Mine.
The word repeated through my mind as I looked up Emery’s body. Legs bent, knees spread, she smiled at me with a confidence that stole my breath. So fucking gorgeous, my girl. So amazing.
Unable to hold myself back, I kissed a path up Emery’s hip. She was mine to kiss, to touch, to fuck…to love. I was going to take my time tonight, was going to make things good for her first time. But I wasn’t kidding about practicing—by the time her little body was ready to carry a baby, I’d be fucking this girl how I wanted. How I knew we’d both enjoy. Hard, fast, twisted into positions that put pressure on her clit so she could come quickly, with me pounding deep inside her pussy. All so I could get my seed in her. The primal urge to give her a baby too strong to resist.
“John.” Emery’s whiny moan as I licked a path to her belly button only made me smirk. She was definitely a needy little thing, which made me feel like a man. Like a protector. I wanted to be needed, wanted to know my woman enjoyed everything I did to her body and craved more. I’d give it to her. I’d tease her all night if she asked.
Hell, I’d do it if she didn’t.
“Yes, sweet girl?” I slid my hands up her thighs, nudging her to spread a little more. To shift until my hips could fit between. Inching my way up her body toward her strawberry-tipped breasts.
“I’m ready. I wanna feel you inside me.”
“I know you do. But I’m having fun.” I groaned when I finally reached my destination. Her breasts were so plump and firm. I’d had dreams about them, had fought touching them for months. I wasn’t fighting anymore. I licked my way up one soft, full tit, circling her nipple but not touching the hard tip. Teasing her. Watching as she writhed and frowned and tried to move me into the position she wanted me.
Not happening.
“Do you have any idea how many times I’ve thought about fucking your tits since I’ve been back?”
I leaned up on my elbow, massaging one breast while rubbing my thumb back and forth across her nipple. Emery had gone still, the only sound her heavy breathing. Her eyes locked on mine, dark and filled with lust. Apparently, titty-fucking was something she was open to. Interesting.
But she hadn’t answered me, so I flicked her nipple. “Do you?”
Emery jumped and moaned, her head tipping back and her knees coming up to squeeze me along my ribs. “No. Tell me.”
Good girl. “Every fucking day. That fantasy was usually the one I gave myself over to in the shower.” I licked up her breast again, this time laving across her nipple. Sucking on it enough to get her moaning. “I’d soap up my cock and think of you kneeling before me, think of you looking up at me with those big, hazel eyes. Would they be more green that day, or brown? I never knew, but your tits would be full and ready, your little hands holding them together so my cock could have a nice, tight home. I’d slide between them, the tip of my cock moving up your sternum with every push while you tried to lick the tip.”
Her nails bit into my back, dragging a hiss from between my lips. I had her worked up, had her clinging to me, digging her heels into my ass and trying to pull me where she wanted me. But not yet.
“Would you let me do that someday, sweet girl?” I suckled her nipple, pulling it between my teeth as I slid three fingers between her breasts and moved them up and down at a maddeningly slow pace. “Would you push these pretty tits together and let me fuck them? Use your body to please me until I came all over that pretty face?”
“Anything, John. I’d do anything with you—everything.”
I groaned, rocking my hips into hers as I gripped and sucked on her breasts. So soft, so fucking perfect. Em wrapped her body around mine, pulling me closer, hanging on to me by my hair so she could try to direct me. Tugging to the point of pain, which only made my cock harder. I used to think I should shave my hair off into the Marine high and tight, but so long as my woman used it to get her pleasure? I’d wear that shit as long as she wanted.
“Need to feel you. Please.”
Yeah, she wasn’t talking about my hair right then.
“Gonna fill you up,” I mumbled, the actions of talking and kissing running together until my words were little more than a murmur against her flesh. “Gonna work this pussy over until I can slide in all the way, until you can take every inch of me and love it. Then I’m going to come inside you. Keep you dripping with my seed until we make a baby. Is that what you want, sweet girl? You want me to fill you until you don’t have room for another drop?”
“Oh my God, yes.”
Fuck, I couldn’t wait another second. As much as I wanted to get her off again, I needed to be inside her. Needed to cure the ache in my cock. I claimed her mouth in a strong kiss, groaning as she opened to me immediately. I slid my hand down her body and between her legs. So fucking wet. So hot. There’d be no long, drawn-out fucking tonight. Not with how wound up I was for this girl. Not the first time, at least.
My hand hit wet cotton beneath her, and I groaned loud and long as my hips responded of their own volition. Seeking her warmth.
