Marcus

Melanie's eyes are dark with desire, her lips parted in a silent invitation. Every fiber of my being screams to possess her, to lose myself in her completely.

"We're not done," I whisper, my voice husky with need as I take her hand and lead her to the bedroom. Melanie follows willingly, her steps echoing the pounding of my heart.

In the dim light of the bedroom, I turn to face her, my gaze locking with hers. I need her to cum again, to feel her pleasure wrapped around me like a second skin. It's not just a want; it's a desperate need, as vital to me as oxygen.

With trembling hands, I reach out and pull Melanie close, my arms wrapping around her waist as our lips meet in a hungry, possessive kiss. I claim her mouth with mine, my tongue tangling with hers in a fierce, primal dance.

Melanie is mine, and I will never let her go.

As the kiss deepens, I feel her responding to me, her body melting against mine with a sigh of surrender. I can feel the heat radiating from her skin, the pulse of her desire matching my own.

With a sudden surge of urgency, I lift Melanie into my arms and carry her to the bed. I lay her down gently, my eyes never leaving hers as I slowly unbutton my jeans and slide them off, followed by my boxers.

Melanie watches me with a hungry gaze, her own hands moving to remove her top and bra with a practiced ease. My breath catches in my throat as I take in the sight of her naked body, her curves and contours a testament to her beauty.

I lower myself onto the bed beside her, my skin tingling with anticipation as I hover above her. Our eyes meet for a brief moment, a silent exchange of desire and longing passing between us.

Then, with a growl of need, I lean down and capture Melanie's lips in another searing kiss. My hands roam her body freely now, tracing the curves of her breasts and hips with a possessive touch.

I feel her respond to me, her body arching against mine as I explore her. I spread Melanie's legs apart, my fingers finding her pussy with practiced ease. She shudders beneath me, her breath coming in short gasps as I stroke her with a gentle but insistent touch.

I can feel her arousal building, her body tensing with every caress of my fingers. I want to push her over the edge, to make her scream my name with pleasure until she can't think of anything else but me.

With a low growl of need, I lower my head and capture one of Melanie's nipples in my mouth, sucking and nipping at it until she cries out in pleasure. My hand continues to stroke her pussy, feeling her growing wetter with every passing moment.

With Melanie beneath me, her body hot and welcoming, I position myself at her entrance, my cock throbbing with anticipation. Slowly, inch by inch, I push inside her, feeling her warmth enveloping me until I'm buried deep within her. Melanie's breath catches in her throat, her nails digging into my back as she adjusts to my size.

I give her a moment to acclimate, to feel every inch of me stretching her, before I begin to move. Slowly at first, I pull back and then thrust back inside her, savoring the sensation of her tightness gripping me. Melanie's moans fill the room, her cries of pleasure driving me to the brink of madness.

As her cries grow louder, her eyes half-lidded with desire, I can't hold back any longer. With a growl of need, I increase the pace, thrusting faster and harder with each movement. I can feel myself hitting her cervix with every stroke, driving her to new heights of ecstasy.

"Marcus," she gasps, her voice a desperate plea for more. "Harder, faster."

Her words spur me on, igniting a fire within me that threatens to consume us both. I give in to the primal urge driving me, my hips moving with a frantic rhythm as I lose myself in the heat of our passion.

Melanie's cries fill the air, her body arching against mine as she rides the waves of pleasure crashing over her. I can feel her tightening around me, her climax approaching with each thrust.

The heat between us is relentless, driving me to the brink of ecstasy. I can feel my own release building, a fire burning deep within me as I pick up the pace, my movements becoming more urgent with each thrust.

Desperate for more, I lean down and capture one of Melanie's nipples in my mouth, sucking and rolling it between my teeth. She screams in pleasure, her body writhing beneath me as I drive her to the edge of bliss.

And then it happens. Melanie's body tenses, her cries of pleasure reaching a fever pitch as she cums hard around me. The sensation is enough to push me over the edge, my own climax crashing over me with a force that leaves me breathless.

With a primal roar, I release deep inside her, my hot cum flooding her depths as her pussy milks me for all I'm worth. The sensation is mind-numbing, electrifying, as we become lost in the throes of ecstasy together.

