Chapter 40- Ace
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Reluctantly, I pull my cock from inside her, transfixed by the way my cum drips from her pussy, the effects from her orgasm all but visible. Laying on the floor, I pull her onto me, needing us both to catch our breaths before I have her again. I made love to Nova all over that cabin but being home, back in Hidden Valley, I had this overwhelming urge to claim her like this. This primitive need to mark her as mine so no one else could ever touch her.
She's mine.
Mine.
“The way you fell apart on my cock, darlin'. I’ll never forget that as long as I live,”
I pant, still struggling to catch my breath.
Chuckling and nuzzling into my chest, she plants a kiss over my heart, her body otherwise spent. Nothing feels complicated anymore, like our life has been laid out and all we need to do is follow it.
We lay on the floor for what feels like forever. The sun has dipped and Nova’s automatic lights have turned on, shrouding us in a soft glow of safety. Nothing can touch us here.
Her gentle snores make me smile as I run my fingers down her spine, over the curve of her hip. We haven't bothered to unpack. We’ve just existed in the safety of each other. The reality of normal life can wait until tomorrow morning.
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“What time is it? I don't want to get up yet. Come cuddle with me.”
Her voice is thick with sleep still, slightly husky from taking her several more times than I intended last night. Once again on the floor before I carried her to the bed and covered her in the duvet, crawling underneath it and claiming her. I need to wash all of the bedroom linens after the amount of bodily fluids that covered everything, but it was worth every load of washing to see her unravel over and over.
The sunrise peaks over the mountain ridge and the pull to make some coffee and treat my wife to a well deserved breakfast in bed is too strong to resist. I slide out from behind her, making sure to push the blankets back in place so she's warm. Turning on the shower I quickly rinse off the night's pleasures, already reminiscing over the things we did.
The love we shared.
Checking on her before I head downstairs, she's completely out to it, having returned to a deep sleep so I go off in search of sustenance. Thankfully, her freezer has some bacon and a frozen loaf of bread, but we've got no milk or anything else substantial.
I hear her footsteps from upstairs before her legs come into view on the stairwell, my second cup of coffee well underway.
“Come, sit and eat, my love. You’ll need to get some energy back.”
“Oh I came alright,”
she chuckles, her hair askew, wearing my t-shirt from yesterday that I had thrown on the floor. “Feed me you big hunk of man meat.”
Wincing a little, she pulls out the small footstool making grabby hands toward me. “You need your morning hug first though,”
she says sighing, relaxing her body against mine as her arms sling over my shoulders.
“I haven't hurt you? Last night? You’re sore this morning?”
I question.
“It's a good sore. I’ll be alright after a couple of paracetamol. Maybe we take a break for a few days too? Mila told me about how she put Dante on a ban once and then teased him. She loved how riled up he got.”
“Well, the good news is this talk of Dante getting horny has just made my cock shrivel up so your wish has been granted, my love,”
I say, smiling into the crook of her neck. “I’ll make a point to check back in with you in a couple of days but you have been warned that I look pretty hot in a cropped t-shirt lifting weights so if you want to be teased then I'm your man.”
The success of saying the right thing fills me with pride when she snorts and pulls away from me laughing, mumbling that she will keep that in mind as she takes a seat at the breakfast bar, crunching into some bacon.
“Can you believe it’s been only three weeks since I found Lizzie's invitation and proposed,”
I say, leaning on the kitchen bench and pulling her hand into mine so I can look at her wedding ring. “In three weeks I've suddenly got the life I've always wanted with the woman I've always wanted.”
I pause, not sure if I should broach the subject of whose house we live in. “I was thinking we should live here for a month, try it out, see if it suits us and then maybe we could do the same thing with my place? We don't have to sort everything now but I want you to be comfortable at least.”
“I’d really like that.”
She smiles at me like I've hung the moon and it's as if she's trying to get me to love her more.
“Speaking of, I'm going to go and check on my place, pack some things and swing by the store on my way home. I'm sure Mila and Charlie are chomping at the bit to gossip with you. Feel free to tell them you had to put sunglasses on the first time you saw my cock because it was so beautiful.”
Almost spitting out the sip of coffee she had just taken, she coughs a little, hitting her chest twice before admitting, “Ace, you know cocks are ugly right? Don't get me wrong, there are handsome dicks out there, yours included, obviously,”
she says rolling her eyes and waving a hand as if to hurry the conversation along.
Wait, does she not think my cocks pretty?
“What I'm trying to say is that I would argue for the most part women don't suddenly go feral because some guy shows off his purple headed main vein. Eww.”
A shiver rolls through her as she starts chewing on another piece of bacon. My mouth agape at what she's just said.
“Firstly, you’ve clearly been hanging around Charlie too much if you're calling my handsome mega cock a purple headed main vein, and secondly what the fuck do you guys talk about on girls' night? Do you just show each other pictures of dicks and rate them? Should we be doing this on guys' nights but with pussy? And just in case you ever wondered, I think your pussy is the best I've ever seen. Ten out of ten, I’d smash it again,”
I beam at her. “In fact, all the talk of your delicious pussy is making me want another taste, darlin'.”
I slowly walk around the kitchen bench as she squeals, almost falling off her seat when I wrap my arms around her.
“Put me down,”
she laughs. “You’re on a ban remember.”
“I forgot about the ban,”
I chuckle. “I'm going to have to get my crop top out to woo you aren’t I.”
Loosening my arms a little, she slides down my body, every part of her touching me as we both let out an involuntary groan. “We can manage forty-eight hours,”
I grin, helping her back into her seat as I steal a piece of toast from her plate.