I woke up feeling a little rough, my lips faintly sore in a way that made me smile before I even opened my eyes.

  We'd spent a long time kissing the night before, unhurried and sweet, every second of it wrapped in whispered promises and quiet ughter. Car had held me close the entire time, murmuring soft things meant only for me. It had felt perfect—safe, even.

  When I finally opened my eyes, I found her already awake, smiling as she watched me, like she'd been waiting for this exact moment.

  "Hey," she said, her voice still thick with sleep.

  "Hey," I replied, my voice just as groggy as I shifted closer, instinctively curling against her.

  Her warmth was familiar now, comforting instead of overwhelming.

  "So... what are we now?" I asked quietly, my words pressed against her chest.

  Her fingers traced my back, nails scratching lightly in a way that sent a calm shiver through me. She didn't hesitate.

  "Together," she said softly. "Forever."

  The word settled deep in my chest, spreading warmth through me. I closed my eyes, breathing her in, letting myself believe it—letting myself feel happy without fear creeping in behind it.

  For once, forever didn't sound terrifying.

  It sounded like home. It sounded right to my ears. This was my home now.

  I tilted my head up, capturing her lips with mine, and before I could process it, her tongue slipped past, invading my mouth with a hungry urgency. It explored every corner, possessive and relentless, while her hand slid up to my neck. Her grip was firm, fingers pressing into my skin with a strength that sent a shiver down my spine, holding me exactly where she wanted me.

  A soft moan escaped my lips, unbidden, as her tongue tangled with mine, pushing and teasing, demanding control. I resisted just enough, a small fight, but deep down, I craved the way she dominated me, the way she put me in my pce without hesitation.

  "You're mine now, Miguel. All mine," she growled, her voice low and commanding, vibrating against my lips.

  Another moan spilled from me, muffled by her mouth, as my erection throbbed painfully against the thin fabric of my pajamas, desperate for release.

  Hearing her cim me like that—it felt right, raw, and real, so different from Elena's empty promises. You don't hurt what belongs to you.

  Car's hand slid lower, her fingers pausing at my waist, teasing the edge of my pajamas as I lost myself in the heat of her kisses.

  Her lips were relentless, ciming mine with a ferocity that made my head spin. Meanwhile, her hand moved with purpose, gliding over the bulge in my pants, rubbing slow, deliberate circles that pulled a desperate whine from my throat.

  She didn't let up, kissing me harder, deeper, her tongue dominating mine as she growled against my lips, "You're so beautiful, Miguel... so fucking mine." Her words hit me like a punch, stoking the fire already burning inside me.

  Then her hand dipped beneath the waistband of my pajamas and underwear, her fingers wrapping around my aching erection.

  She stroked me gently at first, her grip firm but teasing, coaxing soft whimpers from me as I squirmed under her touch, sounding like a needy puppy begging for more.

  "Shh, just take it," she murmured, her breath hot against my ear as her strokes grew bolder, her thumb brushing over the tip, spreading the precum that had already started to leak.

  My hips bucked involuntarily, chasing the friction, and she chuckled darkly. "Look at you, so eager for me. You can't even help yourself, can you?"

  I shook my head, panting, my voice barely a whisper. "No... I can't. I need you, Car."

  "That's right," she purred, tightening her grip just enough to make me gasp. "You're mine to py with, and I'm gonna make sure you never forget it." Her hand moved faster now, driving me closer to the edge with every stroke, while her lips crashed against mine again, swallowing every moan and whimper I couldn't hold back.

  "Are you gonna stain your underwear for mommy?" Car purred, her voice dripping with a sweet, teasing edge that made my skin prickle.

  I nodded frantically, unable to form words, my body trembling under her control. She smirked, then bit down on my lower lip, sharp enough to sting, before diving back into a bruising kiss, her tongue ciming every inch of my mouth.

  "Please... I need it, Car," I begged, my voice ragged, my hips bucking desperately into her hand, chasing that release she dangled just out of reach.

  Her fingers tightened around me, stroking with a punishing rhythm, and with one final, deliberate pull, I shattered. My orgasm hit like a tidal wave, ropes of cum spilling out, soaking my underwear as I came harder than I ever had.

