I wanted to tell her how good she felt, despite the heated exchange we were having. Maybe even because of it. I knew I was begging again, but it didn't matter. This was an angry fuck. There was no dressing it up as anything else. I felt like a man stripped completely down to his primal instincts. Like she must just have really good pussy. But even as I fucked her like I didn't care, I knew better. By now, she should too. She needed me. I needed her. We were completely fucked without each other.
"You're my whore, my princess, my fucking world. Mine. Everything you are is fucking mine. I will do anything to keep you, so fucking get over it," I said, feeling her pussy walls clench around my dick.
"I'm coming. I'm coming so fucking hard," she screamed, her head falling back, her eyes rolling back, her whole body going limp next to mine before she shook against me.
She had me thinking about the first time she said she loved me and how she came on my dick then too. Just like that time, this wasn't exactly the response I needed, but this time I stayed put. She needed to know I wasn't blowing smoke up her ass. That neither of us was walking away ever again.
"You look so beautiful coming on my dick," I said, breathlessly watching her with equal parts lust and adoration.
Once she stilled though, I slid out of her and turned my back on her. Fucking her was amazing, but it wasn't enough. Stuffing her full of dick all night wouldn't keep her next to me. She needed the fucking words. Even as I fucked her, I couldn't seem to shut up anyway.
"I'm such a mess that I can't handle a grown up conversation without fucking you," I said, sighing in frustration.
"I use sex to de-stress Scott. I'm hardly one to judge. I'm glad you want to talk to me, even if it is while you pound my pussy. You don't have to say anything else if you don't want to. God knows you waited seven years for me to talk to you. If you're not done though, I'm listening," she said, giving me the floor while simultaneously making me feel incredibly safe.
When I heard her turn around and come closer, I took a deep breath and said, "Not yet. Let me say it all first before I chicken out. I hate waking up without you, but something's got to give because I feel like I'm always chasing you. I've only had my heart broken once, when Jeff left us, so I'm not used to it. I don't want to hate you like I hate him, Stace. Despite everything that happened, Jeff leaving broke me. But from the second you spoke to me for the first time, everything was better. Bearable. You got me through the worst thing that's ever happened to me. I'm an asshole and I probably deserve it, but baby my heart is too fragile to survive being broken by the love of my life. My partner. My best friend. My soulmate. I don't just want you. I need to be near you for life."
She was facing my back, itching to reach out. Whatever tiredness I felt was long gone. I wanted to turn to her and make good on my promise to fuck her until sunrise. But first, she had to hear the rest.
Breathing through the pain, I went on, "If, for whatever reason, you feel like you can't give me that, then you need to say it to my face. Don't sneak out of my life like we never mattered. Please Stace, at least–"
Her hand landed on my shoulder and I let her roll me onto my back, feeling weak and vulnerable. I wasn't ready and yet when I saw her in tears, my feelings ceased to matter.
"I can't give you the space you asked for anymore," she said in a small voice. "It's driving me crazy to be so close and not touch you. I can't wait anymore."
When she kissed me, my lips moved against hers, cautiously at first. Then I slid my fingers into her hair and gave my mouth to her freely. She hadn't responded to my words yet and I was terrified, but she tasted so good I couldn't help myself. I would have spent all night just kissing her if that's what she wanted.
Eventually she pulled away though, looked me in the eye and said through sniffles, "I don't deserve your love after what I've put you through, but I will take every last drop anyway. You'll never have to chase me again, because I'll be in your bed for life. Right next to you every morning. I'm going to selfishly rip you away from your family because I just need you so damn much. I'm going to ask you one time if I'm worth it. Whatever you answer, I will accept. If you choose me over everything and everyone, I will do the same."
Just like that, like an out of control horndog, I wanted back into her pussy. I opened my mouth to answer her, but she pressed a finger against my lips. Hesitantly she reached down, carefully wrapped her fingers around my dick and started stroking it. I closed my eyes and moaned for her, letting the peace and pleasure she was giving me with her hand and words gently wash over me.
"I know this won't sound right. You're crying, tired and not ready for me to speak but I just have to tell you," I said against her finger, taking ragged breaths as I opened my eyes to look at her. "I'm so desperate to be back inside you."
This earned me a serene smile as she forged on bravely, her hand moving lovingly up against my dick.
"I know how it must look to you, but never once have I ever thought that I was strong enough to leave you. Not once Scottie. It would have haunted me forever. I definitely can't willingly do it now, even if it's what's best for you," she said, her eyes staring into mine as she got on top of me, straddling the dick in her hand.
She slid the tip into her pussy. Far too excited, I slid my hands up her thighs, trying to pace myself as she impaled herself on my dick. Unlike earlier, I didn't hold back.
"Stacy. Fuck baby," I said, grabbing her ass and letting me moaning her name fill the room.
She fought to keep a straight face, whimpering as she said, "If you need to fuck me to believe me, I'd be happy to be your little whore all night long."
Once I bottomed out in her pussy, she started riding me. Slowly at first, not being an asshole like I had been to her. That all changed when I sat up against the pillows, grabbed her thighs, and pulled her down on my dick so we were face to face, as close as could be.
"You're so fucking worth it," I told her, my arms wrapping around her waist as I kissed her with reckless abandon. "Mine," I told her again as my hips thrust up into her while she rode me.
"I know. I know, baby. Who else's would I be?" she conceded, the words falling away as we battled it out for dominance, trying to one up each other as we fucked like animals.
When she did say something again, it was just my name on repeat. I was so lost to her body, groping her ass and breasts, sucking on her nipples as we humped away at each other, that my only respon
ses came in the form of grunts and muffled moans.