VAL, AKA DOGGY STYLE FOR THE WIN

After jizzing as quickly as a nervous virgin, I can think straight again. I stand at the edge of the mattress and slow my hip thrusts. Lola remains stretched out on the bed. Her thighs are wrapped around my waist while her ass rests at the end of the mattress.

My fingers wrap around her firm, full tits. Lola’s lips part when my thumbs brush across her nipples. Her pussy grips my cock still chilling inside her body.

“Val, you’ll stay the night, right?” she murmurs as I roll her nipples and make her pussy clench me tighter.

“I want to share your bed every night.”

“The apartment’s small.”

“I’ll learn to duck my head.”

Lola offers a wonderful relaxed smile. “I thought giving up my apartment and living in Tumbling Rock would be a line I couldn’t cross. Right now, I can’t imagine having any lines with you.”

I’ve never seen Lola so stripped down, either physically or emotionally. She watches me with the affection I’ve craved since we met.

“You and I need to be together. I don’t care where we live. I just want to be with you.”

Lola reaches for my jaw. Drawing me closer, she kisses me tenderly. Her body is hot, wet, and willing. I feel her pussy sucking at my cock. We’re preparing for another round. This one won’t be a wham bam, thank you, ma’am situation. We’ll definitely be naked for a while.

“Val,” she murmurs.

Her back arches as my lips wrap around her right nipple. I suck gently, making her pleasure build slowly. Her fingers sink into my hair, holding me against her.

Pressing my face between her sweaty tits, I inhale her sweet scent. I gently nibble the side of her tit before stepping back and freeing my cock from her wet pussy.

“Flip over and get on all fours.”

“Is this where I yell out, ‘Yes, sir?’” she asks as her foot slides up my belly to my chest.

I kiss her heel before stroking her leg to her pussy. I caress her tender flesh and pout.

“What are you afraid will happen if you’re positioned doggy style?”

“Nothing. I’m just lazy.”

“No, you aren’t.”

“Fine, I want to be on top.”

Shaking her head, she murmurs, “Your motorcycle is partially red.”

I smile at her reasoning and look around her room. She’s got a bunch of colors happening. I noticed the same with the living room.

“As much as I’d like you to ride me like a cowgirl, I’ve already gotten my heart set on seeing your ass upturned for me.”

Lola tugs her foot away and rolls over. Up on her knees, she smiles back at me.

“Yes, sir.”

“Oh, my, God, you’re sexy when obedient. Let’s make that ‘sir’ thing a regular habit.”

“No, sir.”

“Fair enough,” I murmur and kiss down her spine. “You smell like candy.”

“It’s my body wash. Tonight, we can shower together. Then, you’ll smell like candy, too.”

The thought of cuddling up with Lola in here tonight makes my heart as tight as my cock. I’m unaccustomed to suffering, yet my heart’s struggled without her.

Now, Lola’s mine. That’s what is happening here today. Beyond fucking, we’re building something real.

That’s why I take extra pleasure in screwing her senseless for the next few hours. My dick reclaims her pussy while my fingers roll her nipples. Lola moans approvingly with every thrust. As her pleasure builds, she cries out my name again and again. Sometimes, it sounds like a curse word. Other times, she says it almost like a purr. By the time I come, she’s been to paradise a few times.

“It’s better than my fantasies,” I say as we collapse onto her bed.

Lola crawls closer and rests on her belly while I remain on my back. Her lips brush against my shoulder.

“You inspire me to want everything.”

“Good. Don’t hold back. We can be great together.”

“The McGraw curse is a real thing.”

“Probably, but my family’s magic is real, too. Look, at my great-grandparents. They rarely get along, but they can’t quit each other. The magic tying them together is too strong.”

Lola lifts her head from the mattress and studies me. “I want to believe we can have that magic. I’ve felt different since we met, but that might just be lust. You are the sexiest man I’ve ever seen.”

“That means a lot since you’ve met West,” I admit and add, “I’ve heard a few older ladies down at the bingo parlor find him more attractive than me.”

“They probably just need to update their eyeglass prescriptions.”

Rolling on my side to face her, I slide my hand down Lola’s back and over her plump ass. She smiles satisfied at me.

“If your dad hadn’t set up this arranged marriage, I was still planning to win your hand.”

“What if someone else agreed to marry me?”

“Depends on who it was. If it was a friend, I’d explain the situation. If it was an enemy, I’d drop them in a deep grave in the woods. Either way, you’d be mine.”

“I want to be yours,” Lola says in a tone revealing genuine sadness. “But the curse.”

“Trust me,” I whisper and brush my lips across her forehead. “I was a stone-cold slut until I met you. Giving up other pussy should be difficult for a guy like me. But after that night, no other woman interested me. Trust in my family’s magic.”

Lola’s eyes lose their melancholy and warm with hope. I know my words won’t change her thinking right away. She accepted this curse thing for a long time while I’m a guy she barely knows. As she learns to trust me, the McGraw curse won’t seem powerful enough to defy my wishes.