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She’s mine.

She must realize it too and braces herself against the mattress to withstand my drive inside her drenched pussy. Too deep in my head I didn’t even realize I’m pounding too deep into her. Claiming her in a way I never have any other woman. And never wanted to.

I remind myself this is for her and slow down, pulling her tighter, sliding my forearm under the back of her neck and my other hand behind her knee. Hugging her as I fuck her. Inhaling her scent that I swear smells like fucking candied apples. Worshiping her the way she should be by a man like me, who’s never held such sweet innocence in his hands.

“I wanted this...wanted you.”

Agony battles with conviction in her attempt to persuade me. I hate that she suffers, and I despise myself for being the one to cause it. Yet I’m grateful she trusts me to be the one to inflict the pain and hopefully ease her discomfort afterward. “I promise this will be the only time I ever hurt you. Every time from now on there will only be just pleasure.”

“It’s getting better, I swear. Please keep going.”

At least she’s not wincing any longer. Even if it’s not mind blowing, I can at least make it good and release her leg to start strumming her clit. She seems to like that a lot. A whole hell of a lot with her eyes drifting shut and her grimace turning into a gasp. Narrow hips lift, seeking more and a soft moan blows between her pink lips that I capture with my mouth claiming hers. We fall into a perfect rhythm, thrusting deeper and circling harder until finally her body stills and she cries out with pleasure again. Fucking glorious to my ears and I strain even harder for a repeat, relishing her calling out my name again as she falls over the edge. With a few more plunges, I’m gone too and finish inside her because my come doesn’t belong anywhere else but her womb.

She snuggles in, ravished and spent. I hold her tight and let her rest because I’m going to have to take her again in a few minutes. One time isn’t enough. Won’t ever be enough.

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