Her Love

Chapter Six: Falling

The lighting in my bedroom is dim as I carry Adeline to my bed, dropping her onto the mattress before climbing on top of her. Her eyes meet mine, a mixture of excitement and anticipation dancing within them. My heart pounds as I feel her skin beneath my hands, her warmth seeping into me. This is the third time we've found ourselves in this position, and each time feels more intense, more charged than the last.
When we start to fuck, I start to notice a feeling inside me that I can't ignore. It's not just the physical pleasure—it's something deeper, more profound. "Adeline," I murmur, almost to myself.
"Yes?" She responds breathlessly, letting out a soft groan when I penetrate my cock deeper into her with each thrust. Her moans grow louder, and each one sends a jolt of pleasure through me, but it's more than that. There's an emotional pull I can't deny.
"I think... I'm falling for you..hard." I mumble, swallowing hard. The words escape my lips before I can stop them. They hang in the air, heavy with truth and vulnerability.
"What?" She questions, her brows knitting together in confusion. She must've not heard me over the sound of our bodies moving together.
"Nothing." I shake my head, trying to dismiss the confession. But the words have already been spoken, and I can see the flicker of surprise in her eyes.
She moans out loudly when I slam into her with no mercy, "Matthew!"
"Ah, fuck... Mommy." I groan, breathing heavily as I pick up the pace. The pleasure is becoming almost unbearable, and I can't help but let out a whine of pleasure. Every thrust feels like it's pulling me closer to the edge, but it's also pulling me closer to her in ways I hadn't anticipated.
"Good boy." She manages to praise, breathing heavily as much as I am. She's so fucking hot, and I can't resist her. She's seduced me, and I can't help but let myself fall deeply in love with her.
"Mommy, fuck... Adeline, I'm gonna—I'm gonna cum..." I manage to speak between heavy and shaky breaths, slamming into her harder, making her scream and whimper. And right when I feel her pulsate and cum on my cock, I cum inside her with a loud whimper.
After a few minutes, when we come down from our highs—when our orgasms are done crashing over us, we lay there together, trying to catch our breath. The room is filled with the sound of our heavy breathing and the faint scent of sweat and sex. The intimacy of the moment feels overwhelming, and the words I've been holding back threaten to spill out again.
"Adeline," I breathe, my voice barely a whisper in the quiet room.
"Yes?" She turns her head to look at me, her eyes searching mine. There's a softness in her gaze, a vulnerability that matches my own.
"I... I love you." The words tumble out before I can stop them, and I collapse onto her, feeling her hands gently playing with my hair, but when the words tumble out, she stops, making me whine.
"You...What?"