Eyes locked, hearts pounding, she whispers, 'I want to feel you inside me.' I hesitate, but her fingers, already tugging at my belt, convince me. I slip on the condom, but she stops me, 'No, I want all of you.' I protest, but her lips on mine silence my objections. She guides me in, and I feel her warmth, her tightness, the raw, unbridled pleasure. I thrust, and she moans, her nails digging into my back. I can't hold back; I pull out, and she milks me, my seed spilling onto her stomach, her fingers spreading it, rubbing it in.