  The pleasure was blinding, godly, ripping through me as I moaned deeply into her mouth, the sound muffled by her unrelenting kiss.

  "That's it, baby, let it all out for me," she murmured against my lips, not stopping her strokes even as I shuddered through the aftershocks, milking every st drop from me.

  Her other hand gripped the back of my neck, holding me in pce as she devoured my moans, her tongue still tangled with mine.

  "Fuck, Car... that was..." I gasped, barely able to breathe, my body still twitching under her touch.

  "Shh, I'm not done with you yet," she whispered, her voice dark with promise as her hand slowed but didn't stop, teasing my oversensitive length.

  "You're mine, Miguel, and I'm gonna make sure you feel it every damn second." Her lips curled into a wicked smile before she kissed me again, hard and possessive, leaving no room for doubt about who I belonged to.

  "Let's get these annoying scraps off you," Car said with a predatory grin, her fingers hooking into the waistband of my pajama pants and underwear.

  In one smooth motion, she tugged them down, peeling them off my legs and tossing them aside. I was suddenly bare, the cold air brushing against my softening length, making me shiver as it contrasted with the heat still lingering from my release.

  "Lets get you hard now..." Car said as she positioned herself between my legs, her hands firm on my thighs, I froze for a moment, a flicker of nerves tightening my chest.

  "Can... can you take it easy?" I stammered, my voice quieter than I intended. "This will be the first time in a while... please, be gentle."

  Car's expression softened, a warm smile spreading across her face. "Anything for you, sweetie. If you start feeling uncomfortable, just say so, okay? We can stop anytime and just have breakfast instead.

  No rushing things." Her tone was reassuring, and I nodded, feeling a little of the tension ease from my shoulders.

  She gently shifted my legs apart, her hands steady and careful. A sharp, audible gasp escaped her lips as her eyes locked onto my length, taking in every detail with an almost reverent hunger.

  "It's beautiful, Miguel," she murmured, her voice thick with admiration. She leaned down, her breath hot against my skin, and pressed a soft, deliberate kiss to the sensitive pink tip, sending a jolt through my body.

  "Fuck, Car..." I breathed, my hips twitching slightly at the contact.

  "Shh, just rex," she whispered, her lips brushing against me again, teasingly light. "I've got you. Gonna take it real slow, just like you asked." Her tongue flicked out, tracing a small, tentative circle around the head, and I let out a shaky groan, my hands gripping the sheets beneath me.

  "Does that feel okay?" she asked, gncing up at me with a mix of concern and desire, her hand resting gently on my thigh.

  "Yeah... yeah, it's good," I managed, my voice rough. "Don't stop."

  Her smile curled into something wicked, a glint of mischief in her eyes, though her touch remained tender. She leaned down once more, pressing warm, soft kisses along my length, each one deliberate, coaxing me into a haze of sensation.

  "Good boy," she purred, her hot breath grazing my skin, sending a shiver through me. "Just let Mommy take care of you."

  In mere seconds, I was rock hard again, my cock pulsing with every throb that shot down my spine and into my legs, a wave of raw pleasure building fast.

  "Remember, just say if it's too much, okay?" Car's voice was a soft reminder, her eyes locking with mine.

  I nodded, my gaze dropping as she slid her shorts and briefs down her thighs, revealing her glistening honeypot, already slick with anticipation.

  "Here we go... one, two, three," she murmured under her breath, her voice a mix of focus and desire. She positioned herself over me, guiding my throbbing shaft inside her.

  The first moment felt like a vice—her warmth enveloping me, gripping so tight I nearly winced, thinking I'd have to tap out. But then the discomfort melted away, repced by a deep, pulsing heat.

  I gasped, loud and sharp, as my body adjusted, a jolt of pleasure spiking through me with the slightest shift of her hips.

  "Are you okay? Can I move?" she asked, her tone ced with concern but heavy with need. Her hand rested on my pelvis, fingers tracing slow, soothing circles over my skin.

