[ Ferdinand had never been one to do things half-heartedly. If he was going to pleasure his love, he was going to do so utterly and completely. His fingers had become well-acquainted with her clit by this point, as had his tongue and mouth, and he knew there were countless other ways she longed to be touched — spanked, groped, choked, fingered, grabbed, to name just a few. And she was just as, if not more, familiar with how to pleasure him.

That familiarity, of course, never made it any less exciting. Feeling her tighten around him, reacting to his dutiful attention to her clit, was every bit as gratifying now as it was the first time they'd been intimate. His hips bucked with a bit more force, driving his cock deep within her with each vigorous thrust, confident that she'd appreciate the rougher pace. It was, after all, an indication of just how much he wanted her, how much he needed her.

Try as he might, he couldn't quite close his mind to those fleeting mental images. His broad frame trembled from a mix of arousal and stimulation, and a sharp gasp escaped his lips as the more forceful pace sent waves of pleasure deep this core.

His hand struck her rear again, then rubbed at the stinging skin as he leaned in over her back. Unable to resist the temptation any longer, he whispered breathily, and though he wasn't able to get close enough to her ear in this position to let his breath fall upon it directly, he still aimed every syllable there, just for her. ]

I... hnnnh... just enjoy seeing your beautiful face and body covered in cum... so, perhaps if someone catches you riding me, I will allow them to mark you for me so that you do not need to wait...

[ Goodness, those words really left his mouth, didn't they? He hoped that they didn't scandalize her too much. But in the heat of the moment, he simply couldn't help himself. She loved to hear about his fantasies, ideas, and daydreams, so hopefully, this was no exception. ]