have a family, to multiply our love all we can.
“Tell me,” he growls. “Tell me it’s what you want.” And I moan a loud answer.
“Yes, Eric. Yes. Give it to me, I’m yours.”
My hands find his hardness, and as he gently enters me, I tone sounds of relief, pleasure and amazement as I feel all of him gradually filling me until we’re locked together.
Eric holds himself still as I shudder and shake, his huge line of heat so far inside me I feel a climax coming almost straight away, but he’s shaking his head gently.
“You’ll come when I do. When I say so,” he says firmly, like a boss and I feel my whole body relaxing, the pressure subsiding just a little and daring me to move as I start to grind against his organ which feels a thousand times better than I thought it would.
“I want you to come inside me, Eric,” I moan, gripping the backs of his powerful forearms as he starts to stroke slowly in and out of me, making me lose myself in a new sensation I want to last forever.
Chapter Twelve
Eric
I feel like I’m about to lose all control, she’s so tight. So perfect. Just looking at her perfect body makes me want to…
But I know I can’t. I have to save it all for her, for our future family.
Hearing her tell me she wants it, wants what I want. Not just this perfect union, but the life, the family that goes with it. It’s music to my ears, to my very soul. Not that I had any doubts, but I know for sure Alyson and me, we’re destined to be great together.
Forever.
Once I’m fully inside her, it’s like something clicks. Like we both feel complete and all the pressure of an unexpected finish is suddenly a shared, purely sensual and erotic experience with no urgency but plenty of sensation and a sense of peace I’ve never known.
I could come in her any second and she could have her own finish, but we both want this to be special and once we get a rhythm going, Alyson takes to it like a duck to water.
Filling her from the front, I can tell she’s experiencing things like never before, but she’s also eager for more, and the prospect of taking her from behind makes me growl with delight.
The sight of her perfect ass bent over in front of me, her twitching pink hole and her smoky voice, begging me to fuck her now, to really give it to her is too much.
Almost too much. I grab her thick hips with both hands and flip her around, sucking in a breath as she guides me into her, making us both moan with satisfaction as I once again feel myself hitting her sweetest spot as soon as I’m all the way inside her.
Alyson likes it a little rough as much as she likes it slow and gentle. And in no time, she’s practically barking at me to give it to her harder.
Her ass pounds against my quads as I grip her harder, loving the feeling of her slamming against me, the sounds she makes with each thrust and most of all, how tight she feels against my cock which I know is reaching its time.
“Alyson,” I warn her, growling but she only grunts in reply, kicking up her pace a notch and clamping down on me even tighter, making me swear as I run a hand over her ass, watching her like poetry in motion.
Her grunts turn to moans, then quicken further as our bodies become a blur, until finally she gasps and I feel my balls stiffen, rising up as I grip her harder than ever.
We’re both silent for a second, the force of the beginning of our climax together so great that it leaves us unable to even make a sound until it starts to fully wash over us both.
I finally gasp in disbelief, and we both swear together as her whole body rocks and shakes as I feel my release pulsing deep inside her.
Just as I feel my own climax receding, I watch her hands grip the sheets and she stiffens all over again, her sweet tightness pulsing all over again as she climaxes again and again, starting to thrust herself back onto me like a woman possessed by the best kind of demon.
Holding her firmly in my grasp, I growl with satisfaction, because that’s what she is now.
A woman.
My woman and we’ve only