Yes, powerful. He’d decided to give happiness a second chance because of her. He resumed thrusting his finger in her hole, deeper, teasing it with a friction that wouldn’t quit.
Instead of withdrawing, she enjoyed him taking her with so much lust and care. Not to mention—patience. He had to be super close to climax, but he kept delaying it for her.
“Come all the way inside me, Vincent,” she begged, her breath rushing in and out of her, in tandem with the thrusts from his fingers into her cunt. Hell, she wouldn’t last much longer.
After a beat of hesitation, he began to thrust his amazing cock in her back entrance, and an ache seared her insides, causing a tremor to bolt through her. She threw her head back, calling his name, knowing full well they didn’t need to hide their love from anyone. Ever, again.
“God, Natalie… you’re incredible,” he said, ramping up the claiming of her ass. She squirmed, and the friction from his cock entering and halfway retreating caused ripples of pleasure to spiral out of control. Soon, he intensified the fingering of her sex, and she could no longer take it… Wave after wave of bliss rode her, shaking her limbs and provoking a feverish sensation she hoped would last forever.
“Yes. Yes,” she repeated, as droplets of sweat dribbled down on the pillow.
She threw her head and shoulders on the bed, unable to stay on all fours, still quivering.
Vincent removed his fingers from her pussy, and lifted her ass in the air enough to continue his relentless exploration. This time, he held on both sides of her waist, holding her hips in place, and plunged into her.
Once.
Twice.
On the third thrust, he groaned, and soon, spilled his load inside her.
She closed her eyes, as the trembling subsided, and for a long time basked in the moment, holding the pillow. When the throbbing of her heart resumed its regular beating, she sighed. Everything would fall into place.
The same way she’d showed him they deserved a chance, she’d make Dina see it, too. And if people didn’t approve of their relationship, well, tough luck.
“How are you, darlin’?” he asked, scooping her in his arms, bringing her to his side.
“Never been better.” She lifted her head to look at him, opening her eyes to admire the strong, handsome man next to her.
“Me too,” he said, tracing a finger down her nose, then caressing her cheek. “Guess what? This is just the beginning.”
A wave of warmth fluttered in her chest, and she smiled at him. She’d waited long enough to begin again, and it’d been all worth it.