  I nodded, unable to form words, and she gave a small, knowing smile. Then she started moving—her hips rolling with a deliberate rhythm, each thrust pulling a moan from both of us. The sound of her breathy gasps mixed with my own ragged groans, the air thick with the raw intensity of every motion.

  "Fuck... this dick is amazing..." Car whispered, her voice low and husky, dripping with raw need. I felt a primal urge surge through me, my hips twitching instinctively, desperate to bury myself deeper inside her.

  "You can go faster, Car," I urged, my eyes locked on her face. She was lost in ecstasy, her head tilted back, eyes rolling as a shudder ran through her.

  "Alright... aghh~" she gasped, her pace quickening, hips smming down with a hungry rhythm. My body trembled under the intensity, her tight heat gripping me so hard it bordered on overwhelming.

  The friction was unreal, every stroke sending sparks through my nerves, drool pooling in my mouth as I fought to keep control.

  "Who's dick does this belong to?" she demanded, her voice sharp with dominance, cutting through the haze of pleasure.

  A flush crept up my neck, embarrassment mixing with the heat as a moan tore from my throat before I could answer. I covered my face with my hands, feeling exposed under her piercing gaze.

  "Yours... it's yours," I mumbled, voice muffled behind my palms.

  "Good boy... take it... fuck~" she cooed, her tone softening into something almost tender, yet ced with lust.

  The morning light streamed through the window, bathing our tangled bodies in a warm golden glow as we fucked with reckless passion. My cock throbbed relentlessly inside her, each pulse amplifying the ache building in my core.

  "I can st longer than any other fuckers, Miguel... fuck~" Car groaned, her breath hitching as she fucked me harder, her nails digging into my legs, marking me as hers.

  "Careful, Car, your nails are digging into me a bit too much," I whispered, my voice low and ragged, one hand covering my mouth as I stared down at my cock disappearing into her tight, wet heat.

  Each thrust produced a slick, creamy sound that echoed in the room, the rhythm of our bodies spping together driving me insane.

  "Holy fuck..." I gasped, a particurly deep thrust hitting that perfect spot inside her, sending a jolt of raw pleasure through me. My back arched off the bed involuntarily, a desperate whine escaping my lips.

  "Cum on my cock, please, Car. I need it," I begged, my voice trembling as the intensity built, my body locked in that arched position, overwhelmed by the waves of sensation.

  "Take it, Miguel... fuck, I'm gonna—gonna fucking cum!" she cried out, her voice raw with desperation. I felt her pussy clench around me, gripping my cock like a vise, as if refusing to ever let go.

  Car's moans filled the room, loud and unrestrained. "Fuck! Oh, shit!" she groaned, her hips bucking as she rode out the st shudders of her orgasm, her body trembling above me.

  Her release pushed me over the edge. I came hard, my balls tightening as I shot thick ropes deep into her womb, each pulse of my cock making me whimper softly.

  The sensation of emptying myself inside her was overwhelming, a mix of relief and pure ecstasy.

  "You were incredible," I murmured, my voice barely audible as Car colpsed beside me, her chest heaving with heavy pants, her skin glistening with sweat.

  "You were amazing too... so damn passionate for our first time. I loved every second," she replied, her breath still uneven as she leaned in for a messy, hungry kiss.

  Her lips crashed into mine, and I tasted the faint saltiness of her drool as our tongues tangled, the heat of the moment lingering between us.

  "God, I'm so full," she chuckled, pulling back slightly, her hand brushing against her lower belly as she nestled closer to me. We y there, tangled in the sheets, basking in the afterglow of our raw, intense sex.

  "Shit—" I suddenly muttered, a pang of realization hitting me.

  "I came inside you, and I didn't pull out... fuck, I'm not on the pill." I dragged a hand down my face, cursing myself for not thinking straight in the heat of the moment.

  Car just ughed softly, unfazed. "Rex, Miguel. I'll have someone grab me a morning-after pill. It's no big deal. You're good." Her casual tone eased the knot in my chest, and I let out a shaky sigh of relief, thankful for the solution as we y there, still catching our breath.

  "Man that was so peak." She decred, I hummed in agreement, best sex ever, easily.