Page 35 of Stalker's Valentine

“You won’t.”

“You’re fucking tiny, baby.”

“But I feel so empty without you. Please, Merri,” she whined, and I pressed my lips against hers.

For a moment, we got lost.

Her tongue dipped into my mouth, seeking mine before I groaned and deepened the kiss. My hips rolled, and I thrust into her with one long stroke. Her pussy was so damn tight it almost didn’t let me through, not that it stopped me. Scarlett’s body molded around mine. I swallowed a whimper that only set me closer on edge when I broke through the barrier she’d saved for me.

“Mine,” I growled. “Mine. You’re mine, Scar. Finally!” I hoarsely rumbled.

“Yes!” she hissed. The heel of her foot pressed down on my lower back.

I was like an animal.

It was her first time. I should have slowed down, but it had been too long. Too much want had built up despite having just come all over her pjs in the dark like some Peeping Tom.

I couldn’t stop the way my hips sawed in and out of her tiny body. Pulling back enough to look at her and us connected made me almost cross-eyed. The sight was the most beautifully erotic thing I’d ever witnessed. The way her tight untouched kitty spread for me, taking every inch of me. Arousal and the evidence of her innocence coated my dick.

Unable to help myself, I tossed her legs up and over my shoulders, fucking her as deeply as I possibly could. Her nails embedded themselves deeply into the muscles at my shoulders before her hands wrapped around the back of my neck, and she started to scratch my back.

Scratches I’d wear like medals.

I had no idea how she could take me the way she was! Screaming in pleasure, crying out for more. All on her first time. But she did. She was like a dream.Mydream. She beggedand begged. Before I knew it, she was there, coming under me, her pussy milking me deeper and deeper into her body, silently begging for my seed.

And I was done.

Without warning or control, I came inside my sweetness’ body. Ribbon after ribbon of my release flooded her insides, painting them white with my cum. Exhausted, I fell forward, and her limbs, arms and legs, held on to me. When I finally regulated my breathing, I lifted my head up to look at her. Damn, she was pretty. Her dark eyes were shut, her breathing shallow. There was a smile on her gorgeous face all while my semi-hard dick was still inside her body.

“Fuck,” I cursed, watching her eyes sleepily open. “That was amazing.”

“Is it always like that?” Her voice was slightly hoarse.

“With us. Only with us.” And that was the motherfucking truth. Sex was just a release when you didn’t have it with your person, and she was mine.

Always, the animal in me growled.Forever.

I pushed myself off her, and she whined, “Don’t go.”

“I’m not, beautiful. I just need to see something.” I settled myself between her legs and pulled my dick out, watching my release trickle out. Creamy and thick. I was tempted to push it back into her to make sure it took. That one of my swimmers found its way to where it belonged.

“Fucking beautiful,” I commented, and when our eyes connected, she seemed a little more awake. Her face was flushed and her hair wild beneath her.

“You came inside me,” she whispered.

“I did.”

“Merri––“ she started to say, and I had a feeling I knew where it was going.

“I’m clean. I would never put you in harm’s way. If we make a baby, it would only make me happy, cutie. When I tell you I love you, I mean it. I want you. Forever. I’ve never said that to someone who wasn’t related to me. I know this is new, but you need to know where my head is at, and what I want. Eventually, when you are ready, though, honestly, I hope the sooner the better, I want a family.”

“I’m on the pill,” she said, and if I wasn’t mistaken, she almost sounded sad about it. I hid the proud smile I felt, fucking giddy I’d switched out the packet.

“Nothing is a hundred percent.” I shrugged off.Especially those pills.“Like I said, whatever happens, happens. No matter what, everything will be okay. Doesn’t change anything between us, okay?”

“Okay.”

“I love you, beautiful,” I whispered, my fingers stroking her labia. I didn’t miss the way her little hole clenched like it was trying to find me touch again.

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