I’ve been a greedy son of a bitch with my money over the years. It was my mission to save it all up and flee the country. But that right there was the best spent Benjamins ever. I though Raylan was going to pass out when the server brought our chocolate cake out in a box when my fingers were inside of her.

Now she’s spread out naked on her bed. The chocolate cake on the nightstand is ready to be devoured like my girl. I stand naked at the end of the bed branding this sight to memory. The light dusting of flush in her cheeks is growing brighter as it creeps down to her chest which makes my dick harder. The son of a bitch is throbbing. The fucker can’t be compared to a teepee right now but more like the Eiffel Tower.

I squeeze my fist around the shaft until the head becomes an angry red and the desire to cum all over her tits subsides. Raylan sits up, scooting down to the edge of the bed until she swings her legs over the side, her hand reaches out, grabbing my ass, pulling me to her.

I growl, loving this side of her taking what she wants. It’s sexy as sin. She darts her tongue out, licking up my shaft. She repeats the process on all sides before putting the head of my cock in her mouth. Her tongue swirls and sucks at the same time. My hands are fisting her hair, guiding her, setting the pace. Raylan drags her teeth along my shaft. My balls tighten so damn close to filling Raylan’s mouth.

“Stop.” I pull back on Raylan’s hair.

She shakes her head, but I tug harder. A popping sound fills the room when I get her mouth off my cock.

“I want to taste you,” she whines.

“Later. I need those tits and to be inside of you.” I lift her up, tossing her up and on the bed.

“I think it’s time for a proper introduction.” I glide up her body, staring at her tits.

Her nipples are hard, waiting for my attention and I go straight for them. Raylan is writhing underneath me, seeking for friction.

“Patience, baby.” I take a swipe of the chocolate cake off the nightstand and paint each of her tits around her nipple. Raylan’s moans and her hands running through my hair makes my cock throb. I roll my hips through her folds. Nice long strokes, getting my dick wet with her need.

“Dessert time,” I say before dragging my tongue through the chocolate icing. I lick, nip, and roll my hips, driving us both mad. Raylan’s torso quivers with need below me. Each of her movements are erotic and free as she enjoys the sensations. I want to make her feel everything.

Once both of her tits are cleaned, I sink my teeth into one of her nipples while stroking my dick through her folds, teasing her bit by bit. My knuckles glide through her wetness. Raylan throws her hips up, begging and pleading for more. I move on to the next nipple, sinking two fingers inside her dripping wet pussy.

“Fuck!” she screams. Her pussy is already squeezing my fingers as she lets go around them. She’s shameless, singing out her praises until she’s coming down from her high. I wipe the beads of sweat from my forehead with the back of my arm. Then I sit back on my heels, reaching over for the first condom of the night. The song playing in the background changes, leaving us in a beat of silence for a few seconds, the sound of our pounding hearts fills the room.

I rip the condom wrapper open with my teeth, tossing the foil packet to the floor. Raylan studies each of my movements with interest.

“You want this?” I ask one more time to make sure.

She nods. “Yes, more than anything I’ve ever wanted before.”

I finish rolling the condom down to the base of my cock when a slow, steady, sultry song begins playing. I close my eyes, knowing exactly what it is.

“Perfect,” I whisper.

I cover her body again slow and precise, planting my hands on either side of her head. I drag my lips over hers. We break out into a slow kiss, matching the rhythm of the song. Raylan’s nails drag down my back, begging for more. I reach down with one hand lining us up.

I pull away from her lips so that I can study her face. I want to drink in every single one of her reactions. With the first flex of my hips, I inch into her. Raylan’s eyes flutter shut, her hands freezing on my back as “Love on the Brain” by Jessie James Decker plays in the background.

When I’m all the way in, her eyes fly open. I can’t move so I stare down at her. I never thought I’d feel this. I damn near don’t recognize it since it’s such a foreign sensation. It’s love. Her bright eyes brimming with tears rip my chest wide open, allowing me to feel all of it.

“Move,” she whispers.

I drop my forehead to hers, relax my elbows on the mattress, my arms hugging her head. I have to focus on moving in and out of her. It feels like the first time. I keep the pace slow while relishing each sensation. Raylan’s tears slide from the corner of her eyes, but she never closes them again.

Her hips match my movement at this slow place. I feel my release building at the base of my spine. I want nothing more than to spill into her and at the same time, I’d give anything to stay here forever. I could live here, hanging on this memory for eternity.

Raylan’s nails pierce my skin, her walls squeeze my cock as she tumbles over the ledge of her ecstasy. I fight to hold back with a need to pull one more release from her body.

“Come, Memphis.” She gets out between moans. “I want to see your face as you do.”

Shit. I’m a goner. Her sweet voice is the final straw. My cock pulses once, then twice, and my vision blurs. I growl and groan as her sweet pussy milks my cock dry.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” I grit out between clenched teeth.

I am still inside of her unable to move. The desire to get up is not an option at this point. I slide my head from her forehead to the mattress, struggling to catch my breath. The harder I try, the worse it gets.

“It’s never been like that,” I mumble into Raylan’s ear.

“I know.” She runs her palms up and down my back in a soothing motion.

“You ruined me, Sunshine.” I pull my head up to still see her tears streaming down her face. I catch as many as I can with the pads of my thumbs. “Are you okay?”

She nods, taking her time to answer me. “You make me want to live.”

The tremble of her lower lip shatters me. “That’s good, Sunshine.”

Her tears continue to fall, and I catch each one of them.

“I’m falling for you, Memphis, and it scares me.”

“You’ve scared me since day one. I’m in so deep, it scares the shit out me.”

Raylan will never have any idea how crazy in love I am with her. It scares the shit out of me as well, trapping it inside. I’ll never be the same.