Scream For me

Her breaths are coming faster, and when she brings her hand down to play with the head of my cock, I know it won’t be long before we’re both cumming. The feel of her smooth pussy against me is better than all the sex I’ve ever had put together. Nothing feels as good as Nora.

She works herself against me harder and faster, and when she starts to scream my name, I let myself cum with her. Pleasure like I’ve never known rips through me. Keeping her face pressed close to mine, I massage both her tits, squeezing my fingers together so her nipples are pinched between them. She bucks wildly against me, using her inner thighs and hand to milk me completely dry.

Reaching a hand up, I turn her face to mine so I can kiss her as I bring my other hand down to cup her pussy. When I slowly slide a finger inside, we both let out a groan at how good it feels. She immediately clamps down around my finger, and all I can think about is how good that tight pussy will feel clenched around my cock. I finger her slowly while we kiss.

She’s my whole world, and I know there’s no going back. How can I possibly let her go? Just the idea of someone else touching her like this makes me see red, and I know I could never be happy with anyone else. I feel a stab of guilt when I think about her dad, but I also know that I will love her and take care of her for the rest of my life. This isn’t just a fling for me.

I need to know exactly what it is for her. Sliding my finger out of her, I break our kiss and turn her around so she’s pressed against the side of the pool facing me. She smiles up at me, and I wonder how anyone can look so damn sexy. There’s a beautiful rosy flush to her skin, and her lips are slightly parted, making me want to slide my tongue between them again.

“Thanks for taking a swim with me.” Her eyes roam over my chest, and the heat in them has me growing hard again.

I concentrate on her face, knowing if I start looking at that beautiful, naked body, then I’ll never find the words for what I want to say, and this is too important to fuck up.

Resting my hands on the edge of the pool on either side of her head, I lean closer and ask, “Why did you want to rent my room?”

She doesn’t even hesitate before saying, “Because I wanted to be close to you.”

“Why?”

“Because I love you, Ethan. I always have.”

My heart skips a beat at hearing her say she loves me again, and all my instincts are telling me to just grab her and take her to my bedroom, but I have to know for sure, so I ask the question that’s been eating away at me all night.

“How do you know you love me, though? You’re only 18. What if it’s just a crush?”

She looks at me like I’m an idiot. “Yes, I’m 18, but that doesn’t make me a moron. I admit that it started out as a crush when I was younger, but then it changed as I got older. I tried to like some of the boys at school, I really did. I just wanted to be normal, you know, go on double dates with my friends and all that, but I just couldn’t do it.”

I let go of the edge so I can cup her face. She’d looked so damn sad, and I can’t imagine how lonely she must have felt. She could have easily dated someone in school and given him all her firsts, but she hadn’t. She’d waited for me, never knowing if she’d ever actually get to be with me.

“Why did you keep waiting? It must have been torture for you?”

I think about the girlfriends I’d had over the last few years and how I’d brought them to suppers over at her house. She’d had to sit through all of that and quietly endure it. Could I have done the same? No, I probably would have reached across the table and strangled the damn kid.

“I waited because I love you, Ethan, because you’re the only one I want, and because I held out hope that one day you’d feel the same way about me.”

Her eyes start to tear, and it breaks my heart to see it. “But if you don’t feel the same way, then just tell me now, and I’ll go. I don’t want you to be with me out of pity, and I don’t want to be a fling for you. I couldn’t take that. I’d rather be alone.”

Using my thumbs, I brush her tears aside and lower my face to hers. “I’ve been such an idiot. I’ve been so worried about you being off limits, but I don’t care about any of that anymore. I love you, Nora, and I don’t want a life that doesn’t have you in it.”

“Really?” she asks, and the hope in her voice is the sweetest and saddest thing I’ve ever heard. I make a promise to myself that this will be the last time she’ll ever be in doubt about how I feel. I’ll make it my life’s mission to make sure she always knows how much I love and need and want her.

“Yes, Nora, really. I don’t want you to live here as my roommate. I want you to live here as my wife. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Is that too much to take in at once?” I ask with a laugh, afraid I’ve scared her off.

“Never,” she says, letting her hands rest on my shoulders. “But I want more.”

I quirk an eyebrow at her, forcing myself to not get my hopes up.

She grabs one of my hands and brings it to rest on her lower stomach. “What about kids? If you’re going to claim me, shouldn’t you claim all of me?”

“My god, you’re perfect,” I say with a groan. “You have no idea how much I want to claim that womb of yours, but what about your classes?”

She lets out a soft giggle and averts her eyes. “Well, here’s the thing. I didn’t actually register for any classes.”

I can’t help but laugh. “You sneaky little vixen.”

Shrugging her small shoulders, she says, “I took a gamble, but I trusted you, Ethan. I knew you’d come around eventually.”

She’s quiet for a second, and when she looks back at me there’s worry in her eyes. “What about my dad?”

“I’ll talk to him. Please, don’t worry about it. I’ll make him understand.”

I reach down and pick her up and smile when she quickly wraps her arms and legs around me.

“I may not mention that I was able to control myself for about 45 minutes after you moved in, though,” I say with a laugh.

“I think it was closer to 30 when you ran off with my thong.”Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“Hey!” I say over her laughter. “First, I didn’t run, thank you very much, and second, what did you expect when you hand me a pair of your wet, used panties?”

She brings her lips close to mine and looks into my eyes. “I was very happy with your reaction, even if you didn’t fuck me or eat my pussy.”

Her words send a shot of pleasure straight to my dick. She smiles and rubs her smooth pussy along the length of me.

“I think it’s about time we changed all that,” I say with a grin.

She lets out a happy squeal as I walk us out of the pool.