"I've always been yours, you know." I whisper the words into his ears, feeling a tremor pass through me when he wraps his arms around my neck.
His touch is gentle, and he strokes my neck softly with his thumb. I whimper, my body spasming at the say he's looking at me.
He looks into my eyes before speaking, "You're taking me in." He grinds against me, and I smile.
"Yes, I am."
He lifts himself up from the bed, pulling his shorts down in one swift move. His boxers follow immediately. His cock springs up, and I look at it, suddenly apprehensive at the sight of his daunting member.
I moan, shifting on the bed as I imagine his cock pushing into me, claiming me.
I stand to meet him, my pussy dripping at the thought again. My hands go around his shoulders and he grabs hold of my ass again, two fingers sliding into my pussy. I moan, feeling myself coat his fingers, drip down my legs.
He pulls his fingers out, maintaining eye contact, and I sigh. Sad to lose his fingers and expectant of his pulsing member at the same time.
He opens his mouth, pulling his finger into my mouth and making a deep throaty sound as he sucks on it. I moan, looking into his eyes, feeling myself get wetter every second that passes.
When he's done he kisses me with all the force of an earthquake, pulling my hair down from behind me and sliding his tongue down my jaw, then my neck.
He focuses on my neck, biting and sucking until I'm a squirming mess in his hands, my knees weak.
I pull his face away for a second, breathing deeply as I turn him, pulling him onto the bed.
I step forward as he lets his back fall onto the mattress. I take his hand, positioning it on my stomach and straddle him.
His cock is inches from my throbbing pussy. My body is practically begging me for this.
I sit up, positioning my centre directly above him. His hand rests on my waist, the other one rising to grip my boob.
I lower myself after a second, feeling myself stretch around him, rocking my hips to get lower. The sensation of pleasure that engulfs me is mind-blowing.
I whimper, gasping and moaning as his voice joins mine. His moans are low at first, barely loud enough for me to hear but as I slide up and down his hard cock faster, he gets louder, his thrusts meeting mine, roughly.
He grabs my waist, arms tightening around me, and my moans get louder, my pussy drips, making it easier for me to slide up and down.
He pops my boob into his mouth, licking it like it's ice cream sundae. Biting on the nipple, until I scream with pleasure. His thrusts get harder, faster and I stop moving.
The force of his thrusts makes my boobs bounce in his face, and I shift, holding into both of them, enveloping his face in my cleavage.
My body starts shivering, gearing up. He lets go of my nipple for a moment, blowing air in it for a second, then kisses me gently, and that does it.
My release comes, leaving me a shaken and quivering mess. I let my head fall back, letting go of my boobs, every muscle in my body worn as the force of the orgasm racks through me. Tears fall from my eyes, but he doesn't stop.
His thrusts get harder, faster. More desperate. My body can't take this anymore. Then he cums, his cock driving deeper into me than ever before and shooting load after load of cum up my pussy.
After some seconds he falls back onto the bed, letting his head rest on a small pillow, while his cock is still deep in me. I snuggle up beside him, making sure not to let him slide out of me.
I love the warmth of his body, the ease with which he pulls me closer.
He lands a soft kiss on my cheek. "I love you, Lanie. And yes, I've always been yours too."
The end.