Fuck.

Seeing Calissa get off was better than if I was coming. Seeing that pleasure on her face was an aphrodisiac all on its own. I was turned on, my body on fire, everything in this moment making me feel drunk.

“I need you,” she moaned.

Yeah, she really fucking needed me.

Looking down at her breasts, my mouth watered, my cock jerked. She started moving then, her tits bouncing, her nipples hard, her skin pink. I reached up, took the perfect globes in my hands, squeezing the mounds, running my thumbs along the stiff peaks.

“Tex,” she moaned, her head tossed back, her mouth open slightly.

“Come for me,” I ordered, staring at her face, needing to see pleasure wash across her face again.

And she obeyed so fucking well.

She came for me, her pussy squeezing my cock, the pleasure too fucking intense. She moved back and forth on me, her hips moving, her tits still bouncing. She mewled, crying out her orgasm.

I held off on coming, trying to make this last. She relaxed on top of me, her pelvis pressed to mine, her pussy wet, clenching around my stiff dick. In the next second I flipped her over until she was on her back and I was on top of her. I was still inside of her, even after shifting, and I thrust in another inch. I lifted her leg and pulled it out and up, placing it over my hip, stretching her out. Then I shoved my big cock into her pussy again.

“Yes.” She had her hands on my biceps, her nails in my flesh.

I pulled back and watched my dick slide in and out of her tight cunt. Her flesh was pink, wet, and swollen, her pussy lips stretched around my length. She looked like this, felt like this, because of me.

I owned every part of her, not just right now, but always. I pounded in and out of her, my balls tightening, my orgasm rushing to the surface. I felt my cum rise up, knew it was going to fill her up, overfull and make a wet spot beneath her. Fuck, that sounded sexy.

I pushed into her and pulled back out. My balls slapped her ass, and the sound added to my pleasure. I couldn’t stop looking at her big breasts as they moved back and forth as I continued thrusting into her. I leaned forward and ran my tongue along her nipples, her skin sweet yet slightly salty from the sweat that covered her.

I watched as my cock tunneled in and out of her, my dick stretching her wide.

“Get the cum out of me. Work for it.” I reached down and placed my thumb on her clit, rubbing it back and forth, needing her to get off for me again.

And then I couldn’t hold back anymore. I fucked her good and hard until my balls drew up, and I surrendered. I pumped into her once, twice, and on the third hard, powerful thrust, I buried my cock as far inside her as I could. I came so damn hard, filling her with my cum, making her take it all, knowing that if I had my way she’d get pregnant right here, right now.

“Fuck,” I gritted out. “You’re so tight, your pussy so wet and hot.” I stared her in the eyes. “I want you to tell me you’re mine.” The words were harsh, broken up.

“I’m yours,” she cried out and I felt her pussy clench around my dick as she came again.

I came so hard I felt dizzy. And she drained me dry, sucking every last drop of my seed from me until she was filled with it. After long moments I finally collapsed on top of her, breathing hard. Our skin was slick, rubbing together, our sweat mixing.

“God,” she whispered huskily.

I pulled up slightly, looking down at her. All I could do for long moments was stare. Her cheeks were red, her eyes glossy, her pupils dilated. Her mouth was open slightly, her lips swollen from our kissing.

She had that gorgeous, post-euphoric high covering her.

Moving back an inch, I looked down to where we were connected. I pulled my cock from her tight little cunt, both of us gasping and I watched as my cum started to slip from her pussy hole. Hell, no. I placed my hand on her cunt, feeling her heat, our combined wetness. Then I slid a finger deep inside of her, pushing my seed back into her body, right where it belonged.

I’d marked her, and she was forever mine now.

“You feel that?” I asked, looking down at her. I pulled my finger from her clenching body and stared into her eyes. “This is what it’s supposed to feel like between us, what it’s always felt like for me where you were concerned.” It was this chemistry, this electricity.

She licked her lips and nodded. “It’s real.”

I growled out low. “Yeah, it fucking is.” I helped her to sit up and wrapped my arms around her. “It’s perfection. That’s what this fucking is.” I pushed away the hair that stuck to her temples and then I cupped her cheeks. “I am not letting you go,” I said with this hardness in my voice. “This—you—isn’t something I’m going to walk away from.”

I felt everything shift between us, that pivotal turning point that told me we were right at the same place, thinking the same thing.

I laid my hand on her belly once more. She’d know how serious I was by the time I fucked her. “And my baby will be right here,” I said and added pressure. “Tell me that’s what you want, too. Tell me you want to get big with my child.”

She was breathing so hard.

“I want your child in me.”

I groaned. Yeah, you fucking do.