Chapter 6
Chapter six
Hayes
Giving you up after this is going to be impossible. You have been mine since the second you kissed me. I want to fill you with my babies and grow old with you on a porch.
These are the thoughts swirling in my brain as I stare down into her beautiful face. But I can't risk her knowing yet. I can't risk losing her if it's too much for her right now, so instead, I keep it simple and try to channel it all through my kiss.
"Ready?" I ask, tamping down the slight guilt I'm feeling.
For Sara, this may be a reckless, wild decision that means nothing more than a night of great sex. Would she still want this between us if she knew my body, heart, and soul now belong to her and her alone?
She should know that. She should know what she's getting into with me.
And then Sara nods, using her heels to pull me toward her, and all thoughts of being fair to her and telling her how I feel about her go out the door. Even if she doesn't know what this actually means to me, I need to be inside her now.
Reaching between us, I grip my hard length, running it through her sweet honey before notching the tip at her opening.
I kiss her, but I don't slide in. I manage to hold back even when she tries to bring me forward with her heels again.
"Please, Hayes," Sara begs.
My cock twitches. "As much as I want to fuck you bare, I don't want you to regret anything. I'm clean, but say the word, and I'll go buy condoms."
"I haven't been with anyone in years, and I'm clean too."
Guess Kyle fell into the no-sex category. It wouldn't have mattered to me, but I let out a silent whoop of delight now that I know he didn't have the pleasure.
"I don't want anything between us, Sara."
"Fuck me, Hayes. Please, please, please," Sara begs with a whimper, like she's physically hurting from my delay.
"I've got you, baby." I enter her slowly, my entire body begging me to thrust inside, but I'm desperate not to hurt her. I'm big, and I know it. As wet as she is, I couldn't live with myself if I caused her pain. Sara lets out a little gasp, and then her breathing catches as she adjusts to me.
"You are so beautiful." I reach between us, rubbing her clit as I slide in a little further. "And you taste like you were made especially for me. I could drink your honey all night long."
I pull out slightly, and then we both moan as I slide in a little further this time.
Sara whines. I look into her eyes, worried I'm hurting her, but she locks her legs, bringing me deeper.
I groan from the effort to hold back. She feels incredible.
The friction is almost too intense. A perfect fucking fit.
Tight and wet. Her walls flutter and pulse around my cock, and I could blow my load right now.
"I can take you," Sara nods when I look at her with concern. "I promise. I like really big toys. I promise I can take you."
The second she says big toys, I'm a goner. I enter her in one hard thrust, and she arches up with a loud moan. She grips my biceps, calling out my name, and it's like I've gone to heaven. I circle my hips, trying to find the spot that she liked with my fingers.
"Hayes, yes! Yes! Oh, fuck, yesssss!" Sara's words cut off with another moan as I pull out and slam back into her, feral with intent.
My girl can take me.
"Oh, fuck, baby, yes!" I fuck into my woman, grateful for every whimper and moan of pleasure.
"Hayes, yes, yes, yes!"
She's loud. So fucking loud, and I want the entire world to know she's mine.
Sara reaches up, pushing against the headboard as she tries to ride my cock from underneath. The angle puts her glorious tits on display, like erotic little snacks.
Leaning forward, I suck a hard nipple into my mouth. I lave it with my tongue before giving the other one the same attention.
"Yes, Hayes. Please, please, please!" Sara wraps her arms around my neck, kissing me with an intensity that has my dick swelling impossibly harder.
Sara moans as I plunge in and out of her glorious cunt.
"You are so fucking tight," I grit out.
Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine.
"Yes, I'm yours!" Sara calls, moaning loudly, and I realize I said it out loud.
"Fuck me. Fuck me!" Sara’s breath heaves with the rhythm of my thrusts.
I grin, rolling my hips as she keens with pleasure. She rocks her head back and forth, squeezing her eyes shut as I plunge in and out erratically, desperate to hold on to the thin tether I have on my release.
Sara is so beautiful, her long hair splayed out around her as she writhes beneath me. Her face is expressive; pleasure etched across her features as I circle my hips in rhythm with her sounds.
For the next several minutes, the room is filled with her little panting moans and my grunts of pleasure. Our slick skin slaps together, over and over again, as we give ourselves over to the building release of our bodies.
"You are so fucking beautiful," I say, all my energy focused on holding back so I don’t come before her.
"Oh, God, oh, God," Sara practically wails, her nails digging into my back.
I grunt, grateful for the pain that helps me hold off a little longer.
But my reprieve is short-lived. Her tits bounce as she rolls her hips, meeting me thrust for thrust, and it's like my brain can only focus on one task at a time.
While I'm distracted by her full breasts and loud moans of pleasure, urging me on like I'm a sex god, the floodgates to my heart open with a rush.
"I'm going to marry you, Sara."
Her eyes fly open.
I send out a silent plea for self-preservation, to clamp my mouth shut, but it goes unheard.
I can't stop.
"I am going to put my ring on your finger and fill you with my babies. And then I am going to spend every day of my life proving to you that you deserve nothing but happiness."
"Hayes," Sara pants, her eyes wide, but I thrust my hand between us, grinding out little circles against her clit with my thumb. "Oh, fuck. Oh, God!"
I can't stop the tsunami of love tumbling from my mouth. "I hope I'm fucking a baby into you tonight, Sara. Because you are my future. I know it's quick, but I know what my heart wants, and it's you."
"Oh, God, I'm coming, I'm coming!" Sara sobs.
"Come for me, baby. Good girl," I say, ready to join her.
"Yes, yes, right there!"
"You're mine," I growl against her skin, fucking into her with a feral need.
"Yes, I'm yours!" Sara whispers right before her entire body freezes. Her pussy clamps down on my cock, and she moans her release.
"Oh, fuck," I groan, unable to hold back any longer. I follow her over the edge with a roar like an animal.
Mine.