I want to plunge my cock balls deep in her tight little body right now. Sink into her and soak up the feel of her all around me till her pussy's clenchin' down on me and making me come. But I've made a mess outta things and came damn close to having Dorthy walk right back out of my life.

If that had happened I know I'd have spent the rest of my life thinking about her. Wouldn't matter if Raven found me another wife. It's damn hard to think I'd ever fall for another woman the way I have for this gal right here. It's like we were meant for each other. I feel that deep down somewhere and maybe we got off on the wrong foot, but I'm gonna make sure we get back in step with each other.

Starting with taking my time with her body. Making sure I make the effort to get to know her whole body from head to toe because I want to for starters. I want to know everything about her and I want to take my time and get my eyes full of her while I'm memorizing the feel of her with my hands and my mouth.

Dorthy deserves that. She deserves a man who's going to make sure her pleasure come first. That's what I'm going to do and not just because it's what she deserves, but because right now it's the one thing I want even more than the feel of my shaft buried inside her. And I want that damn bad.

She tastes delicious. All warm and sweet as I run my tongue over her, using the tip to trace every crease and fold of her, licking up her honey and going back for more while I listen to the noises she makes when she's lost in the moment.

When I flick my tongue over her clit, she writhes beneath me. Running her fingers through my hair and making little mewling noises. When I put my whole mouth on her and suck the swollen little button, her back arches and her fists clench in my hair, her mewls turning to frantic gasps. When I run my fingers up the inside of her thigh the gasps become heavy with anticipation, and when I let my index finger slide through her slickness and slowly sink past her opening, I'm rewarded with the sweetest gift in the world as her body rocks against me and then breaks into hard quivers in my hands that are slow to still.

I remind myself to be gentle with her, that I need to give her time and let her body recover but it's a damn hard thing to do when my cock is throbbing and my balls are aching to match the power of Dorthy's release deep inside her still spasming body.

My fingers slip from her body, coated in her release, and I can't help but lick them clean of her before beginning my journey back up her body with my lips.

My woman-- and Dorthy is my woman and I don't intend to let her forget it from now on-- may be a tiny thing, but her body is made up of the kind of curves that are almost too dangerous to handle. My hands move over her, flowing across the swell of her hips and then into the the narrowness of her waist before moving up to the hills of her breasts. My mouth tries to follow, dropping kisses across her hip bone which makes her wiggle under my mouth, and then over the slight swell of her stomach where I dip my tongue into the divot of her belly button.

"Barrett," I hear her soft voice above me and feel her hands on my shoulders, urging me to speed up my progress, "come here."

I hear it in her voice, that throaty whisper that goes straight to my balls and makes them tighten as my cock strains to be inside her.

"I want you," she whispers with a move of her hips that almost manages to put her just where she's begging to be, "I want you to fuck me like you own me."

Fuck yeah, that's exactly what I'm going to do.

I'm not going to make her wait. Coming eye to eye with her again I catch her parted lips in a kiss and I feel her legs wrap around my waist, bringing the wet heat of her pussy grinding up against my shaft.

Something like a growl pulls from my throat through our kiss and I have to break away in order to get air into my lungs.

She makes the move again, this time managing to slide her silky folds up my length till the tip of my dick is poised at her entrance. I can feel how hot she is, how wet, how close she is to coaxing me into her and all it takes is the softest little sound as she feels me pressing against her for me to give her what she wants.

My cock sinks home, pushing steadily, feeling the way her walls part and then wrap around me, squeezing and fluttering like they're trying to pull me deeper.

Dorthy gasps and I freeze, scared of hurting her, but when I look down at her her eyes are shut tight and her bottom lip is pinched between her teeth and she's shaking her head at me. He hand slides down my side and her nails dig into my hip and pull and I know she doesn't want me to stop.

When there's nothing left of me to press inside her I hold her tight for a moment, just wanting to enjoy this feeling, but it's too much for both of us and we begin moving at the same time. Finding our rhythm immediately and picking up the pace.

Her nails rake across my back as she searches for a grip on my sides and I forget to be gentle with her. She doesn't feel fragile to me now, with her body slamming back against mine with each thrust I drive into her. She feels like she was fucking made for me.

I feel the sensations of her body starting to tighten around my shaft and I know she's on the edge before her strangled cry warns me she's about to come. It's all I can do to keep thrusting, whatwith her pussy clenching down on me so tight I feel like she's gonna rip me apart.

Then Dorthy's coming hard, frantically grasping at my shoulders like she's trying not to fall off a cliff and I'm the only thing she can hang on to. Not that it'd do her any good, because I can't hold back. I'm going over the same cliff she is.

My balls tighten up against my body and I pour my seed into her womb without thinking twice about the consequences.

She came up here to be my wife and start a family with me and I intend to do my best to make that happen as soon as possible, dammit.

It's only when we've both collapsed and I've got her gathered up against my chest with my arms wrapped around her so tight I'm surprised she can still breathe that I start to get any sense back in my damn head.

"I shoulda asked first," I whisper against her golden hair.

"About what?" she's got a groggy sort of dreamy sound in her voice.

"About coming inside you. That wasn't very gentlemanly."

Her laughter is crisp and clean and genuine. She struggles to turn in my arms and manages to come to face me, "Bear, I don't expect you to be a gentleman when you're fucking me."

I open one eye and look down at her, "That's good to hear, woman," I growl at her with a grin, "I'm not likely to remember my manners when I've got my cock buried inside you."

Her body shivers and she tucks herself up against me tightly, "You keep talking like that and we're not likely to leave this bed any time soon," she tells me.

"Mmm," I kiss the top of her head and run my fingers down her spine, enjoying the way she moves against me at my touch, "I should have started talked dirty to you a week ago."

"Yes, you should have."