Once we’re both free of the restrictions, our mouths crash together in a manic kiss. Teeth and tongue. Hurried, openmouthed kisses. Hungry and dirty. No playing around. Just pure, strong need.
My hands slide down the curve of her ass to the back of her silky thighs.
I open her wider for me, but there is no need. She’s so soaked and hot my dick slides easily inside her to the hilt. We both groan in unison at the feel of her pussy wrapped tightly around my dick.
Home.
I’m finally home.
“So good,” I pant once I’m fully inside.
I almost forgot how it feels to be together like this. United in the most primal, basic way possible with the person you love. Two people, but one mind, heart, and soul. There is nothing that can compare to that feeling. Nothing remotely similar. It bares you in the most intimate way possible. It makes you vulnerable, but at the same time strong.
“Don’t stop.” Her hands grip my shoulders, nails digging into my skin to the point they’re drawing blood. “Don’t you dare stop.”
I walk us to the wall so I have necessary leverage. Pulling slowly out so only the tip of my dick is left inside, I slam back inside. Over and over again. My thrusts become harder and faster.
Anabel kisses me all over my face and upper body. Her lips marking every inch of my skin.
“I love you, William,” Anabel half sighs, half moans.
I love the way she says my name. A little gasp that parts those raw pink lips. She marks me with her words, her touch, her kiss. There is no woman like her.
No woman like Anabel Majer.
No other woman for me.
“I love you more, Tink.”
Then I really go at it. Pushing inside her so hard and fast you can hear our bodies hitting the wall and squeaking of sweaty skin against sweaty skin.
I thrust inside her until my name falls off her lips in a moan, and I can feel her pussy clench around my dick hard, pulling me over the edge along with her. Milking me so hard there’s nothing left inside me. She took it all.
My body.
My mind.
My heart.
My soul.
It’s all hers, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.