EVAN SEVILLE
We weren't done yet.
Who said we were?
We've doing this for about an hour now— I pulled her in, her legs on my chest, hanging on my shoulder as I pushed myself deeper into her, making her cry and come all over my cock.
"Evan, I— I can't.. No more—"
"I know you can, one more, love. Just one more. Then we're done, okay?" I pressed down my body weight against hers, kissing her lips, while I kept thrusting into her.
I kissed her tears away, we were hoth in ecstasy. Her warmth wrapped around me, it was making me crazy.
I needed more..
I brought her legs down and made them wrapped around my waist. My hand reaching for her neck as I wrapped my hand around it. I was lost in pleasure to the point I didn't realize Amelia was holding on to me. My eyes bored into hers, my hand gripping her neck harder than usual.
Until I heard her say, "Rose!.."
I quickly snapped back to reality, I felt her tightened around me, making both of us came at the same time. I let go of her neck quickly, and looked down at her. My eyes widened at what I saw.
Her neck was marked with my choking, she was pale— Almost.
What have I done?.. Did I hurt her? Oh no, did I? Did I lost myself in wanting to have her more? Did I do anything else? What this happens again?—
"Evan!.." I had anxious thoughts that I didn't realize Amelia was cuppung my face already, so gentle and loving. My eyes met her soft gaze, "hey.. You didn't hurt me, alright?.." She said softly, yet rasped.
My hand traced her neck, where I left a mark on her by choking her too hard. She grabbed my hand, placing it on her lips, "I'm okay.. I just had to say the safe word to keep you awake.." My other hand cupped her cheek, without realizing, I was trembling.
Tears came down, my hands trembled against her skin. I was so scared that I might hurt her without myself knowing because I was too lost in my thoughts of wanting to make her mine, when she already was.
I was in silence.
Yet she was there to hold me. Her gaze was still soft, her eyes spoke truth. She held me into her naked form as we laid there in our bed. She stroked my head with her small hand, making me bury myself deeper into her neck, holding her tightly.
"I'm okay.. To be honest with you, my love.." she started softly, "I.. enjoyed it. I— I mean, it might have been an unexpected roughness from you, but I must say, darlin'.. I'm attracted to it.."
I held her tighter, the warmth of our body was mixing. I felt safe in her arms, knowing she was there for me. I sniffed her scent, closing my eyes, "I know.. But still, I hurt you, I left a mark—"
"I wanted it.." She cut me off.
I pulled away, looking at her in disbelief, but she looked at me with those stern eyes, "don't blame yourself, sweetheart. I want you to claim me as your wife. I'm yours and you're mine. The way you acted a while ago, showed that you desired me more, ever since we made progress in our marriage. From me not being able to be ready for sex to suddenly becoming the person who couldn't get enough of her husband.." She crossed her arms fo her chest, making assets show.
I gulped, it was my first time seeing her this stern with me. I opened my mouth to say something but she cut me off again, "I assured you that you did not hurt me during our sex tonight."
"I—"
"I want you to use me like how I use you in many ways.. We're married.. You're my husband, Evan. The way you dominate me in bed or in many ways kept me safe, knowing I have someone I could trust, someone who could lead me.. Letting me know that you're my man, who I belong to."
She then started crawling, stradling herself on my lap, her hands cupping my face as she moved closer to my face. Her eyes filled with determination, love, yet something else in there I couldn't quite put a finger on it.
"Do you understand me, Evan Seville, my husband?.." I shivered when she called out my full name, I could feel a bulge forming down there that pressed up against her core.
I never saw her like this, dominant yet feminine. It made me wanted her more. I wanted to say more, to say something, and when I opened my mouth, it wasn't something I usually say.
"Y— Yes, ma'am.."
I am whipped for her.
A simp.
She crashed her lips against mine, rubbing her wet pussy against my hardening dick, "listen to me when I say I wanted more.." She said between our kisses. I only responded with kissing her deeply, and had another round with her by pushing myself against her tightness.
"Get lost with me.." she said when she pulled away from our kiss. I obliged, and that night was the night I made a promise to myself to be careful next time, to pay attention to her.
But if she loved it either way, I might actually get used to our new profound desires against each other.
There was no turning back in this.
She wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me down with her nails digging deeper into my back, moaning against my ear. She wrapped her legs around my waist to pull me closer to her, making me groan against her shoulder, thrusting into her.
I held her head against my chest while my hips kept penterating her insides, and kissed her temple.
"Inside.." She murmured against my shoulder, her nails clawing down on my back, "Cum.. Inside.." She managed to say during catching her breath.I obliged, and came inside of her, filling her up.
We both moaned in pleasure.