, covering my back, our mouths meeting as he kisses me.
His hands grip my breasts as I feel him still inside me, hard.
Never letting up even though I’m all his now.
He rolls me onto my side so I can play little spoon while he holds me.
His cock deep inside me like a valve, keeping me filled and safe.
Guaranteeing I’m his. His body telling mine that there’s still some work to do.
“I want your babies,” I tell him. Knowing what he’s thinking. Knowing what he’s doing and why.
“All those years ago?” he reflects. “I was waiting to start a family of my own. Was waiting for the one to come along. My queen,” he explains.
“But you ended up with some little stowaway instead, huh?” I ask jokingly.
He shakes his head and presses his lips to my neck, stroking my hair back.