But even as we reach the peak of pleasure, I can't stop moving, can't stop thrusting into her as we cum together in a symphony of desire. The sensation is overwhelming, all-consuming, as we ride out the waves of pleasure crashing over us.

As the waves of ecstasy begin to subside, I collapse against Melanie, our bodies entwined in a tangle of limbs and sweat. I press a tender kiss to her lips, savoring the taste of her on my tongue.

"I love you," I whisper, my voice filled with emotion.

"I love you too," Melanie murmurs, her voice soft and content.

I slowly pull out of Melanie's warmth, my body still trembling with the aftershocks of our passion. I lie down on my side next to her, my gaze tracing over the curve of her body as I take in the sight of my cum glistening on her thigh.

A heavy sigh escapes me as I run my fingers lightly over Melanie's flat belly. "I have to stop doing this," I murmur, my voice barely above a whisper. "I want you all to myself before we start thinking about children."

Melanie's head snaps up to look at me, her eyes wide with surprise. "You think about that stuff?" she asks.

"Of course," I reply without hesitation, my gaze fixed on the patterns my fingers are tracing on her skin. "You're it for me, Melanie. I know it deep in my bones. We're going to have a big, beautiful family one day."

Melanie's silence is deafening, her eyes searching mine for any hint of doubt. I meet her gaze head-on, my own eyes filled with determination. "Unless, of course," I add with a teasing smile, "you break up with me."

Her eyes well with tears at my words, her mouth opening and closing soundlessly. "There's no way I'm doing that," she finally manages to say, her voice thick with emotion.

Without another word, her hands reach for my face, pulling me towards her for a kiss that speaks volumes more than words ever could.

The kiss starts off tender, a sweet exchange of affection between us, but it doesn't take long for the hunger to ignite once more. Melanie pulls me closer, her lips demanding, insistent. I respond eagerly, my hands roaming her body, gripping her with a fervor born of desire.

As the kiss deepens, Melanie breaks away for a moment, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "I want that too," she murmurs, her voice husky with need.

A smile spreads across my lips at her words, and without hesitation, I lean in to kiss her again. My hands find their way to her pussy, and I slide two fingers inside her effortlessly. Melanie moans into my mouth, her body arching towards me in pleasure.

Her moans only fuel my desire, my own arousal growing with each passing moment. I take my time, sucking on each nipple meticulously, savoring the taste of her on my tongue. And then, with a slow, deliberate motion, I pull my fingers out and lick them clean, my eyes never leaving Melanie's as she watches me with a mixture of desire and anticipation.

I get on my knees, my desire burning hot as I pull Melanie to straddle me. She positions herself above me, her entrance poised over my throbbing cock. With slow, deliberate movements, she lowers herself onto me, taking me all in until I'm buried deep inside her warmth.

As she begins to move, I meet her thrusts with eager anticipation, my hands roaming her body as she rides me. Her back arches slightly, her cries growing more urgent with each movement. I pinch her nipples between my fingers, eliciting a gasp of pleasure from her lips as her thighs clench around my waist.

I pull Melanie's body closer to mine, my lips finding her neck as I kiss and suckle the sensitive skin. "So much for letting you rest," I murmur against her skin, my voice thick with desire.

Melanie moans in response, her breath coming in short gasps as she speaks. "That's better," she whispers, her voice filled with need. "Fuck me, Marcus. Fuck me hard."

With a growl of desire, I comply, driving into her with a primal intensity that leaves us both breathless. Our bodies move together in a symphony of passion, our cries mingling in the air as we lose ourselves in the heat of the moment.

I can feel the familiar surge of release building within me, my body tensing with anticipation as I pull Melanie closer to me. I want her to feel every movement, every sensation, so I press her clit against my pelvis, increasing the friction between our bodies.

Melanie cries out in ecstasy, her release crashing over her with an intensity that leaves her breathless. I try to pull away, but she looks at me with pleading eyes and whispers, "Don't."

Her word is like a switch, triggering my own release as I succumb to the overwhelming pleasure coursing through me. With a primal groan, I let go, spilling my hot cum deep inside her as our bodies shudder with the force of our combined ecstasy.

In this moment, there is nothing else but Melanie and me, lost in the throes of passion as we ride out the storm together. And as we collapse into each other's arms, breathless and spent, I know that everything we went through was worth it. So fucking worth it.