Chapter 117: Chapter 117 Full capacity *GIANNA*
I stared at the engagement ring on my finger.
Mason had just proposed to me.
Today was literally the happiest day of my life.
In fact, every day spent with Mason was a happy day.
I lay beside him, admiring the man I love.
He radiated heat over the sheets with the warmth that burned off his muscles, making the bedding feel like it just came out of the dryer.
I closed my eyes for a moment and then opened it again.
He turned his body toward me and lay on his side, his shoulder extending far past mine toward the ceiling.
The veins along his arms were like rivers that ran all the way down to his hands.
His eyes were on me, soft and loving at the same time.
“I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.” He breathed.
I didn’t touch him, but my body started to ache with desire.
My panties were getting wet, I could feel it.
I wanted to moan even though his hands weren’t even on me.
Just being this close to him made me so aroused I could barely contain it.
It must have been the love he has for me.
It must have been the way his big dick looked in his boxers that made me struggle to catch my breath.
Or the most possible reason was that I wanted to feel him for the rest of my life.
I felt the heat flush into my cheeks and chest, felt my heart race in anticipation.
I looked at him again, the sexiest man I’d ever laid eyes on.
My alpha male who could also be submissive to me.
But I’d never felt more satisfied...felt more like a woman than I did with him.
And right now, I needed to feel the love of my life
I was getting wetter by the second, soaking my panties, all I could think about was that cock.
"Mason"I called.
His eyes had been opened the entire time, hardly blinking, also gazing at me.
He hadn’t touched me but it felt like his presence was completely wrapped around me.
He was touching me with his heat...with his desire.
"Yes, baby?"
"Fuck me"
He didn’t smile in his typical charming way.
His eyes intensified for a brief second and then he was up on his hands.
He moved on top of me in a flash, his mouth crushing down on mine with a kiss so searing it burned my lips.
He pulled my bottom lip into his mouth and dug his large hand into my hair.
He possessed me immediately like he was waiting for me to say those words the entire time.
Full of restraint, he was barely holding onto his resistance.
His heavy body pressed me into the
mattress and he smothered me with his size and smell.
He immediately took me like I belonged to him because I did, for life.
My arms hooked over his shoulders and I pulled him close to me, sighing in relief through my nose because it felt so right to be with him.
I was made for him and he was made for me.
I breathed into his mouth and dug my nails into his skin.
My ankles locked together around his waist even though we weren’t quite naked.
I felt his enormous cock throb against me, felt the moisture of my panties seep into his black boxers.
I wanted sex as much as this.
Whatever this is.
His kiss slowed down, less aggressive but just as passionate.
He gave me his tongue and felt mine as he pulled my shirt up my belly to reveal my stomach.
He pressed his defined abs against me, the hard muscles and grooved warm against my body.
He held most of his weight on a single arm and his thick bicep flexed with the muscles and veins.
I could feel his length right against my clit.
My wetness dampening both of our clothing.
When he moaned quietly into my mouth, I knew he could feel it.
"So wet, baby.” He didn’t stop his kiss, speaking right against my mouth.
I dragged my fingers down his back.
My thighs squeezed his torso and I ground against him, excited to feel him stretch me.
The second I felt his warmth surround me, I stopped thinking about anything else.
I just fell into him, not thinking, only feeling.
"Now let me get you wet"
He stopped kissing me for an instant, his groan moving directly into my throat.
I pulled his boxers down so his cock and balls could be free.
He kicked them away before my clothes was yanked from my body.
He separated my thighs with his hips and sank back into the mattress again.
This time, he didn’t kiss me.
He stared into my eyes as his crown found my entrance and slid inside.
My palms pressed against his chest, and I took in a bracing breath as his cock moved deeper and deeper.
Every inch was a stretch, and I felt like he was loving me up all over again.
I was out of breath and weak.
So consumed with this man who was burying himself inside me.
My hand slid up his neck and into the back of his hair.
The strands were soft and they were the only soft part of his body, other than his lips.
He paused as his entire length was plunged deep inside me, my juices surrounding him and soaking him all the way through.
His cock was so full inside me, stretching me until my entire body ached.
He could hurt me so good.
I loved it when he hurt me like this, made my body scream as I tried to accommodate him.
He held his massive body on his arms with ease, and he breathed into my mouth while his cock twitched inside me.
His cock soon became gently reacquainted with my pussy, with the tightness and wetness.
He kissed me softly and he started to rock inside me again to push his big cock deep before he pulled it out.
In and out he went, pushing through my wet slit with a quiet groan.
"Umm.” He moaned.
My ankles immediately pressed into his lower back and my nails dug a little deeper.
I stopped kissing him because all I could do was breathe.
He positioned himself closer to me so he could hit me deep and hard, his balls tapping against my ass with every thrust.
He didn’t thrust quickly but he gave it to me at a good pace, making sure I felt him from the crown to hilt before he pulled out and rammed me once more.
The muscles of his torso were flexed to full capacity.