"You're mine," he whispered, his thumb gently caressing my skin, his breath fanning over my face. The words came tumbling out of his mouth without pause, like a man who had thought about this countless times before. His eyes darkened as he leaned toward me, his lips hovering over mine as though he was afraid to break the spell. His tongue flicked out quickly to taste my bottom lip, which trembled ever so slightly. "I know we should wait until the wedding to get married… and then i can take care of you properly. But i can't think of anything better than marrying you now. Not even a wedding night. Do you agree, slut?"He spoke quietly, his gaze darkening even more as he uttered the last word. he knew she like those petnames, especially at times like these. She always flushed whenever he called her 'slut,' and if he told her to 'fucking lay down on the bed and suck me off,' she would do so without hesitation. She would always tell him, with complete honesty that she loved him, that she didn't need anyone else. She needed him. She would do anything for him. She would give herself to him completely. He slammed his lips against hers passionately, grinding his cock against her pussy, their hips touching often. His hand snaked down between our bodies, cupping my ass possessively as he groaned deeply. She moaned loudly and arched her back against him, pressing his cock deeper inside her sex as her hands slid down his chest, running along the front of his pants. His hands moved to her backside, pulling her closer as he rubbed against her, making her moan louder still. his hands slipped under her dress to cup her breasts gently. y/n gasped and shivered under his touch, arching her back more aggressively. Her legs wrapped around his waist as her palms traveled up his back. His fingers continued to move inside her sex as he ground himself against her, his cock rubbing against her clit. She whimpered and squirmed beneath him, her body trembling as she felt his cock throbbing against her. He groaned and pressed his forehead against hers, breathing heavily. "I love you, y/n. I love you so much." He whispered, kissing her again. She moaned and pushed her hips against his, rocking herself against him desperately. Her hands ran through his hair as her thighs squeezed around his waist tighter. He groaned and gripped her thighs, lifting her easily. y/n shrieked and wrapped her legs around his waist, holding on tightly as he carried her bridal style to the bedroom. His large hands gripped her legs, stroking them slowly as he walked. y/n moaned and bit her lip, her cheeks flushed red as she felt his cock pulsating against her pussy. He laid her down on the bed and climbed on top of her, his hands moving to her breasts once more. He sucked one nipple into his mouth while his other hand massaged her clit. y/n moaned, biting her lower lip as she writhed underneath him. She threw her head back in pleasure as he stroked her clit faster, her movements becoming rougher. She bucked her hips up towards him as he reached his goal. He growled low in his throat as he pumped harder, his erection brushing against her. He thrust harder, moaning her name as she came with a shuddering gasp. She collapsed beneath him, panting as she lay on the mattress. She felt spent. Every inch of her ached from his passion. She smiled up at him, her lips wet and swollen from his kisses. He grinned at her and sat up, reaching behind himself to undo his belt and unzip his pants. y/n watched, mesmerized, as he freed his penis from his briefs. She gasped, feeling her own arousal stir inside her. He smirked down at her and strode back to the edge of the bed, bending down to pull off his shoes. As he stood back up, he looked down at her and smiled mischievously.
