She held her breath a bit so she could listen; the loud wet slapping echoing through the rokm caused her eyes to cross, her nails biting hard into his back.
She relaxed, leaning into his touch, her mouth still covered by his hand. She let out a soft noise to let him know she was enjoying herself and his words.
"G-God, Ludwig, you're amazing~!! I-It feels so fucking good, I-I feel like I'll die if you s...stop~!!" She cried out, the force of his thrusts forcing out the air and moans from her lungs.
He howled and began slamming into her spot at a maddening pace. He knew she was close now, and he was lost in his own delusions. If he could have her ready for him as soon as he walked in the door, locked together like this, he could die happy.
"L...Lud...~!!" She was cut off, so wracked with pleasure that she couldn't even scream as she doubled over into him and her legs locked tightly around his waist. Her walls, hot and tight, only seemed to become molten hot and constricting.
He huffed and panted, kissing her face over and over again. He told her how he loved her, how he would do anything for her. Anything, that is, besides give her a child. He didn’t tell her that, however.