Every word she uttered, every expression of pleasure she gave, fueled his desire further. Her responsiveness, her willingness to surrender herself so completely to him, was intoxicating. He felt a deep sense of satisfaction in knowing he was the one to bring her such intense pleasure. Her tight warmth enveloped his cock completely, and he relished the sensation of her breasts pressing against his chest. Each thrust felt like heaven, his heart pounded in response to her words, each breathless plea and moan fueling his desire. Each moan and plea from her sent another wave of desire crashing through him, making it a challenge to maintain his composure.
Every reaction from her body, every sound she made, turning him on even more. As she clung to him, her body pressing close, he was acutely aware of every curve, every soft, warm inch of her. He wanted to consume her, to possess her completely in this moment of raw intimacy. Her flushed skin, her trembling form, everything about her drove him to the edge of control. "You feel so amazing, Aika," he murmured, his voice raspy and thick with need. "I want you to feel every inch of me." Her admission of the pain mixed with pleasure made him all the more determined to be gentle yet thorough. He wanted to ensure every moment was as pleasurable as possible for her. "We're perfect together," he murmured in response to her statement of being made for each other, his voice husky with desire.
He could feel her hips moving on their own, taking him deeper, and her words made his heart race. His muscles strained to maintain control as he thrust deeper into her welcoming heat. The way her body moved against his, her breasts bouncing and her hips grinding, was an intoxicating blend of pleasure and passion. The sight of her breasts bouncing with each thrust, the way her body reacted to him, sent waves of pure desire through him. Her words, offering herself to him whenever and wherever he wanted, the way she said she was addicted to him, ignited something primal within him as he increased the pace, each thrust more powerful than the last.
"I'll make you feel good every time," he promised, his voice a husky whisper thick with emotion. "I'm never letting you go." He increased his pace, his thrusts becoming more urgent, yet still measured to give her the utmost pleasure, each thrust becoming more deliberate, more powerful. His hand on her back pulled her closer, his other hand still gripping her hair, holding her in place as he drove deeper into her. Her moans and the way she called him "Master" sent a thrill through him. He tightened his grip on her hair, pulling her head back to expose more of her neck, and his lips continued their journey, kissing along her sensitive skin, each kiss a declaration of his claim on her.
With each thrust, he could feel the tension building inside him, his body urging him to let go, to surrender to the overwhelming pleasure. He held on, focusing on her, on the way her body moved, on the sounds she made. He couldn't deny her plea to fuck her more as she gasped out her impending climax, he felt a surge of possessiveness and desire. The way she begged for more, made it impossible for him to hold back much longer. His own need surged through him, demanding satisfaction. He increased the pace, thrusting deeper and harder, his movements becoming more urgent as he felt his own release approaching. He wanted to push her over the edge, to feel her orgasm around him, to share that moment of pure ecstasy.
"Are you going to cum for me?" he asked, his eyes darkened with lust. "I want you to show me how much you need me." he groaned, his pace quickening just a bit, his own restraint was slipping, the sensation of her tight, wet heat pushing him closer to his own release. He held back, wanting to experience her pleasure first, to feel her lose herself in the moment. With each thrust, she moaned louder, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Her tight, wet heat pulsed around him, drawing him closer to his own climax. As she neared her climax, he could feel the tension building within her, her body trembling in anticipation, he knew she was close. He held her tight, his lips finding hers again in a searing kiss as he drove them both to the brink.
"Cum for me, Aika," he whispered against her lips, his pace relentless but still filled with care. His thrusts became deeper, more precise, aiming to push her over the edge into bliss. "I want to feel you explode around me." He shifted slightly, angling his thrusts to hit her deepest spots, driving her closer to the edge. He could feel her tightening around him, her body quivering as she neared her climax. With a powerful, deep thrust, he felt her climax, her body clenching around him as she cried out in ecstasy. When he felt her body start to convulse around him, her inner walls tightening, he felt her shatter around him. "That's it, Aika. Let go for me," he encouraged, his voice a low.
His own release was building, the pressure becoming almost unbearable. He held her tightly, riding out her orgasm, his own release not far behind. "I'm going to cum," he groaned, his voice a low, guttural growl. His movements became more erratic, driven by the overwhelming need to join her in ecstasy. With a final, deep thrust, he felt himself release inside her, his own climax hit him with the force of a tidal wave, his body shuddering with release as he held her tightly, their bodies pressed together as he surrendered to the overwhelming sensation. He groaned deeply, his release mingling with the warmth of their intimate connection.
He kept her locked in their embrace, their breaths mingling as they rode out the waves of their shared ecstasy, their breathing heavy and bodies slick with sweat. As their breathing slowed and their bodies relaxed, he pulled her closer, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead, his hands gently caressing her back, his heart pounding in his chest. "You're mine, Aika," he repeated softly, his voice a mix of possession and reverence. "Now and always." His words were a promise, a declaration of his deepening feelings for her. Running a hand along her cheek, he would lock eyes with her as he continued to hold her. "I'm not done with you yet," he stated as his lips curled into a wicked smile. "Our night is just beginning, and I will take you again once you've had a moment to rest."