“You’re so wet for me, you’re soaking the sheets.” I notched my cock at her entrance, holding myself in place as I rubbed my thumb over her clit. “Can’t wait until it’s my come leaking out of you.”
“No more teasing.” She curved into me, forcing me another inch inside of her, and I gave up all control. I thrust once, twice. Seesawing my way inside, capturing her whimper in my mouth and rubbing her clit with my thumb to keep her focused on the pleasure instead of any pain. I couldn't remember if I’d ever been with a virgin, but I’d heard enough stories. I knew it might not be pleasant for her at first. I’d have to fight my instincts. Have to hold still until she gave me some sort of signal she wanted more, no matter how hard I was to fuck her. I needed to—
“Oh God. I didn’t know—nothing’s ever…” She tightened her legs around me and tilted her hips. My cock slipped in a little more, my body following hers, and she moaned as if my being inside her was the best fucking thing she’d ever felt. “It’s so good.”
Signal received. I pulled out slowly, thrusting deep again and twisting my hips against hers. Emery groaned, her hands shaking on my arms, her legs squeezing around my waist. Holding me to her. Fuck, this wasn’t what I’d expected from a virgin at all. She seemed to like what I was doing to her, seemed to want more and harder and faster, which was good. Because I wasn’t stopping unless she told me to.
“Can’t fucking believe you’re so tight,” I mumbled. “Want to feel you come on my cock, sweet girl. Want you to strangle it so I know you’ve gotten yours.”
“Just—” Another moan, this one deeper and longer. “A little…faster…”
I pounded harder, circling her little clit in the same rhythm. Working her body with mine until she locked her muscles down. Until her walls clenched so hard around my cock, I was afraid to move, to pull out even an inch for fear of not being able to get back inside. Amazing. Fucking amazing. And completely mine.
When she started to relax, I pumped hard and fast again until I reached my own end. Until I came in long, hot spurts inside of her. Until I filled her up as we both wanted. Until my seed was planted deep inside of her, her womb bathed in my come.
And fuck, did I want to go again immediately at that thought.
“Holy shit, I didn’t know it’d be like that.”
I dropped my head to her chest, lightly biting her breast to get her to yelp. “I think we’ve got this sex thing pretty well worked out.”
“Does that mean no more practicing?”
I rolled us over, grabbing her by the hips to keep us together. Loving how wet our connection was. That it was both of us. “Do you want to stop practicing?”
“Hell no.”
“Good, because I’ve got plans for you.”
“What kind of plans?”
I yanked her down by her neck for a kiss before nudging her until she sat up. “I want to watch you ride my cock.”
She placed her hands on my chest, a move that pushed her breasts together and reminded me of my shower fantasy.
“And I still want to titty-fuck you.”
“Just those two things and then we’ll be done practicing?” Her voice teased, her words said in jest, all while she rotated her hips and made me want to flip her and fuck her senseless again.
“Not even close.” I tugged her wrist until she fell onto my chest, until I could rub my nose against hers and hold her to me. “I want to make love to you in the shower. I want to fuck you on the kitchen counter. I want to eat that sweet pussy every single morning before breakfast. I want to finger you while we’re in the car and sneak you into the firehouse so I can pump you full of my come in the fire truck.” I kissed her lips again, unable not to. Needing her close so she could hear my words. “And I want to put a baby in you. I want to watch you swell with my child. I want to rub your tired legs at the end of a long day and play with your sensitive nipples until I make you come over and over again. I want to be there when this baby is born, and every one after that. Want to be the first man to hold them all. I want everything with you. Every moment, every memory, every fantasy. All of it.”
“John.” Her voice sighing my name made me want to kiss her all soft and sweet, so I did. A lot. For long stretches of time. Long enough for me to grow hard inside of her once more. For her to start to wiggle over my hips and groan at the contact.
“Ride me,” I whispered against her lips. “Ride me like my cock is the only thing you want. Like I’m the only thing you want.”
“You are. You’re the only one I’ve wanted for so long.”
“Show me, sweet girl.” I pushed her up, holding on to her hips as she groaned at how deep I slid inside her. “Get yourself off on my cock while I watch. Make me yours like I made you mine.”
She dug her fingers into my chest, making me buck. Making me groan as she whispered, “I’ve been yours for a long time. You just didn’t know it.”
Oh fuck. There was no way I was lasting. Not with the view of her on top of me, those hazel eyes I loved so much closed in pleasure. Not with her tits swinging in my face.
Not with all the things I still wanted to do with her playing out in my mind.
“I’m all yours, Em. Whatever you need. Whatever you want. Yours.”
And I was. As much as she was mine, I was hers. And I’d do anything to keep her.