“I won’t let you go, won’t let anyone else have you.”
She shook her head, not because she disagreed with him, but because he chose that moment to thrust his hips up. It felt so good, so unbelievable euphoric that she knew she would come within minutes.
“No male will have you but me, Maggie.” He thrust up again, and she bounced slightly. “Say it. Tell me you are mine irrevocably.”
She rose up and then pushed down. “I’m yours. God, I am yours.” Over and over she did this, and gradually went faster and faster. But before she could explode Diesel rolled them over so she was on her back, her thighs open wide to accommodate his large frame, and now he was the one fucking her.
“Yes, Maggie, you are mine.”
She came long and hard, and Diesel picked up speed, thrusting in and out of her like a madman. He cursed something low and unintelligible, and then he was coming long and hard, too. She felt the hard jets of his cum fill her, heard the wet sounds of his groin slapping against hers, and then he was collapsing on top of her as his climax ended. They lay there panting, with him over her, their bodies still fused together, and their hearts beating the same frantic tempo.
“I think I’ve fallen madly in love with you, Maggie.” His words were muffled against her hair, but she had heard him as clear as day. He leaned back and looked in her eyes, brushed her hair away from her face, and smiled. “Yeah, I’ve fallen pretty fucking hard for you, baby.”
She stayed quiet for a few seconds, and then let her smile cover her face as relief filled her. “I’m glad I’m not the only one.”
He burst out laughing, and she knitted her brows in confusion.
“Baby, that is not what a male wants to hear when he lays his heart out for his female.”
She couldn’t help but smile. “I’m falling in love with you, too, Diesel. Pretty damn hard actually.”
He chuckled again and leaned down to kiss her. “Well, I hope you’re in for one hell of a ride, because I think that is what we are in for.” He rolled off of her and pulled her close to him so their bodies were still touching. “You’re my old lady, and there isn’t anyone, or anything that is going to change that.”
The End
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