A's hands were all over my body as he pumped his cock hard into me from behind. He moaned loudly and said "baby, you feel so fucking good" as his left hand slammed down fast on my ass, sure to leave a small mark. I moved my body lower on the bed, resting my head down and lifting my ass, giving him better access. He grabbed my hair as he continued to fuck me, harder and harder.
He grunted and moaned as he pulled out of me and turned me over on my back. He pulled my legs up on his chest and in one quick thrust, he filled me again. Both his hands playing with my breasts, he thrusts his cock in and out of me so deeply that I couldn't help but moan and scream out. Then, he let go of my legs which I wrapped around his body pulling him closer on top of me. The back of his hand grazing my cheek, he placed his warm mouth on mine. His kiss was slow, his lips embracing mine and his tongue gently toying with my own. His slow kisses gradually became more passionate as his mouth enveloped mine in the most delicious way. He embraced me, his arm around me pulling me into him. My hands in his hair, I kissed him harder as he continued to move in and out of me slowly but firmly. He unlocked his lips from mine and with one hand cupping my face, he said: "I love you so much Olivia, so fucking much". I held his face in my hands, kissing him and whispering "I love you more" against his hot mouth. He made love to me, moving slowly but deliciously inside me as he held me so close. His hands sometimes in my hair, sometimes bringing my face to his, he never stopped kissing me. His intensity was moving and addictive. He wrapped me up in him... Caught up in that moment, nothing existed outside of him, myself and our love.
As we laid, wrapped up in eachother's arms afterwards, A stroked every curve of my face with his fingers as I told him that every woman should be made love to the way he had just made love to me.
