Hayze tore his gaze away from his beautiful sleeping wife and looked out at the ocean that was being illuminated by the moon.

It all felt like a dream.

A wonderful dream.

He looked back over at his wife and his eyes caught sight of the silky skin of her waist. He slowly trailed his hand down the valley between her round little breasts before trailing it slowly over the dip of her waist. The blood rushed down to his length for a second time that night so he slowly shook her awake.

She whined and pushed his hand away before turning away from him.

He scooted up behind her and kissed the back of her shoulder.

"River?" he whispered huskily.

"Yes?" She asked tiredly.

"Lets make sure you get pregnant," he said as he trailed his length up and down her thigh.

"Stop, that tickles," she said as she reached behind her and smacked his hard length.

"Ow f~ck!" He cursed dramatically. It didn't really hurt that much, but he wanted to tease her.

She gasped and turned around. "I didn't mean it. Are you okay?"

"You hurt me," he pouted. "Kiss it better."

She narrowed her eyes at him before abruptly turning onto her side and placing a pillow over her head.

He laughed before trailing kisses up and down her back. "Come on babygirl. Let me be inside you."

She sighed dramatically. "Fine."

"You know you want it," he said as he slowly slipped into her already wet center.

She was still laying on her side so he was relatively deep and it made her moan loudly.

His hand wound into her long dark hair which fell gracefully down her back and he tilted her head back so he could kiss her while he rocked into her.

He was gentle and slow and the only thing they could hear was the sound of the ocean, the sheets shifting and their quiet pants.

"Mmm Hayze," River moaned as she arched her back away from him. "Are you okay? You aren't making much noise."

He grunted and chuckled as he tucked his face into her neck. "You want me to dirty talk? Is that it little girl?"

She whimpered as he angled her head further towards him and he brought his hand around to caress her jaw.

"Its okay pretty girl," he said as he brought two fingers to her mouth. "Suck."

She slowly took his fingers into her mouth and hummed at the taste of his pre-come on his fingers. She had aquired a taste for it now and no longer disliked it as much. It almost gave her a sense of nostalgia.

"Good girl," he grunted as he snapped his hips up and she moaned around his fingers, still sucking.

"You're so beautiful," he said as he raked his eyes over her curved back and down to where they were connected. He could feel his length twitch inside her tigh warmth. "Do you want me to fill you up with all the come i made for you? Just for my little girl."

He could feel her breath hitch and she suddenly stopped sucking on his fingers. The reality of what he just said hit him and he found himself blushing as he stilled in her.

"Hayze?" She questioned quietly, wondering where the sudden spout of words came from.

He slowly started to thrust again, trying to ignore what he'd just said.

She clenched tightly around him as did her grip on her pillow. Depsite her questioning, like the good girl she was, she always wanted to please him so she called his name. "Ah Hayze, yes please!"

He groaned into her hair and felt himself get more confident. "Yes babygirl. Moan for me."

He pulled back for a second before slamming his hips forward and she cried out before he started using fast, constant thrusts.

"Ah ah. Hayze, Hayze, Hayze," she whimpered as he pounded into her.

The way she called his name so innocently made his length swell and his heart pump faster.

"You're taking my c~ck like such a good girl," he groaned as he sank deeper into her.

She sobbed in pleasure and he shushed her, bringing his fingers back to her plump lips which she eagerly sucked.

"Are you my good girl?" He asked huskily into her ear and she nodded as she whimpered around his fingers. "Use your words babygirl."

"Yes," she moaned. "Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Yes Hayze."

"Good girl." He slowly slipped out of her and she collapsed into the pillows, her breaths heavy and uneven. She whimpered and grasped for him so he quietly shushed her and flipped her over onto her stomach.

"Are you okay with me pulling your hair?" He asked quietly after trailing kisses down the crevice of her back. She yelped as he bit down into the plush, soft skin of her bum and whined into the pillows. "I won't be too rough."

"I-i don't know Hayze. Hair pulling gives me b-bad memories," she said quietly as she tried to calm her breaths.

"Okay. I won't pull your hair then," he said before he lifted her up by her waist and slipped back into her with a long, slick stroke.

She moaned loudly into the pillows and Hayze tensed as she clenched around him again.

He lowered himself onto her carefully so that his chest and abdomen shaped with the curve of her back and he dropped one hand onto the bed so that he wouldn't crush her before slowly thrusting, his balls smacking her bum lightly as he did.

"Mm f~ck," Hayze moaned. "You're so tight," he said as River began to sob in pleasure again.

"Uhhh, Ha-hayze!"

Hayze hissed as she tightened around him and he brought his hand around to caress her breasts.

"Tell me when your about to come," he said into her ear.

He lengthened his thrusts, making sure he reached every inch of River's small body and he made sure he was making her feel good, but not enough to hurt her.

"I-i need to-"

"Ask me babygirl. Ask me," he said as he snaked his hand from her breasts to her neck.

She whimpered and shook her head.

"Go ahead. Don't be shy," he said quietly.

"Can i- can i come please Hayze?"

He groaned at the sound of her innocent voice. He liked that she was able to put her trust in him, show him her vunerable side.

He liked that she was young and care free and trusted him.

It made him feel strong and confident when she let him make desicions for her. He loved taking care of her.

"Good girl," he said as he pressed a kiss to the back of her head. "Come."

She cried out as she released on him and her body trembled as her walls closed in on him.

He grunted and felt his length swell in her even more, filling her to her limit and she whimpered and cried in overwhelming pleasure.

"I know babygirl. I know," he whispered through gritted teeth. "I'm almost finished. I'm gonna fill you with my come. Do you want me to?"

"Yes please," she said cutely as she clenched tightly around him.

He smiled as he tucked his face into her hair and he felt his abdomen tense up.

"I'm coming babygirl. Milk my c~ck like a goodgirl," he grunted as he felt himself release into her.

He praised her as she tightened around him and took every drop of his come, moaning everytime she did.

"You like when i give you his come? Huh?"

She whimpered into the pillows and he grunted as he continued squirting his arousal into her.

"Milk me, babygirl. Take all the come i made for you," he grunted as he felt himself getting weaker.

When he finally emptied every drop of what he had, he slowly pulled out of her and collapsed into the sheets beside her, completely out of breath and in heaven.

"Damn, i love you so much."