John positioned himself between her legs, settling carefully on his knees. He looked down at her, making sure her eyes met his. Hippolyta's chest still moved fast, but she gave a small nod, telling him without words that she was ready.
He leaned down first and kissed her pussy once more, soft and slow. His lips brushed over her sensitive folds as he licked once more, tasting the fresh wetness that still coated her. Hippolyta let out a quiet whimper and her fingers tightened in the sheets.
Then he straightened up a little. He took his cock in his hand and guided the head to her. He started by rubbing it slowly over her clit. The swollen bud was still sensitive, and every pass made her hips twitch. She gasped each time the thick tip slid across it.
John moved lower, sliding his cock along her pussy lips. He coated himself with her slick juices, back and forth, letting the wetness cover every inch of him. The sound was soft and wet, and it made both of them breathe harder. 'Need to focus, or I might bust all over her.'
'So big and hard. I wonder how it'd feel to be one with my love,' Hippolyta watched with wide eyes, lips parted, as his shaft glistened from her.
When he felt ready, he pressed the head right at her entrance. He did not push in yet. He stayed there, letting her feel the blunt pressure.
"Look at me," he said gently.
Hippolyta lifted her gaze to his face. Her hands came up to rest on his shoulders.
"I'm going to go slow," he told her. "If it hurts too much, tell me to stop. I will stop right away."
She nodded. "I trust you."
John leaned forward and kissed her mouth softly while he started to push. Just the head slipped in at first. Hippolyta sucked in a sharp breath. Her fingers dug into his shoulders. There was a tight stretch, a burning pressure that made her tense all over.
He paused, holding still inside her. Only the tip was in. He kissed her cheek, then her jaw, giving her time.
"Breathe," he whispered.
Hippolyta took a shaky breath. She tried to loosen her muscles. After a moment, the sharp sting eased a little.
"Okay," she said in a small voice. "Keep going."
John moved again, slow and careful. Inch by inch, he sank deeper. The tight heat gripped him hard. 'Fuck! So tight!' He felt the thin barrier inside her give way with a small pop.
Hippolyta cried out softly, more surprised than in pain. Her legs tightened around his hips, pulling him all in. "God~" She moaned, feeling full. She could feel his hot cock throbbing and stretching her.
He stopped again, fully inside now. His hips pressed flush against hers. He stayed completely still, letting her adjust. Her inner walls fluttered around him, hot and wet and so tight it almost hurt him too.
Hippolyta's eyes were squeezed shut. A single tear slipped down the side of her face, but she was not crying from sadness. She opened her eyes and looked up at him.
"It hurts a little," she admitted. "But... it also feels full. We're finally one, my love."
John brushed the tear away with his thumb. He stayed still inside her, letting her body get used to him. His hand moved to her cheek, stroking it gently. "Yes, we are. You feel so good," he said in a low voice. "So warm and tight around me. I want to stay like this forever."
Hippolyta gave a small smile. Her breathing was still fast, but it was starting to slow. She moved her hips a tiny bit, testing how it felt. The small motion made them both groan.
"Move," she whispered. "Please. Make love to me."
John kissed her lips once more. Then he pulled back slowly, almost all the way out. Only the head stayed inside her. Hippolyta's fingers tightened on his shoulders again. He pushed back in just as slowly, filling her completely once more.
The stretch still burned a little, but now it mixed with something warmer, something good. Each slow thrust made her gasp softly. The pain faded more with every move.
John kept the rhythm gentle. In and out, nice and easy. He watched her face the whole time. When her mouth opened in a quiet moan, he knew it was starting to feel better for her.
Hippolyta lifted her legs higher around his waist. It changed the angle. Now he hit a spot inside her that made sparks shoot through her body. She let out a louder moan.
"Mhmm~," she said quickly. "Right there. Feels so good."
John smiled a little. He kept going at that same spot. Not faster, just steady. His hips rolled against hers in a slow circle each time he pushed in deep.
Hippolyta's hands slid down his back. Her nails pressed lightly into his skin. She started to move with him, lifting her hips to meet each thrust. The wet sound of their bodies coming together filled the room.
"You are so beautiful like this," John said. His voice was rough. "Taking me so well. My Queen. I love you so much."
Her cheeks turned pink again at his words. She pulled him down for a kiss. Their mouths met, messy and hungry now. Tongues touched while he kept moving inside her.
The pleasure built slowly. Hippolyta felt it grow in her belly again, hotter than before. Her inner walls squeezed him tighter with each thrust.
"John," she gasped against his lips. "It's coming again. I feel it."
He nodded. "Cum for me. Let me feel you."
He pushed a little deeper, grinding against her clit with every roll of his hips. That extra pressure was all she needed.
Hippolyta's body tensed. Her back arched off the bed. A loud cry left her mouth as the orgasm hit her hard. Her pussy clenched around his cock in strong pulses. Wet heat flooded around him again. She shook under him, legs locked tight around his waist.
