James

I’m getting ahead of myself, but my restraint is gone. She’s so deliciously perfect that I have to taste every ounce of her. The sounds she makes are more than I can handle. I step off the bed and grab the hem of the boxers on her, pulling them down. I keep my joggers on because it’s the only thing stopping me from claiming what’s mine. “Fuck. Spread them thighs.” She clenches them, a blush trailing down her body. “Don’t be afraid to show me what’s mine, Hailey. I want to know everything about you. Fuck you don’t want to know how hard I am knowing that you’re at you’re ovulating right now. Your pussy’s ripe for my seed.”

“What? How? OMG!” she gasps.

“You had your little calendar marked in your room while you stroked between your thighs in the shower. I told you I’m obsessed with you. Now, show me my pussy,” I demand, nervously she does just that. “You’re mine, Hailey,” I whisper, rubbing her core, pressing my thumb against her clit. And if my intuition is right, I’ll be the only one claiming it, ever. Her pussy is soaked. Her thin dark patch of hair covers her hidden fruit from me, but not for long. On my knees, I placed her thighs on my shoulders, then slowly lick her inner thighs. She giggles then moans as I inch closer to her sweet, wet pussy. I breathe her in, needing to savor her like a fine wine. When I watched her work and smile, I ached to set her on that counter and let her serve while I gave her a reason to smile under the counter. The need to mark my territory led me to this point. Her see-through blouse sent me into a possessive urge to take what belongs to me and mark her with my kid.

I press my finger into her core, feeling how tight she is as she clenches down. Slowly I thrust one finger in, my thumb caressing her nub, then I run my tongue down her slit, licking her sweet, sticky need. She tenses when my tongue first hit her core then my woman come hard. Letting me taste every drop of her. Growling against her thigh, I bite it. She throws her hands into my hair and pulls me up to her, closing her mouth around mine. With my cock throbbing in my joggers, I’m doing all I can to avoid nutting in them. I release myself from her hold, then slide her up to the center of the bed and spread her thighs out nice and wide for me. She has her lips parted and her head back against the pillows. I creep between her thighs, sliding down my joggers on the way up. My cock is damn near coming already. Beads of my pre-cum coat the tip and start to dribble onto the bed. Stalking up her body, I let my cock press at her entrance as I suck her hard nipple into my mouth.

“This is your last chance to stop this. Tell me to stop and I will, but once I claim you, there will never be anyone else.”

“Only you, James,” she says softly, staring up at me while nipping on her bottom lip. She’s so damn stunningly beautiful that I just drink in her beauty without moving an inch.

“You’re perfect,” I whisper, thrusting my way through her innocence. My eyes connect with hers. I know there’s nothing I could have done to ease the pain of it, but I feel shredded by the tears that well up in her eyes. I freeze in my position and apologize, “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. It only stung for a moment. I think the pain is gone,” she gulps out. I rock a little and feel her walls letting me in some more. I’m only about halfway in and the beast in me wants to be balls deep inside my woman when I come.

“Is that better?” I ask, moving a little faster this time. She nods. “I need words, Hailey.”

“Yes, more please.” She throws her legs around my waist locking me tight to her while she slides her hands around my neck and into my hair.

I smile wider than I ever thought possible. "Hailey, you're mine, and I'm never going to let you go. Fuck you're so tight. I'm never going to get enough of you. Tell me how much you want it." 

"Please don't stop, James. I need you. Oh, my goodness. Please. I don't even know what I need, but I'm so close again," she whimpers.

"Don't worry, baby. I've got you." I bend down and suck on her tender breasts, pulling her nipple between my teeth and giving it a gentle bite before letting go. My hand slips between us and my thumb strokes her little nub. I'm doing my best to hold on, but I need to come. "Baby, come with me. Give it to me. That's it, sweetheart, squeeze my cock. Fuck yeah," I groan out.

"James," she cries out; her pussy pulsates around my length, pulling all my cum out of me and deep inside her. I’m nearly blacking out from the experience. I can’t believe what’s just happened. I’ve had unprotected sex with the love of my life. That thought should scare me, but instead, I’m harder than hell. I want to go again, but I can see she’s sleepy. I pull out and her face scrunches up.

“Sorry.”

“Wait, I thought it was supposed to go down?” she questions, eyeing my hard as fuck cock that’s covered with our cum mixed with her blood.

“I thought so too, but the thought of being in you has always gotten me hard, and it seems thinking of you swelling with my baby has the same effect.” I shrug because it’s the way I feel. That’s something I’ll never be able to keep from her. I long for her more than life itself. It’s not healthy and that’s why my parents worried about us. They knew that when we fell it would be just as fast and hard as my father had been except we had my mother’s stubborn streak on top of it. We’re pretty intense in our fields, but when it comes to our women it’s a whole other ballpark. I’d do anything for Hailey. I felt it the first moment I saw her. That genuine good-hearted smile on her face was enough for me to know I’d found my only.

“Do you want to go again?” she asks. I can see the unsteady look in her eyes. She’s not ready for another round.

“No, baby. This will go away on its own. You need to rest.” I place a kiss on her lips and pull back before I void everything I just said. “I’ll be right back.” I rush into the bathroom and run a washcloth under the tap, then back out to my woman.

“What are you doing?” she asks as I sit between her legs.

“I’m taking care of you. I’ll do anything to take of you.” I press the warm cloth to her core. She scooted a little, assuring me that I made the right decision to hold off. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry. I’m sure that it’s a great thing to have a thing that big.” I turn beet red.

“Thanks, Hailey.” I stand up and take the towels to the bathroom and come back to lay down with her.

“This is the life,” I whisper in her ear.

“I think I could get used to it.”

“Good, because it’s forever, baby.”