C4 Make me all yours

“I feel so full.” I groan, moving my hips against his.

“You do?” He gasps, holding my hips still. “That feels really good.”

“Move.” I moan against his mouth. “I need to feel you move inside me.”

“I will.” He laughs. “But just wait a second.”

He reaches down between us and flicks my pink crest with his thumb.

“Oh my god,” I gasp, moaning as my hips jerk against his. “I’m coming.”

“That’s what I wanted.” He murmurs against my mouth, licking across my lower lip. He moves, thrusting inside of me fast. I moan, gasping as I feel the condom fill to the tip with his pleasure.

He kisses me, moaning against my mouth. He stops moving inside of me as I feel his pleasure fill me to the brim.

“You’re amazing.” He murmurs against my hair.

“I know.” I whisper, reaching up to hold his head close. “So are you.”

“I think we are good together,” he says.

“I do too.” I murmur.

“Do you really?”

“Of course,” I smiled up at him. “You make me feel so good.”

“That makes me happy.” He smiles down at me, leaning down to brush his mouth across mine. “Can I have you again?”

“I’d like that.” I whisper back, reaching down to pull the condom off of him. I toss it across the room and then push his shoulders until he is on his back underneath me.

I straddle his hips, lining myself up with his tension. I push him inside of me and he groans, reaching down to grab my hips. I start moving, bouncing on top of him.

“That’s so good,” he whispers, moving his hands from my hips to my breasts. “You feel amazing.”

I lean down to kiss him, moaning as I feel myself clenching around him.

“I’m close.” I gasp against his mouth.

“Me too,” he says, lifting his hips to meet mine.

We keep going until we both moan in pleasure, our hips meeting each other again and again. He grunts as he comes deep inside me, filling me to the brim with his pleasure. I kiss him, holding his head close to me as I feel it leak out of me.

“What time is it?” I ask, still sitting on top of him. His softness is still inside of me.

He looks at the clock.

“We should be getting up soon.” He murmurs.

“Okay.” I say, lifting myself off of him.

I walk into the bathroom and start the shower, waiting for it to warm up. I step in, sighing in pleasure as the warm water falls onto me. I wash my body and then turn around, facing the showerhead.

The hot water hits me right between my feminine parts and I gasp in pleasure. My pink crest perks up under the heat and I moan.

“Feel good?” Jeremy’s voice murmurs from behind me.

I gasp as he grabs my hips, pulling me back against him.

“It does.” I whisper.

“Are you still sensitive?” He asks, reaching around to rub my pink crest under the water.

“Yes.” I moan as I feel his fingers flick across it again and again. I close my eyes, bracing myself against the shower wall.

“That feels really good.” I sigh.

“I know,” he murmurs. “You’re so responsive.”

He slips a finger inside of me, curling it up and rubbing my inner walls.

“Yes.” I whimper, feeling my hips jerk against him.

He leans down to kiss my neck, his finger rubbing and rubbing inside me.

“You need to come.” He murmurs in my ear.

“I do,” I pant. “Please.”

“Do you want to feel me inside you?” He asks as he rubs faster and faster inside of me.

“Yes.” I beg. “I want to feel you come again.”

“Really?” He murmurs as he fingers me harder and harder. “You want that?”

“Yes.” I gasp as my hips jerk again. “I do.”

“Okay.” He growls. He pulls his finger out of me and pulls me around so I’m facing him.

He pushes me up against the shower wall, pressing his mouth against mine. His tongue slips across my bottom lip and I open for him, moaning. He kisses me fast and hard as he pushes inside of me again.

I gasp, wrapping my arms around his neck. He holds my hips in place, thrusting deep inside of me. The shower water pours down on us as he ravishes my body with his.

“Yes.” I gasp. “Please.”

He grips my hips harder, pounding into me like he’s desperate.

“I need to come inside you.” He murmurs against my ear. “I need it.”

I feel myself clench again around him and my head falls back.

“Yes,” I moan. “Come.”

He groans, moving faster inside of me. Our bodies slap against each other as he makes love with me in the shower. The hot water pours down on top of us as I feel him grow and grow inside of me.

He grunts deep in his throat and then his hips jerk as he comes inside of me. I clench around his softness, my eyes opening as I feel him fill me to the brim again.

He leans down, pressing a kiss to me.

“You are amazing.” He whispers.

“I know.” I grin. “So are you.”

He leans down to press another kiss to me and then pulls out of me.

“Let’s get ready.” He murmurs. “We’re getting married today.”

I nod, smiling.

“You’re really going to do it?” I ask him.

“Yes.” He nods as he grabs the towel. “I am.”

“Why?”

“I know it’s fast,” he shrugs. “But I feel a connection with you that I have never felt with anyone else. I know that you are right for me. And I want to make you mine.”

“Well,” I reach out and wipe water from his hair. “Okay.”