"Apple pie"

"Sure." I chuckled and wrapped her naked figure into a soft blanket "I'll be right back, wait for me, love."

I looked into the main room she used for dressing and accepting visits and when I saw no one was there, I stepped out. But there was no breakfast on the table. 

I frowned and looked around for anything to quickly cover my hips. Where are all her maids, anyway?

But I found out as soon as I opened the door. Four of them were standing in the cold hall with plates and teapots, afraid to step in.

"Set it on the table and leave." I let them in, holding the door to rush them even more.

There it is. Her apple pie. I grabbed a few more things and returned to her bedroom.

"Love, I have your -" My voice got stuck in my throat as I saw her. Her long hair spread across the pillow, her naked body gently pressed into the mattress and the blanket by her feet. Her breasts, one gently squeezed in her fingers, the other bare, yearning for my touch.

I couldn't see properly what her other hand focused on in between her thighs, though.

Forcing my body to move was harder than I imagined. But when I did, I put the food aside and stepped closer to her. 

I wanted to watch her play, but as she raised her arms to draw me nearer, my self-control broke down completely.

It took a bit of struggle and I was already halfway in her dripping wet pussy. 

Don't hurt her. Be gentle. Don't hurt her. Be careful. Don't ~

"Harder." she whined and I clenched my fingers into her skin in a desperate effort to hold her down.

I let out a half-loud moan, overwhelmed with pleasure. It didn't even matter, she was much louder than me anyway.

My mind was drowning in her ragged cries. I slowed down and pulled my legs under me to be able to kneel on the soft mattress. I wanted to see the bliss on her face. 

Her breasts were bouncing with every move I made. Her pussy blushed in a darker tone of her flesh, glistening with our combined juices. 

Her eyes -

My grip on her waist got tighter.

"Valleria." I groaned and waited for her response.

"Max. I love you. I love you so much. It's so good I want to cry." her voice came out ragged, filled with blind affection. 

Everything. I'd give up everything for her. And maybe I already did. She has my heart and my soul for sure. I wanted to worship her in every possible way, to make her feel as desired and cherished as she made me feel.

'Kiss her, you fucker. You are supposed to give her a kiss when she says something like this.'

I leaned closer to her body, kissing her deeply, savoring the taste of her on my lips, and pulled back to gaze into her eyes.

"I love you too, Valleria," I whined, my voice thick with emotion. 

I leaned back, my breath hot against her sensitive skin. I could smell the sweet scent of her arousal. It was intoxicating, and I felt myself losing control once again.

She moaned and writhed beneath me, her body wracked with pleasure as my hips grinded against hers. I could feel her muscles contracting around my dick, pulling me closer and closer to the brink for the second time this morning.

I closed my eyes and let myself go, surrendering to the raw intensity of our lovemaking.