I wanted to show her what a man could do to her, what I could do to her.

I wanted to show Sabine how good I could make her feel, that with me she’d never want for anything, not even the physical aspects.

I wanted her, was about to have her body, but I wanted her heart, as well.

I paid special attention to her breasts, making the tight skin at the peaks red and wet from my ministrations. She was panting and moaning, and I broke away, needing to swallow her sounds, take them into myself.

This was what I’d wanted from the moment I realized I couldn’t let her be with anyone else, that I wanted her as mine.

Her heart.

Her body.

Her passion.

Staying away for all these years had been the hardest damn thing I’d ever done in my life.

I cupped her face and smoothed my thumb along her bottom lip until it popped out slightly. “I’ve wanted you since your eighteenth birthday, Sabine, since you graduated high school.” I stared in her eyes, letting her know this was serious; this was the truth and reality.

“Our age difference doesn’t bother you?” she whispered, her mouth slightly parted, her sweet breath moving along my cheek.

“Age is just a number, and you’re the one that makes me harder than fucking steel.” I ground my cock into her leg, proving my point. “From the moment I realized I wanted you,” I smoothed my fingers down her neck to rest at the feather necklace, “I haven’t been with another woman in years.” I looked into her eyes to gauge her reaction. “I haven’t wanted another woman, Sabine.”

She was breathing harder. She looked so fucking gorgeous, the raven fall of her hair spread out over my pillow like spilled ink.

“The only woman I want to be buried inside of is you.” What I wanted was her under me and giving herself over so there was no doubt she was mine. “Now that I have you, that I know you want this, I’m not letting you go.” And I fucking wasn’t. “You’re mine, Sabine.”

I moved my thumb along her bottom lip again, transfixed by the sight of me pulling the soft, pink flesh down.

“I want to be yours. I’ve always been yours.”

Yeah, she fucking had.

The vulnerability and innocence on the surface of her face slammed into me fast and hard.

“You know I’ll take care of you.” I didn’t state it like a question.

“Yes,” she whispered.

“You were mine before I could even accept it myself, Sabine.”

Her breath hitched, and I leaned down and took her mouth in a kiss again.

It wasn’t soft, wasn’t gentle. I gave her what we both needed. I listened to her soft moans, her verbal and nonverbal pleas for more. All I wanted to do was make her feel fucking incredible.

Once I claimed her, fucked her until she couldn’t even walk straight tomorrow, she’d be mine. I couldn’t stop until she knew she was mine.

After several seconds, I broke the kiss, needing this to go further than what we did now. Her lips were swollen, red, and wet.

“You’re the only thing that fucking matters, Sabine.” I slipped my hand behind her head and gripped the base of her skull. “This can be so damn easy.” My mouth was still close to hers, but I didn’t kiss her again. I felt her breasts against me. They were big and round, and my cock gave a mighty jerk. I pressed my dick against her again, letting her feel the stiffness of it, letting her know the ten inches that would be buried in her cunt in a matter of minutes.

“I’m going to make you feel so fucking good, Sabine.”

“Hugo… be with me already.”

I growled out low. “I’m going to show you how a real man takes care of his woman.”

“Kiss me again.”

I did just that.

Our tongues slid along each other, frantic, heated, and full of need. I was hard, so hard for her that I found myself grinding my erection against her inner thigh, needing some friction.

She was pliant in my arms, pressing her breasts against my chest, her nipples hard, her arousal coating the air. I felt drunk for her.

She lifted her hips slightly, her pussy rubbing along my leg. I needed to get undressed, to be just as bare as she was. I shifted from her and started undoing the buttons of my shirt. I tossed the material to the floor once it was off and stood up to work on my pants. My cock was hard, aching, and I needed to have the fucker free … needed to have it deep inside of Sabine.

Once I was just as naked as she was, I grabbed my cock and started stroking myself, just looking at her laid out for me. She licked her lips slowly and lowered her eyes to my cock.

“That’s it,” I murmured. “Watch as I fucking jerk off because I can’t control myself.” It turned me on knowing she watched. “You want these ten inches in you, Sabine?”

Her eyes were slightly wide, and I couldn’t help but feel a surge of pleasure at that fact.

“I could take every part of you right now.” I moved a step closer. “And it still wouldn’t be enough. It’ll never be enough.” I gave my cock one more stroke before letting the hard, thick, and long shaft go. I moved back onto the bed and curled my fingers against her side. There might be marks in the morning, but I wanted that brand of ownership, that slight discoloration that would let me know she was mine.

And I’d be the only one that saw them because she was mine.

“I don’t want any other male looking at you, Sabine,” I whispered against her throat. “I don’t want them touching you, even if it’s innocent.”

She moaned and arched up into me.

“These little bruises that might show up…” I added a little more pressure to her hips, loving that she grabbed my biceps and dug her nails in. “These little marks will be for my eyes only, because you and I will both know how you got them.” I pulled back and looked down at her. “We’ll know that our passion was too fucking great.”

She nodded slowly, and I looked down at where she had her nails in my bicep. I’d have marks, too, it seemed, and God, did that turn me on. My dick punched forward even harder. I moved my mouth to the base of her neck, and I felt her pulse beating rapidly. I licked and sucked at the spot, drawing the blood up to the surface and marking her there, too.

I wanted her screaming my name as I filled her with my huge cock.

“I want to go further, baby. I want to be so deep in you we are one.”

“Don’t stop.” She slanted her mouth on mine and speared her tongue between my parted lips. She acted desperate for me, and fucking hell, was I desperate for her. I reached between us and palmed my cock. The tip was slick with pre-cum. I wanted it inside of her, coating her in my scent and seed.

“You’re so gorgeous … so mine, Sabine. All of you belongs to me.” I placed my fingers on her lips. “This is mine.” I went lower and touched her breasts. “These are mine.” I kept my focus on her eyes, and I slid my palm down her belly, finally touching her soaking wet pussy. “This is mine.”

She arched her back slightly, involuntarily.

“I need all of you.” I was at my breaking point. “Christ, baby—” I gritted the words out. I moved my mouth to her ear and whispered, “I need to be inside of you … now.”