I waste no time readjusting her hips as I line myself up and pull her down on me. I watch where we’re joined and we both groan at the same time. My fat cock fills her tight little pussy as she blinks up at me. It’s always like the first time and I fucking love that.
“Your tight little pussy can’t get enough of my cock, baby girl.” I shove the rest of the way in. She grunts, falling forward into my neck as she bites down hard.
Our fucking has become more intense, and I love it when she marks me. I have hickeys and love bites all over me and I dig it. I like leaving marks for her between her legs, where only I can see them. It’s our thing.
“Oh, God, you’re so big…”
I grin. “You say that every time.”
“That’s because you are.”
“Ride me.” I move her up and down impatiently. “Ride the cum out of me, Bella. Fuck baby…”
She bounces up and down while I hold her, my fingers gripping into her hips. I watch her in complete awe. My baby girl. She’s put on a few needed pounds… Her body rounding out nicely. Her curves exactly how they should be. I love every inch of her.
I can’t get enough. We spent those first few weeks at home together while she recovered and I had to take time off with my injury, not that my shoulder was all that bad, but Cash insisted I take care of Bella and take some time off. So I did.
We talked. Fucked. Talked and fucked some more. And I’m more in love with her than ever. Jinx and Dex are doing good, and they’re both in love with Bella as much as I am.
She’s come out of her shell too, making decisions and not relying on me to make the first move. It’s taken time, and we’ve got a long way to go, but if anyone can break free of an awful past and live a bright and happy future, it’s Bella.
“I love you,” she croons.
She knows what that does to me.
“Say it again.”
“I love you, Priest.”
I bounce her harder. “Say it.”
“I love you!” She throws her head back as she comes hard and I don’t let up. I can’t get close enough. I flip us over so she’s on her back. I grab her legs and wrap them around me as I hang onto the end of the couch. I move my hips in and out faster and faster, rolling them as her pussy clenches around my dick. She’s like heaven.
“So beautiful,” I tell her. “I love you, I want to make you my wife.”
“Oh.”
“Tell me…”
“I want that, oh Priest. Yes… Yes!”
I throw my head back as I imagine her as my wife, my cum spurting violently inside her as I still. I don’t let go until I spill every damn drop inside her, hoping her contraception fails. I want babies. I want a family. I want it now because I’m an impatient bastard.
I collapse on top of her, burning my face into her hair.
“Did you mean it?” She gasps after a few moments. Our breathing is labored and we're both panting.
I ease off to look down at her. “Did I mean about you bein’ my wife?”
She nods. “Yeah.”
“You wanna do it?”
She bites her lip. “What if I did?”
“Then that would make me the happiest man in the world.”
“Do you want to be my husband?”