“Oh my God, yes,” she moaned, pressing her hips up to meet my hand as I ran my finger along her pink folds, spreading her lips until her tender little clit was exposed. I wanted to touch it, to taste it, to massage it with my fingers and my tongue for hours until she was dripping wet and begging for me—but I knew I wouldn’t last that long. Not with the way she was already moaning and bucking against me.
I needed to be inside her, and I needed it now.
Moving closer, I ran the head of my cock up and down along her folds, parting those juicy, wet lips and plunging in as far as she could take me, loving the way my cock made her toss her head back and gasp as it filled her.
I let one hand move back to her clit, back to stroking and rubbing and teasing as I started to thrust in and out of her tight, hot pussy. Christ, it felt like heaven, better than I could’ve even imagined, and I cursed myself for waiting so long to finally tell her how I felt. She knew now, though, and even though we’d lost days or weeks or months by not talking about our feelings sooner, I was determined that we would make up for lost time.
Starting tonight.
“Fuck me, Angel,” she moaned, slamming her body against my cock as it dove into her again and again. “Just… like… that… fuck.”
With my free hand, I reached down to pull her up, leaning in to kiss her even as I began to thrust harder, faster, longer into that sweet pussy that had seemed made just for my cock.
“You’re gonna make me come, baby,” I growled, using my teeth to gently nip at her bottom lip as she smiled up at me.
“I want you to come,” she panted. “To come with me… right… now…”
And that was all I needed to hear.
With another deep thrust, I felt the orgasm that had been building inside me start to release, and my hips bucked wildly as it rushed through me, filling her until she cried out, her muscles tightening around my shaft as she lost herself in her own climax.
Finally, I collapsed onto the bed next to her, content to kiss her forehead, her cheeks, her beautiful neck as my cock still pulsed inside of her.
“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to do that,” I said, watching as her eyelids became heavy.
She smiled and nodded. “I think I have a pretty good idea. And I’m pretty sure you made a game of keeping me waiting, too.”
“Not a game, baby.” I laughed and kissed her again. “I promise it wasn’t a game. I only wanted you to love me, to be mine.”
“And I do,” she whispered, her eyes closing at last as she nuzzled against my chest. “And I am. Yours. Completely.”
In that moment, everything in my life was perfect.
Bella was mine, and I was hers.
After everything we’d been through together, we had finally made it. We were finally happy.
Together.