Within seconds she came apart under him, her cries glorious music to him. He played with her clit as he stood. She was still climaxing when he grabbed his shaft and pressed it into her pulsing channel. Ursula moaned while he growled as her pussy pulled him in, her walls milking his hard dick inside her.
Holding onto her hips, he surged inside her to the very hilt. He bumped her cervix, and she moaned, the sound she made a mixture of pain and pleasure. Her hands were spread out gripping the edge of the table. He would never again look at the table without imagining fucking her.
“You feel so fucking good.” He pulled out of her then slammed back inside. Her back arched off the table as he fucked her hard and fast. Perspiration dripped off his body onto her. She stared at him, and he gazed back at her, the connection between them flowing stronger than ever.
“I’m going to spill inside you. I want to get you pregnant, Ursula. I want to make you mine.” He said the words he’d been holding back. The desperation to tell her his need for her filled every corner of his soul.
Stephen lifted her up. Her supple body was perfect against his hardness. All he wanted to do was sink inside her and never let go.
“Watch my cock fuck your body,” he said. They stared down where they were connected, his length glistening with her release and his pre-cum.
Her moan vibrated through her body down to his cock.
“I’ve never been like this with anyone,” she said.
“That’s because you’re mine.” He growled as her pussy tightened round him the moment he said the words. Stephen pulled out of her, spun her around so her tummy was flat on the table. Her ass was in the air. He pulled the full globes loving the way she pushed back against him. Gathering her cum on his fingers, he brought his fingers to the puckered hole of her anus. She froze under him.
“Trust me, Ursula. I wouldn’t do anything to harm you.” He caressed her back as she slowly relaxed, accepting his touch. “There is nothing I would do to you to cause you harm.”
“I’ve never done that,” she said.
“I’ll be gentle. You’ll love it.” Stephen wouldn’t fuck her ass immediately. She would need to grow accustomed to having something in her ass. He pressed one finger against her ass watching her fight him. “Relax,” he said. With his free hand, he teased her clit, which did the trick. Her ass relaxed enough, and one finger sank inside the tightness of her ass. She cried out. He slid his cock along her slit, bumping her clit before he pressed inside her cream-coated pussy.
Ursula thrust back onto his finger and cock, taking more of him inside her body. She begged him to fuck her hard. He took her with him, adding another digit to her generous ass as he rammed inside her cunt over and over.
Stephen held the words of love back. He didn’t know when the right time would be to say them. She slammed back. The noises she made, made him aware of the pleasure rising inside her.
His balls ached, and his cock was thick as he slammed into her a final time. Stephen growled as his cum spurted out of the tip inside her. Her release gripped her at the same time. He felt her pussy milking the seed from his cock as her ass did the same with his fingers. She collapsed on the table. Holding her was difficult with only one arm. He pulled his fingers from her ass then settled her on the table.
He grabbed a cloth from the kitchen, washed his hands, then went to wash her. She lay with her legs dangling off the table. Her body was totally relaxed.
When he was standing before her, he saw his cum leaking out of her pussy. For a few moments he watched his seed spill out of her. The possessive feeling swamped him. His woman lay on the table with his cum in her body. He wanted to keep her in that position for the rest of his life.
She stared at him, waiting. He washed her gently. The way he’d taken her had not been gentle. When she was clean, he lifted her in his arms and held her while she cried. Her legs wrapped around him with her head buried in his neck. She sobbed silently.
“It’s okay,” he said, soothing her. He stroked her hair, holding her. At some point she began to ease from her crying. He went up to his room, holding her in his arms. Something had changed between them in these moments of making love. He felt part of her more than ever. She was his lifeline. The reason for breathing. He would cherish her for the rest of his life.
Sleep claimed her. Stephen watched her in his arms. He never wanted to let her go.
“I’ll do anything to keep you.” Even if it meant keeping the club from her. Ursula accepted so much of him. A part of him was afraid if she knew about Possession she would leave him. But Stephen knew, no matter how many excuses he made, he’d have to tell her about the club. He stared down at the sleeping woman he’d fallen so deeply for and knew tomorrow he wouldn’t put it off any more. He’d tell her about the club tomorrow. There would be no secrets between them.