Chapter 171: Dream Come True

Roman What's way much better than waking up everyday? Waking up to my gorgeous fiancée riding me. Exactly. My dream come true. The first thing I'd felt was warmth—deep, pulsing heat enveloping my cock before my eyes even fluttered open. A soft, rhythmic pressure squeezed around my shaft, pulling me from sleep with a groan. My lashes lifted, heavy with the last remnants of dreams, only to be met with the sight of Savannah straddling me, her body moving in slow, deliberate rolls. Her hips circled, her pussy clenching around me with every downward grind, her inner walls slick and swollen with arousal. The dim morning light filtered through the half-drawn curtains, painting her skin in goddess gold as she rode me, her breath coming in little gasps, her lips parted just enough to let those quiet, needy sounds escape. “Good morning.” I said, leisurely resting my hands behind my head, watching her take charge. “Fuck, you're the sexiest thing I've ever seen.” She smiled, leaning in to kiss me.