When her shaking subsided, I kissed my way up her body to meet her lips.

"I love the way you do that," she whispered. "How do you make everything feel so filthy and wonderful at once?"

"It's not me, it's you, baby. And everything I feel for you. Both inside and outside this stunning body."

Running my hand along the curve of her hip, I nestled my hips between her thighs. "Do you want me, gorgeous?"

Her leg lifted as she wrapped it around my hip, her heel running along the back of my thigh. "You know I do."

Notching the thick head of my cock at her entrance, I slipped a hand under to grip the back of her hair. "I love you, Grace. I've never thought that I could be so possessive about someone. Don't worry, I'm going to make sure that you have your own life, your own career, and everything you want. But also? You're mine."

Those dreamy brown eyes blinked several times, then became glassy. "Sexy and balanced," she whispered as I began to penetrate her snug channel. "I think I'm going to keep you."

"Yes, you are."

It took a few moments and some shallow strokes, but soon her body welcomed my length so that I could take long, slow thrusts.

Grace seemed utterly lost in her pleasure, her delicate hands drifting over every bit of my skin that she could reach.

"You're so big," she breathed, as her back arched, hips shifted. The way she writhed under me made it hard to maintain any control. "There's just so much of you."

"Do you want me to back off, baby?"

Grace smiled wickedly. "No. I want every last inch of you."

Beautiful and a sexy vixen. My girl was perfect.

My deep, firm strokes bounced her slightly on the bed, propelling our bodies together and apart. I could feel the deep fluttering tingle inside her tight, wet pussy as her shoulders began to lock up.

Pulling Grace into my arms, I walked forward on my knees, still thrusting hard and deep as I rested her back against the tall headboard.

Her arms wrapped around the back of my neck as she began to ride me, moaning with pleasure as she ground herself against my body.

"I love you," she rasped, her breath uneven as my cock embedded itself so deep it shook her with every stroke.

"And I love you, baby. Until the end of time."

"Yes," Grace whispered, then she placed her forehead to mine and murmured the sexiest word I've ever heard. "Harder."

"Hold on tight, baby."

At that angle I was able to pin her completely against the headboard, holding her ass in my hands as I plunged deep, fast, claiming her body just as she was claiming mine.

With every caress, every gasp, we were completely in sync with each other. Creating an unbreakable bond.

Her sexy body felt so perfectly right against mine. My hunger for her was growing every single time we were together, and I didn't know if it would ever stop.

My cock sank inside her harder as I felt her squeezing around me, her pussy gripping me tightly.

Grace moaned against my mouth, half kissing me, half panting with desire. Plunging deep, I could feel that she was close. Her soft, curvy body tightened, then twitched from head to toe as she screamed her release.

It was too many sensations at once, and I lost control.

Pounding inside her dripping pussy, I groaned, nearly growling as I stared into her eyes. I couldn't form words, but hoped that she could feel everything I was thinking as my orgasm filled her with rope after rope of thick, wet heat.

"Yes," she cried, "that feels so good."

Grace's head fell back as she spasmed again, moaning as my cock thrust roughly into her pussy until every drop was drained from me.