Just think about this: Joe came home to you, his voice hoarse from all the rules he had to perform, his eyes tired from squeezing too much without his glasses, he doesn't feel like eating, you welcome him only with kisses and hugs, you know he only needs you after a long journey/day. Most of all, he wraps his arms around you so that he is your comfort warmth blanket. You soon make your way to the bedroom, the physical contact makes you both horny, after some foreplay he shoves his harden dick into you and growls "god i've missed you so much" the words slow, still in his deep, still growling voice. 🤤
i just love it when guys speak to you like that, and had to tell you
You just know it would turn into something filthy immediately. He’d be wrecking the headboard the way he clings onto it fucking himself up inside of you. The muscles on his arms flexing greatly, the vein in his neck stuck out like a sore thumb. Grunting above you and swearing out because he reached his peak too quickly when he spills between your walls. It all just got too much for him. Carrying on through his high, making a sloppy mess in the middle of the tension you’ve created, calling out your name and telling you how good you take his cock. His seed leaking out of your entrance rapidly when he continues to breed you at an erratic pace; balls slapping, the smell of sex in the air. He won’t stop until you cum at least twice. For even though he’s completely exhausted, it’s not in him to leave you unsatisfied.
His appetite would grow somewhat x100 by the time you’ve done fucking. You order in because it’s too much effort to even open the cupboards to see what you can conjure up, so for the rest of the night it’s snuggling on the sofa, a crappy movie and Chinese food that could feed a small army. The occasional fondling turns into more horny needs and before you know it you’re back at it but this time you’re bouncing on his length, his fingertips moulding into the skin of your hips so that he can control your pace. His moans make you feel electrified, urging you further to make him feel the best he possibly can before he climaxes, surprising him by pulling yourself off and sliding down to wrap your lips around him to finish him off, his body twitching from the immense pleasure, you’ve milked him dry.
Falling asleep together isn’t much of a task that night, you go to sleep and one of the rare moments of you being the big spoon occurs because it turns out Joe can be such a big cute clingy baby, your fingers intertwined together as he envelops the arm that’s securely wrapped around him. He needed this evening with you more than you or he knew possible, just from your time alone has relaxed him. You’re his reason, you’re his life. He loves you so fucking much.
