Protector!

'Tommie,' I groaned softly, starting to move with slow, deliberate thrusts. Each one was hard but measured, pulling out almost to the tip before driving back in, filling her completely. Her moans filled the room, soft at first, then building as I set a rhythm that rocked her body against the mattress.

The scent of our arousal hung in the air, sweat beading on her skin, mixing with the faint clean trace from the shower. I captured her lips again, swallowing her sounds, my hand sliding down to grip her cock, stroking it in time with my hips—base to tip, squeezing the swollen head to match the depth of each plunge.

She bucked up to meet me, submissive yet eager, her nails digging into my shoulders. 'Oh god... it feels... so good,' she panted between kisses, her voice trembling with the release of pent-up emotion. The depression that had shadowed her eyes earlier was fading, replaced by this flush of pleasure, her body opening to me like she'd been waiting for this exact claim.

I thrust harder now, the slap of skin on skin echoing, our cocks sliding together with every motion—hers leaking precum onto my abs, mine stretching her pussy with insistent pressure.

The intensity built, her moans turning urgent, hips grinding against me as I dominated the pace. I whispered encouragements into her ear, 'That's it, let go for me. I've got you—always have.' Her response was a keening cry, her pussy clenching around me as she came first, waves of it rippling through her.