Ride with Me

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feast on it for hours.
    “Cruz,” she pleads, about ready to break just from me kissing her neck and not having anything near her pussy. She’s so fucking perfect.
    I tighten my fingers around her throat and she gasps.
    “Spread your legs to the other side of mine then move back so your back is flush with me.” I release just enough for her to get into position then put my arms back in the same spot and move my dick so when she slides back, it bumps her clit. She mewls at the sensation, and my dick jumps. He knows where he wants to be. “Put me inside you.”
    She wraps her hand around my cock and squeezes hard. My eyes cross at the pleasure, but before I can chastise her for not listening, the tip of my dick is at her warm entrance. Fuck yes. Her warm, wet pussy engulfs my cock, wrapping around me like a vice grip. Fuck, her pussy is going to be the death of me. Her ass backs up, resting on my abs as I move her down just a touch so I can fully seat myself in her.
    Neither of us moves. I swear I stop fucking breathing for a minute. It’s just so fucking good.
    Snapping back to the moment, I move to the shell of her ear. “That wet, hot pussy feels so fucking good. My pussy. Say it.”
    Her entire body vibrates. “Yours, Cruz.”
    Damn, I love that she’s so fucking gone she will do anything I fucking want. This is the Princess the rest of the world doesn’t get to see. They see the badass bitch who won’t take shit from anyone, not this. I’m one lucky son of a bitch.
    “Damn fucking right,” I growl, cocking my hips up and pushing as far as I can into my woman.
    Her body swallows my dick while I move my hands down the swell of her shoulders, squeezing her breasts before I travel down, resting them on her hips.
    “Stop talking and fuck me,” she pleads, another thing she doesn’t show the outside world, only me. It will only be me ever.
    I squeeze her hips hard, knowing I will probably leave a mark on her, but it’s good because she will remember who has been in her.
    A low sob echoes through the room. One arm wrapped around her waist, the other hand on her hip, I assault her with my thrusts: up and down, in and out. Her pussy clamps down on me harder with each movement.
    As much as I want to play, I’m afraid my time is up. My dick won’t wait any longer. Princess’ thighs push on mine as she rides my cock like a pro, our movements so in sync it’s like we have been together our whole fucking lives.
    I feel the moment her body is about to explode. Her nails dig into my thighs, and her sounds are almost cries. She screams her release, calling my name over and over again, while I continue pumping hard, the tingling in my spine at the breaking point. My come releases inside of her. Each time we fuck, I love knowing that my seed is marking her from the inside.
    Stilling my movements, I wrap both hands around Princess and hold her to me as our ragged breathing subsides. We stay this way for many moments before I squeeze her and pull out. She immediately falls to the bed, stuffing her head into the pillows. There is nothing like seeing her sated.
    I fall next to her and stretch out my knees. They are fucking stiff from that position, but it was too damn good to pass up.
     

 
    I kiss Princess’ sleeping face and she stirs. “Babe, I’ve gotta head out.”
    She opens her eyes slightly, and it’s sexy as hell. “Okay,” she whispers.
    “Gotta kiss me before I go.”
    She rolls over in bed, and I lean down to kiss my woman. Before too long, I’m ready to rip my damn clothes off and fuck her, but there’s no time.
    Breaking the kiss, Princess slowly opens her eyes. “Be safe.”
    “Always. I’ll call. It should just be a day there and a day back.”
    A lock of hair falls over her eye, and I sweep it away before kissing her forehead and standing.
    “Love you,” she calls out.
    “Love you, too.” I grab my shit and head out.
    The only thing that sucks about leaving is I don’t get to say bye to

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