My heart, mind, and cock all work in tandem hearing those words. They all seem to be in agreement that I won’t be letting go of Gabrielle Calloway anytime soon.

If ever.

I move my tongue back to her clit and suck it between my lips and she loses it. “Oh God!” She screams and her hands drop to stroke my head. “I love you, I love you, I love you,” she cries as she climaxes on my tongue. Her sweetness floods my mouth and I’m rather surprised I’m able to make her squirt the second time I’ve touched her but I plan to wear that fact like a badge of honor.

“I love you too,” I tell her as she falls to the side next to me. She barely lets herself recover before she’s on top of me again, hovering over my dick. “I want to fuck,” she breathes out. Her eyes are wild and she looks almost feral. “I need to feel you inside me.” She grips my dick and rubs her pussy on it, smearing her wetness all over it. “Once I do this…” she starts, “once we do this, I’m yours.”

“Make no mistake, Gab.” I reach up and grip her face before bringing her down so that her lips are hovering mere inches above mine. “You have always been mine.”

And with that, I let her go and nod at my dick. “Ride me.”

“You’re not worried about…condoms?” She cocks her head to the side.

“Cute that you think I don’t know you’re on the pill. And I’d never put you in harm’s way. I’m clean.” I add, “I’ve never fucked a woman without a condom, Gabrielle, but I can’t not know what your pussy feels like wrapped around my dick.”

She sinks down, gripping my shoulders so tightly as she moves slowly down my shaft. “Holy shit, I can feel myself stretching to accommodate you. You’re so big.” Her head drops to my shoulder and I can feel her breath coming out in little spurts against my skin.

I grip her ass and hold her up from slamming herself the rest of the way down. “Slow.”

“No,” she whines. “Let me.”

“I don’t want you to get hurt.”