John stopped moving right away when her orgasm hit. He stayed buried deep inside her, feeling every hard squeeze of her pussy around his cock. Her whole body shook under him. Soft whimpers came from her throat as the waves kept rolling through her. He held her close, one arm around her back, the other hand stroking her hair. He kissed her forehead and waited until her breathing started to slow down again.
Hippolyta opened her eyes after a minute. Her face was flushed and shiny with sweat. She looked up at him with a soft, dazed smile. "That... that was even stronger than before," she whispered. Her voice sounded weak but happy.
John smiled back and kissed her lips gently. "You were perfect," he said. He gave her another moment to catch her breath. Then he started to move again, very slowly at first. Just small, easy thrusts to keep the good feeling going for both of them.
This time, he shifted his attention. His eyes dropped to her big breasts. They moved with every breath she took. He had wanted to touch them all night.
He leaned down and kissed the top of one breast through the fabric. Hippolyta gasped softly. He pulled the thin strap down her shoulder with his teeth, then did the same on the other side. The lingerie slid lower until her breasts spilled free. They were full and round, with pink nipples that stood up tight.
John cupped one breast in his hand. It felt heavy and warm. He squeezed gently, then brushed his thumb over the nipple. Hippolyta moaned and arched her back a little, pushing herself into his touch.
He lowered his mouth and took the nipple between his lips. He sucked softly at first, then a little harder. His tongue flicked back and forth over the hard tip. Hippolyta's fingers went into his hair again. She held him there and let out a long, shaky moan.
"Oh... yes," she breathed. "That feels so good."
He switched to the other breast. He gave it the same slow attention, sucking and licking while his hips kept rocking into her. His cock slid in and out in a steady rhythm now. Not too fast, just deep enough to make her feel full every time he pushed all the way in.
Hippolyta's legs stayed wrapped around him. She rocked her hips up to meet his thrusts. The wet sounds between them grew louder. Her pussy gripped him tight again, still sensitive from her last orgasm.
John lifted his head from her breasts for a second. He looked at her face. Her eyes were half closed, lips parted. She looked lost in pleasure.
"You like this?" he asked in a rough voice.
"Yes," she answered quickly. "Don't stop. Please."
He went back to her breasts. This time, he used both hands to push them together. He licked from one nipple to the other, then sucked them both at the same time as much as he could. Hippolyta cried out louder. Her body started to tremble again.
John felt his own pleasure building fast. The way she squeezed him, the taste of her skin, the sounds she made... it was too much. He thrust a little harder now, still careful but deeper.
"I'm close," he warned her. His voice sounded strained.
Hippolyta's hands tightened on his back. "Me too."
"Let's do it together," He whispered against her lips.
John kissed her deeply as he started moving faster. His hips snapped forward in short, firm thrusts. Each one drove his cock deep inside her wet heat. Hippolyta moaned into his mouth. Her tongue met his while her pussy squeezed him tight.
The bed creaked under them. Their bodies slapped together with wet sounds. Sweat covered their skin. Hippolyta's legs locked around his waist harder. She pulled him in with every push. He reached down between them. His fingers found her clit and rubbed it in quick circles. The extra touch made Hippolyta jerk hard. Her whole body tensed. She cried out loud.
"I'm cumming!" she moaned in pleasure.
Her pussy started pulsing around his cock. Strong squeezes milked him as her orgasm hit. Wet heat rushed out around him again. She shook under him. Her nails dug into his back. Soft cries spilled from her lips.
John felt the tight grip pull him over the edge. He thrust deep one last time and held still. His cock throbbed hard inside her. Hot cum shot out in thick spurts. He groaned low against her neck. Each pulse filled her up. He kept grinding slow against her clit to make her feel every bit of it.
They stayed locked together while the waves slowed. Hippolyta's legs trembled around him. Her chest rose and fell fast. John pressed soft kisses to her shoulder, her neck, her cheek.
After a minute, he lifted his head. He looked down at her flushed face. "You okay?" he asked quietly.
Hippolyta smiled up at him. Her eyes were soft and sleepy. "More than okay," she whispered. "I feel... complete."
He kissed her gently. Then he started to pull out carefully. Hippolyta made a small sound when he slipped free. A mix of their cum leaked out of her and onto the sheets.
John lay down beside her. He pulled her close so her head rested on his chest. His hand stroked her back in slow circles. Hippolyta curled into him. One leg draped over his hip.
"I love you," she said against his skin.
"I love you too," he answered.
They stayed like that for a long time. Just holding each other. Breathing together. The room was quiet except for their soft breaths.
Hippolyta lifted her head after a while. She looked at him with a small shy smile. "Can we... do it again later?"
John laughed low. He brushed hair from her face. "As many times as you want, my Queen."
She blushed but nodded. Then she settled back against him. Her hand rested over his heart.
They fell asleep wrapped in each other.
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