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“Please, Whit. I need this. I need you inside of me. I need you to fill me up. I need you to stretch my hole and fuck me until I feel like I can’t take it anymore. I need you. Please.” I give him another kiss, “Please.” I whisper.
Whitley doesn’t say anything. He nods and starts to stand. I lean back so my mouth doesn’t have to disconnect from his. When he breaks the kiss, he steps back to remove his clothes, and I scoot myself to the top of the bed.
I open my legs, and I start to play with myself. His eyes track my hand’s slow movement on my cock. His eyes hold fire in them, and he is ready to unleash it. I want him to. I want to feel the burns that he will give me. I crave them.
“Sandy,” he groans.
“I know. Come here. Please. Fill me up.”
Whitley crawls up the bed and my body, planting kisses along the way. When he gets to my mouth, our lips connect, and I can feel every ounce of love this man has for me. I can only hope that he feels the same.
“Whit. Please. Please. I’ll beg if you want me to, please.”
“Don’t worry. I’ve got you.”
I know that he does. I can feel it.
He reaches for the lube on the side table and leans back long enough to coat himself. He uses a little bit more to cover my hole. He applies pressure, and I let out a soft moan. This man is pure perfection. We’d taken so long to get to this step because he didn’t want to hurt me. He wanted my first time to be nothing but pure pleasure. He’s been taking care of me since before he was even mine.
“I love you, Whitley.”
He grips his cock and places the head at my hole. Leaning forward, his lips connect with mine in a sensual kiss. When he pulls back, as he pushes his head into me, he lets me know. “I love you too, Sandy. So fucking much.”
He bottoms out, and I arch my back off the bed, letting out a low moan. I feel a little bit of pressure but no pain. Everything he did for me to get me ready has paid off. My ass feels wonderful, and I think back to the moment he told me I would become a power bottom. We’ve barely gotten started, and I know that he’s right.
“Fuck. You feel so fucking good.”
“Yeah? So do you. Move Whit. I need you to fuck me.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.” The concern in his voice makes me fall harder. I wasn’t sure how that was possible, but it is.
“You won’t. Trust me. I’ll tell you to stop if it becomes too much. Please.”
He kisses me again as he pulls out and slams back in. This has me releasing a low moan and clawing at his back. He continues to pound into me, giving me everything that he can. He feels so fucking good. I don’t want it to stop.
He shifts and immediately starts pegging my prostate.
“Oh. Fuck! Fuck. Don’t stop. Oh, god. Fuck!”
My body is straining. I am high as a fucking kite. The wind in my sails is the pure, electric pleasure that Whitley is giving me.
“Whitley. Fuck, Whit. I’m gonna come.”
“Yes, baby. Milk my cock.”
He starts to pound into me harder, and it only takes a few more pumps for my cock to burst—hands-free—between our bodies.
“Yes. Fuck, Sandy. Your ass is strangling me. You want my cum to fill your hole?”
“Yes, yes.” I nod, “Give it to me. I want it dripping out of me.”
Whitley lets out a loud groan and then stills, filling me with his cum. Claiming me from the inside out.
His forehead comes down and connects with mine. I tilt my head up, so my lips connect with his.
“I love you.”
I can hear the love he has for me in his voice. There is no doubt in my mind that this man loves me. There’s also no doubt in my mind that I love him just as much.
