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“What the fuck are you going to do about it?” I tease, feeling him shift my body off his shoulders as I almost collapse onto the floor.
He catches me just before my head hits the hardwood. “Would hate to reinjure that brain after all you’ve been through,” he says in a sweet voice with an overtone of malice.
Before I can respond, he flips me over onto my belly, lifting my hips up until I’m completely face-down.
I feel him press his hips into mine, rubbing his hard cock on my bare, wet pussy as my arousal soaks through his pants. Now he’s just playing with me, testing himself to see how long he can wait before he can’t hold back from taking me.
It doesn’t take long before I hear him undoing his belt, and a spark of renewed excitement builds in me. I’ve missed feeling him deep inside of me, and now I’ll get to really experience him fully for the first time without nerve damage to inhibit me.
Before, he would always take his time sliding himself into me slowly. It felt necessary, as if he was waiting for me to tell him it was too much, too big, too intense for me.
This time, he slips right in, and I feel him start to pound my pussy as soon as he hits the back of my vagina.
He’s only just a little too big for me, stretching me enough for it to feel overwhelming. The sensation heightens my pleasure, increasing the thrill to twice what it would be. Just as I feel like I’ve reached the absolute peak of ecstasy, he lifts my hips slightly, pushing them forward and arching my spine even further to give him a deeper thrust.
My eyes roll into the back of my head, and I know he’s getting closer as he grabs my hair again, pulling my head back as if to snap me in half. He’s going to take every piece of me that belongs to him. He’s going to make sure that I know I’m his.
His breathing grows faster, and just as I begin to cum all over him, my pussy tightens, and I feel his cock throb inside of me.
“Don’t you fucking dare,” I tease.
He spanks me hard as his cock throbs again, grabbing my ass with his free hand as he explodes inside me.
He presses himself as deeply as he can into me, hitting my cervix with the head of his dick as he experiences his own depth of pleasure.
Slowly, he eases himself down on top of me until we’re both flat, his weight pressing me into the floor as he bites and kisses my neck.
“How was that?” he asks.
It takes me a moment to gather my bearings enough to respond coherently. “I think that’s the first time I’ve ever truly felt alive.”
He rolls off me, turning on his side to look at me. His gaze holds so much more than lust this time; there’s an understanding, a connectedness that he wants to share with me as this moment suspends itself in the atmosphere.
“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” he whispers, brushing my hair out of my face as it blinds me.
I scoff playfully. “You need to temper your expectations.”
He leans in for a kiss, and the warm, human taste of his lips enraptures me all over again, like I could jump right back on top of him and let him take me again and again until I collapse from exhaustion.
We both roll over, staring at the ceiling and completely ignoring the growing discomfort of the hard floor on our backs.
“What is it that you need the most in the world?” he asks, seemingly out of nowhere.
It takes me a moment to really think through his question with any depth. My circumstances have varied so greatly throughout my life, it would seem. What did I need before? What do I need now?
“I think that, had you asked me that a year ago, I would have said something like stability or... to be seen. To be visible. Now, I’m not so sure. Why do you ask?”
He’s the first to get up from the floor, slowly easing upright until he’s back on his feet. He offers me a hand, and I take it as I struggle to regain my footing. I’ve regained my senses, but my leg muscles still falter, especially after such an amazing chain of orgasms.
“Because I want to give it to you. I have the world at my disposal, and I want you to tell me the first thing that comes to your mind when I ask: what do you need the most?”
My heart fills with warmth as I meet his eyes. “I don’t think I really need anything anymore. You’ve done more than enough to take care of me. I guess the only thing I could ever want at this point would be to have the wedding that I thought we’d had, mostly just out of curiosity as to what it would look like.”
He smirks a bit. “Yeah, I guess I kind of overlooked that detail.”
I raise an eyebrow slightly as he leads me back over to the bed. “What do you mean?”
“If we’d already had a wedding, we would at least have a few photos from it scattered through the house. We would have spent a small fortune making sure that everything was captured perfectly. The fact that neither of us questioned that is kind of a miracle. You never once asked to see our wedding photos,” he replies, pulling back the blankets for me as I crawl into the bed.
