As much as I wanted Roxie’s hands on me, her mouth, her pussy clamped around my cock, right now I was going to come if I didn’t stop her.

I wanted this to last, wanted to make her get off, to feel so fucking good she cried out my name. But if I let myself go, just released that rope I held on to so tightly, I wasn’t going to last five fucking minutes.

I stared down at her for long seconds. She was so beautiful, and it was hard for me to realize she was really here with me. Her skin was flawless, her flesh unmarred, no ink, no marks. She was the opposite of me, soft and sweet where I was hard and rough.

“I’m ready for you,” she whispered. “I’ve been ready for you my entire life.”

My cock jerked at her words. My balls were drawn up tightly to my body, and I knew once I was in her, I’d explode in a matter of minutes.

I reached out and ran my finger over her lips, pulling her bottom one slightly down and letting go so her succulent flesh went back into place.

“Come here,” she said softly and pulled me down close, our mouths inches apart.

I rested my forehead on hers and closed my eyes, just breathing the same air as she did. I was so tense, so hard. My muscles were contracted, my body ready to take hers.

“Do you know what you do to me, Roxie?”

She smiled up at me. “Do you know what you do to me?”

I exhaled in pleasure. I’d fall to my knees and worship, give her the world if that’s what she wanted. I’d do anything to make sure she was happy with me, that she stayed by my side.

My cock was so damn hard, and pre-cum was a constant at the tip of my shaft. This went above everything or anything I could have ever imagined.

I just stared at Roxie, her face flushed, her pupils dilated. Her mouth was red and swollen from my kisses, and I wanted them like that always.

“I’ll never get enough of you.”

She moaned after I spoke.

When it came to Roxie, I was a possessive bastard. Even before she became mine, I was obsessed, going all caveman on her, wanting her for myself.

I reached down and placed my hand on her pussy, my fingers touching her clit and lips, her gasp filling my ears. I was being a bastard right now, wanting her to tell me she was mine, that her body was mine to touch, to kiss, to love.

“This is mine, isn’t it?” I spanned my hand over her cunt, her heat and wetness making my cock jerk.

“Yes, only yours.” She started breathing harder.

“Say it again,” I demanded.

“You own it. You own me.” She looked right into my eyes, her focus clear. “But you’re mine the same as I’m yours.”

I grunted.

“Yeah I am, baby.” I growled low, like some kind of fucking animal. I was just teasing her clit, letting her feel me. I rubbed that bundle back and forth and watched the pleasure move across her face. “No one will ever know what you feel like.”

While I rubbed her clit, I moved my thumb down to her pussy hole, teasing the entrance, gently dipping it in, making her feel me there too.

“How good does that feel, baby?”

“So good.” Her voice was breathless.

My chest tightened at hearing her words.

I leaned down again, taking her mouth in another hard, deep kiss. She opened her mouth wider for me, and I plunged my tongue inside. I needed my cock in her pussy now. I needed to take her virginity, and I needed her to take mine.

“Spread wider for me,” I moaned against her mouth. This needed to be good for her, slow for her.

I reached between us once more to grab my cock, rubbing the tip up and down her pussy.

“You’re so big, so hot.”

I pressed my hips tighter against hers.

“All because of you, baby.” I was losing my fucking mind, but God, I wanted oblivion.

“I am so wet for you,” she moaned.

I clenched my eyes shut. “Your words alone could make me lose it.” I thrust all my inches into her, then retreated, back and forth over and over again. She was so hot, so primed for me.

She had her nails on my skin, the flesh giving way. I liked the pain, craved it. I’d inadvertently hurt her, and I wanted her to transfer that pain to me. If I could have taken it all from the very beginning, I would have.

She looked up at me, her eyes wide, her mouth parted. I slammed into her especially hard, and she gasped.

I stilled.

“I’m sorry, baby. Too much? Please tell me you’re okay.” I leaned down, kissed her, and wished I could make this perfect for her. I’d ask her over and over again, never hearing it enough that she was okay.

“I’m okay, and this is perfect. It feels good.” She smiled at me. “Keep going.”

I started moving in and out of her slowly, gently, trying to be as easy as I could. My pleasure built to an all-consuming level, to a point I couldn’t even think straight, couldn’t breathe.

I had my hands on the bed beside her head. My biceps and forearms were clenched tight, my upper body braced, holding myself up over her. I thrust in and out, my balls slapping the soft skin of her ass every time I pushed inside.

I needed to fill her with my seed, make her take all of it. I needed to lean back and watch it slip from her pussy when I pulled out.

I wanted her to be marked by me in the most primal, basic of senses.

“Fuck, Roxie. Oh shit.” The feeling of her cunt squeezing my cock and the look of pure adoration and ecstasy on her face sent me perilously close to the edge.

I looked at her breasts, the large mounds shaking as I fucked her. Her nipples were red, her chest pink from her arousal.

“God, yes, Axel.” She breathed out those three words.

I leaned down and licked her nipple, dragging my tongue along the stiff peak until she arched for me.

She tasted so sweet, so fucking good. I pulled one hard tip into my mouth and sucked, the little peak stiff.

She breathed hard, the soft sounds leaving her telling me she liked what I did, that she craved more.

There was no way I could control myself.

I sat back on my knees, placed my hands on her inner thighs, spread her legs, and stared at her pussy.

Mine.