“You like me in control, like to be my naughty girl.”

Masen pushes me to my first orgasm fast and hard, slamming into me repeatedly. When I’m close, he squeezes my nipple so hard I scream, but he covers my mouth, muffling the noise. “I usually love to hear you scream my name, baby, but you will be quiet or I will punish you.” He pants, still advancing into me, pushing me through my orgasm. I know he’s keeping me quiet because of his parents, who I forgot about. I nod my head and try and swallow around my dry throat.

My arms collapse soon after I finish, but he’s still hard inside of me. He pulls out of me and rolls me on to my back and re-enters me slowly. His lips find mine for the first time tonight, and I marvel at how his mouth cherishes mine. “I love you, Sophia,” he says when he ends the kiss, looking into my eyes.

I’m overwhelmed with emotion as I respond, “I love you so much, Masen.”

He continues making love to me tenderly. When I close my eyes and tilt my head back from the pleasure, he stops and demands I look at him. Masen’s hand reaches down between our bodies and uses his thumb to push down on my clit, his strokes become erratic as he gets closer to his climax. “Come with me, baby. Let me fill you up while you squeeze me,” so I do. Masen finishes and licks up the side of my throat, stopping at my thrumming pulse and places an open mouth kiss over it.

He rolls to the side, and I follow, keeping my body as close to his as possible. I pepper his neck and jaw with little kisses until I reach his full soft lips where I show him my thanks with my lips. “I hated falling asleep without you. It’s crazy how fast I’ve come to need you. I love you, Masen. I’m really excited for our ceremony. I’ve had nervous butterflies all week.”

A smile lights up his handsome face, making his eyes twinkle as he looks down at me. “Butterflies, huh? When did that start?”

I shrug, curled around him. “Oh, I don’t know. A few days, I guess.”

He grows serious. “It’s not bad, is it?”

I shake my head dismissively. “No, I’m fine, just a little queasy is all.”

He clears his throat and looks at the ceiling. “I’m not so sure it’s just nerves, Little One.”

I can hear the smirk in his voice. “Why is that?” I ask, confused.

He launches himself up, puts his lips right above my pubic bone, and whispers excitedly, “’Cause I got super sperm baby! You’re all knocked up!”

Then, he starts kissing my belly before I jackknife up and yell, “What!”

His head gets pushed down so his face is between my thighs. He growls possessively. “You smell so good, all warm and needy and a lot like me.” He looks up at me as his tongue darts out and licks up my slit. Holy shit, that has to be the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen.