“Please,” she said breathlessly. “I’ve wanted you from the first time you touched me. Don’t make me wait. We can go slowly later. Right now I want you inside me.”
She pushed my hand down her pants, her moisture coating my fingers. I ran my thumbs up and down her slit, sliding in and out of her slick entrance. She groaned as she opened her legs wider. Her hands stroked my horns and nearly made me come undone.
“You’re too tight.” I slipped two fingers in and she bucked against me. Fuck! She felt so good, I wanted more. And I knew that I would never have enough of her.
"I want you inside me, deeper, more,” she growled.
Carefully, slowly, I eased the tip of my swollen cock into her. This was how far we’d gone last time—when I’d gotten her pregnant. Sweat rolled down my back. It took all of my strength not to bury myself inside her. To allow her to adjust to me as I eased in a bit more.
She squealed, clutching the base of my horns and bringing me down for a kiss. Then she thrust her hips upward. I sank into her and shuddered a breath.
“Too fast,” I whispered against her lips. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Then move. I want to feel you.” She kissed me and I obeyed.
I plunged in and out of her. She met me with each thrust, crying my name and mewling. Our bodies smacking together in a rhythm all our own.
I kissed her mouth, her neck, her breasts. I stroked her body, worshiping her. The wetter she got, the harder I fucked her. Her juices coated my shaft. Her body tightened around me, pleasure racing through me. Her body rocking against mine, my cock buried deep inside her.
She threw her head back, her body went rigid beneath me. I kept pumping until my own release spilled through. We held each other in the afterglow of our lovemaking.
“Well,” she traced her fingers up and down my chest, “the Roulex were certainly wrong about you. I’ve never cum so hard in my life.”
“Wait until I take my time with you.” I brushed a kiss over her lips. “You’ll cum so many times, I’ll make you lose count.”