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He lays into me with renewed enthusiasm, fingers working in my pussy, his tongue against my clit, his lips sucking and teasing.
He's not being gentle—he's treating me like I'm his and making sure I know my place.
I don't object.
I fucking love it.
I claw at his hair, holding him to me, my body beginning to writhe and shake as I come closer and closer. He increases his rhythm, his tongue constantly teasing my clit, and then I'm coming, and he doesn't stop, and I'm coming again and again.I can hear myself moaning and panting and groaning his name, and every time I say it, he groans and presses his face harder into my pussy.
"Ryan," I gasp. "I can't...I can't do it again..."
"Yeah, you can," he says. "Come for me."
He doesn't stop. He doesn't fucking stop. He knows I'm on the edge, and he keeps going, licking my pussy and sucking on my clit until I'm screaming his name, and I'm coming harder than I ever have in my life, and I feel like I'm collapsing into myself like there's nothing left of me but pleasure.
"That's my girl," he whispers against my skin when my body finally stops shuddering, and I'm left gasping for breath, my body covered in a delicate sheen of sweat. He kisses my belly. "I love you, baby."
He crawls over me and presses his lips against mine, and I can taste myself on him. He tastes like me, and I love it. We kiss slowly, almost hungrily, and then he pulls back to position himself at my entrance.
No condom necessary.
We already got pregnant.
Ryan thrusts inside me, and I groan and throw my head back, clawing at his muscled back. He kisses my throat, whispering something in my ear that I can't quite make out but that I'm sure is the perfect combination of filthy and romantic. When he's inside of me, filling me up, I'm not even sure this can be real. I don't know if I'll wake up tomorrow and realize I was just dreaming, but right now, I don't fucking care.
"You feel so fucking good," he whispers.
"You, too," I groan.
I've never felt like this before. Like I'm home, and safe, and cherished. I run my hands down his back and over his ass, pulling him closer, whimpering as he thrusts into me.
"Is it okay?" he asks.
I nod, opening my eyes to meet his. "It's better than okay," I whisper. "It's perfect."
I want to do this forever. I want to wake up every morning and see his handsome face, and I want to spend every afternoon and every evening with him, and I want to fall asleep with him every night. I want to raise our kids together. He's everything I want, and he's about to give me a baby.
"That's how I feel about you," he whispers, and then he begins to move faster.
I never thought I would feel this way again. I thought being with Ryan was just a dream, a fling, and never something that was really possible. And now I get to wake up every morning and feel his arms around me, and I get to feel his lips on mine, and I get to feel his cock inside of me. I'm never going to take this for granted. I'm never going to do anything to jeopardize this.
"Fill me up," I groan. "I want to feel you come inside me."
He pushes into me harder, his hands on my ass, his face buried in my neck.
"I love you," I breathe, and he smiles as if he can't believe his ears.
"I love you, too," he whispers, then loses himself in me.
His thrusts are hard and fast and deep, and soon, I'm screaming his name, my fingers clawing at his back as I come.
He pulls me against him, pinning me down and holding me tight as he fucks me, our bodies rocking together until I'm breathless, and he's groaning my name and shuddering.
I wrap my arms around him, holding him to me as his cock pulses inside of me, filling me with his seed. When he collapses on top of me, I run my fingers through his hair, and he looks up at me with such intensity and love that I feel like I'm about to burst.
"I love you," he whispers, and I smile even though my eyes are damp.
"I love you, too," I whisper.
