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“I’m so close,” she pants.

“Because I’m so deep,” I say. “I always fuck you so deep. And you’re so wet.”

She dissolves underneath me, and it triggers something inside me, and I empty myself into her. We come together, spinning and spinning, our pleasure entwining and swirling between us.

She shudders underneath me, her entire body shaking with the intensity of what passed between us.

I shift to be beside her and pull her toward me. “You’re okay,” I reassure her.

She shakes her head. “I don’t think I am,” she says. “I think I’m broken. Because I just came and all I can think about is how I want you again. How I want to sit on your cock and feel you at the end of me.”

I groan at the thought of being inside her again. She might kill us both tonight.

“We should eat,” I say. “I could cook.”

She moves beside me and gently pushes me to my back. “After this,” she says, as she straddles me. “I just can’t get enough of you. I’m addicted to your cock.”

I chuckle. “There are worse vices.”

“Really?”

“As far as I’m concerned there are.”

Inexplicably, I’m hardening again. She shifts and rubs her folds against my cock, bringing me further back to life. Suddenly, I regain my senses and I hook my fingers around her waist and lift her slightly as she positions herself over me.

She tips her head back with a gasp as I nuzzle at her entrance, like she’s been waiting months for this, even though it’s only been a few minutes. I pull her onto me in one swift movement and she chokes out my name.

“That’s what you wanted, right?” I ask her. “To sit on my cock? To have me deep like that?”

“You’re always so deep.”

“That’s right. Because you’re mine. From now on, I’m the only one that ever gets to fuck you.”

“I don’t want anyone else.”

“No. Of course you don’t.” I slam into her again, pushing my hips up to meet her with a sharp thrust. My hands around her waist push her down and I’m as deep as I can get.

I’m not sure if the sex between us is so good because we’re in love. But it’s always been good. Maybe we’ve always been in love. Maybe our bodies always understood what our minds couldn’t for a while—that we’d found the person that brings out the best in us, in every way.

I thrust up again and the movements of her breasts are hypnotizing. Her mouth falls open, and her ripe lips, which such a short time ago surrounded my cock, are still wet. She’s delicious.

I want to feel our bodies pressed together. I want to be able to look into her eyes when she comes again. I flip her to her back and crawl over her.

“I can’t wait to fuck you for the rest of our lives,” I say.

“I can’t wait for our lives together.” She pushes my hair away from my face, like she’s uncovering me.

Maybe she did.

Our bodies move like they understand each other now. I don’t know if I can ever stop fucking this woman. I’m going to have to abandon my business and just accept that I’m going to spend the rest of my life in bed with the woman underneath me.

“Is it deep enough?” I ask.

“So deep,” she says.

“Like this?” I reach down between our bodies and put a hand over her lower stomach and then slam into her.

She screams. “Ben!”