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Fleur stayed in place, her curvy body waiting for me. Using my knees, I separated her legs and steered my cock into position. Fisting my hand into her hair, I held her in place when I gently entered her body.
Fleur’s mouth fell open and a sweet sound of pleasure came from her throat.
“Good girl.” I rocked in and out of her, stretching her walls to accommodate all of me until I was pressed to my hilt.
“Careful.”
“Does it hurt?” I pulled back a little. “It’ll get better when you’ve had a few of our babies.” I wasn’t beyond bringing up her biggest dream and letting her know I wanted more from her than just sex.
“Max… don’t.”
I growled and bored my hands into her hips. “Stop fighting our attraction. I’m giving you time to get used to the idea, but soon we won’t need any fucking condoms.”
“I told you I’m not interested in a relation...”
She never finished her sentence because I stopped her by pulling out and ramming inside her.
“Ahh!” Her head leaned back with a cute moan.
I was an experienced lover and took my time to please Fleur. This was my chance to show her that our age difference didn’t mean a thing. Our moans and the car rocking woke up some of the sleeping lions outside, who came to investigate, sniffing the air.
“Do they know what we’re doing?” I panted while I continued fucking Fleur.
“I’m not talking to them right now. I’m a little distracted by you, but they probably smell the hormones we’re releasing.” She got up on all fours when I lifted her hips, which allowed me to pound even harder and deeper.
“Oh my God.” Fleur met my thrusts and when her moans rose, she kept begging, “More… harder, yeeess…”
Usually, I was good at controlling when I wanted to come, but I’d been fantasizing about Fleur for months and now that I was finally merged with her in real life, all my nerve cells were screaming for release.
Pinning her wrists above her head, I coaxed, “Come for me, Fleur. Let go.”
Fleur’s panting intensified and after another excruciating minute of moving in and out while trying to ignore the pressure in my ball sack, she finally pressed her face against my shoulder, using my flesh to dampen her scream as her body convulsed in her orgasm.
“That’s it, baby, come for me.” I tightened my grip on her wrists and felt her sweet pussy milk me. There was no way I could hold back any longer. I was reduced to acting like the male lion, holding on to my female with an iron grip making sure she stayed in place. My hips were working on automatic, the sound of flesh meeting flesh creating a soundtrack that I hoped to replay many times with her.
“Oh, Max… ohhh…” Fleur’s sweet moan made me push deep and shoot my load into the condom with a roar of victory.
Her back was glistening with sweat and she was panting hard, still on all fours in front of me.
Holding on to the condom, I pulled out as she lay back down on her stomach, her body relaxed and her lips smiling in her post-orgasmic state.
I tied a knot on the condom and placed it next to her face before falling to my back trying to catch my breath.
For a while, we didn’t speak, but then I turned and saw her staring at the full condom. “Does it make you think?”
Her eyes met mine.
“We want the same thing, Fleur.”
“Sex?”
I smiled. “Sex is definitely part of the package, but we could be so much more if you’d give me a chance.”
“I thought I just did.”
Propping myself on my elbow, I spoke in a more serious tone. “So, can I dismiss what you said about not wanting a relationship?”
She groaned and scratched her earlobe. “Just because we’re compatible sexually doesn’t mean we’ll be good as a couple. I swore never to be controlled by a man again.”
