Go all the way

You're body above water is soaked in sweat from the steamy bath; meanwhile, you're mind is in a haze of lust, exhaustion, and steamed-out dreariness. You are in an almost trance-like state as you slowly but surely bury your shaft into her sweet quim, slowly but steadily. Despite your blurring senses, you are keenly aware of the mounting pleasure in your cock as it is massaged by the sopping folds of your incredible seductress. You faintly remember that this means you'll come soon. You wonder if you should pull out, but suddenly a sort of primal revulsion to the idea springs forth in reaction. What if you never see her again? If this is your one chance to unify yourself with her? A spike of fear shoots through your heart. No, you will not miss this chance. Your trance partially disperses as an animal determination takes hold. You grips her wide hips doubly hard and thrust powerfully, causing waves of bath water to splash out. "Oh, yes, take me you beast!" she cries, now holding onto the edge for dear life, rocking and moaning with each furious thrust. You care for discretion vanishes as overwhelming, **** pleasure builds in your loins. You grunt deeply, shaking as you blast past your breaking point. Large, thick jets of your seed blast into her fecund body in multiple spurts. Eva trembles and moans with each one, falling forward on her arms again, out of exhaustion this time rather than relaxation. Her mas of wet hair, not strewn about raggedly, partially covers her beautiful face.

After a moment, reality seems to dawn on you both. "Oh! You came in me..." she says, mild surprise in her voice.

You try to stammer out a quick apology. "I'm so sorry, it's just, you're so beautiful, and-" you try to say, but she turns around and puts a graceful finger to your lips.

"It's ok, my well-inherited love" Eva says softly, planting a gentle kiss on your lips. "I just didn't realize you had such expensive tastes."

"Expensive tastes?" you ask, genuinely confused.

"Well of course" Eva says nonchalantly. "If you wanted to claim me as yours, you needed only say so. But naturally, if do you leave me with child, I will obviously need a house of my own." You could hear the excitement rising in her voice with each sentence.

"Yes, a nice new home. We can meet there whenever you wish" she says, not even looking at you now, counting off her thoughts on her fingers. "And a maid of course; you wouldn't risk damaging my beauty by forcing me to labor would you? Of course not. A cute maid too, not some nasty, judgmental old crone who'll gossip to every crone in the city. What fun we shall have! Oh, my generous love, I admire your willingness to commit!" she cries, throwing her arms around you in a passionate embrace.

A part of you worries. A fine horse, a carriage, beautiful jewelry; these are all common expenses for royals. But a house and maid? That may raise an eyebrow. But another part of you focuses on the gorgeous, soft body of the soaking wet woman around you, every sense picking up on her. The smoothness of her skin, the wet green pools of her eyes, her light clean scent, the entrancing sweetness of her voice...you could find a way to explain a house purchase to your steward, could you not?