“I’m a virgin, but I’m not on the pill…”
“Good,” I said. “I want to fill you with my cum and watch that pretty belly grow.” Covering Sonia’s body with mine, I parted her lips, falling into a kiss so hungry that I felt like I’d gone mad. “You’re so fuckin’ beautiful. Baby, this might hurt a little. Your pussy is so tight, and my cock is huge. I promise I’ll try to take it slow.”
“I’ll be okay. I want this. I want you.”
“I want to make this last, but I need to be with you, baby. I need to fuck you and hear you screaming my name.”
“Fuck me, Tristen,” she whispered.
I fisted my cock and brought it to the entrance of her warm pussy, rubbing it along her slit from her cunt hole to her clit.
“Tristen, please…”
“Please what, Princess? Tell me what you want.”
“Please fuck me,” she said clearly.
With those words, I gently glided my cock into her virgin cunt, knowing I was the only man who would ever have her. “Whose pussy is this?”
“Yours,” she gasped, her nails scraping my back and digging into my flesh. “Fuck!”
“You okay?” I asked, worried I might have hurt her.
“Yes,” Sonia moaned, adjusting herself. “More than okay.”
Her hips moved in unison with mine. The rhythm was intense.
“Your cunt feels so fuckin’ good. So fuckin’ wet.”
Sonia bit her bottom lip, her sexy body covered in a sheen of sweat, her sweet tits jiggling as my cock pounded into her sweet pussy. I bent, latching onto her nipple and sucking hard. “Fuck, you’re so fuckin’ sexy.”
Sonia pulled me to her. “Harder. Fuck me harder.”
I kept up the rhythm and watched, captivated, as my beautiful girl closed her eyes and screamed.
“I’m gonna cum!”
I slid my hand between our bodies and rubbed her clit as I continued to fuck her cunt. “Come for me, baby. Soak my cock with that sweet pussy juice.”
Sonia’s cunt clenched on my cock, and she moaned. I lowered my head, taking her mouth. “I love you,” I groaned as I came inside her.
“I love you, too,” she whispered, her arms circling me tight.
That was the moment I knew. Some would call me crazy, but I knew then—I probably knew the first day I saw her—Sonia was meant to be mine, and I was meant to be hers.
“Marry me.”
Sonia froze. “What?”
“I love you. I want to have babies with you, many babies. I want to give you everything you could ever dream of. I want to grow old with you. I want you, Sonia. Forever.”
She didn’t answer right away. Fear clutched me in its grasp. The thought that she would say no was like a knife to my heart.
“Yes.”
Hearing that one word was like winning the lotto. Becoming the king of the world. All the cliché expressions of happiness rolled into one.
Sonia was addictive. Every inch of her was mine.