Chapter 26
Chapter Twenty-Six
Wilder
" F uckin' stunning ." I smack her bare ass cheek, squeezing it after she wiggles her hips in front of me. Bent over on the bed, spread wide and naked, she's making me hard as fuck and testing every ounce of my willpower not to thrust into her right now.
Kneeling behind her, I dip my tongue between her slit and taste her wet pussy. Then I glide up between her cheeks and twirl my piercing along her crack, teasing the sensitive area.
"Oh God..." Her words are muffled by the plug soaking in her mouth.
I fist my hand around a chunk of her hair and tug slightly before thrusting a finger deep inside her cunt. Once it's coated in her juices, I slide it up to where my tongue was and slowly push through the tight barrier.
"Relax, baby. Gonna go slow but you can't tense up."
Leaning over, I press kisses along the soft skin of her lower back as my fingers play between her cheeks. She moans around the plug and then reaches between her thighs to rub her clit.
"You want me to fill you up, baby?" I bring my finger back to her tight hole and sink inside. "Fill all your pretty holes?"
She nods. "Yes, please."
Grabbing her hips, I pull her up until her back meets my chest. Then I remove the plug between her lips and quickly cover hers with mine.
"Hope you can keep up, darlin'. You've made me absolutely feral for you."
"Do your best, hubby ." She licks her lips, smirking up at me. "I'm ready."
I bury my face in her neck and suck hard, needing to mark her. Then I kiss down her spine, tangling my fingers in her hair as I make my way down her back.
"Never thought I'd agree with Mattie but she was right. You do have the cutest freckles on your ass."
She chuckles but when I give her ass a hard smack, she yelps and nearly falls to her stomach. Luckily, she catches herself and props herself up with her palms.
"Fuck, Wilder."
Her scolding tone makes me smile with pride.
Grabbing the small bottle of lube Mattie also bought, I lather the plug and my fingers. Then I slide two inside, coating her with it as much as I can before pushing deeper inside.
"This okay?"
"Mm-hmm. You can put it in now," she urges.
Bringing the plug between her cheeks, I tease her hole before slowly twisting it in and securing it as deep as it'll go.
"How's that?"
"So good." She arches as low as she can go, giving me the perfect view of the red heart-shaped plug.
My cock throbs between us, and although I'm desperate to get inside her, I'm holding out as long as I can.
Grabbing the remote from the nightstand, I turn it on, and she immediately squeals at the sensation.
"Holy shit..." She buries her face in the pillow.
"Too much?" I ask, playing with the different vibration speeds.
Her reply is muffled by her moans but she quickly shakes her head.
Setting the remote to the side, I pull her up and capture her mouth before lying back on the bed with her on top of me. Instead of straddling me, she slides down my naked body and grabs my shaft. She wraps her mouth around me, sucking me between her lips, and using her tongue to slide around my pierced tip.
"Christ, Delly...that's so good." I lean back with my arms behind my head and watch as she takes every inch of me down her throat. "Just like that."
She peeks up at me, her mouth stuffed with my cock, and the sight has me ready to explode. Her palm slides up my abs and chest, and I lean in to capture a finger between my teeth.
Her mouth and hand work me so good, I have to stop her so I don't come.
With a few swift movements, I flip her over until she's bent over in front of me. Blonde hair flies across her back and I twist the ends around my fist, then give it a quick tug.
"Hang on, my love."
I slide halfway into her and nearly lose my breath at how tight she squeezes me. Once I'm sure she's okay, I sink in deeper.
" Fuck ," she says under her breath.
When I'm seated all the way, I pull out and then slam back in again. Her palms flatten against the headboard, but I reach up and pull her arms behind her back, then bound them with my hand.
"You feel nice and full, baby?"
"God, yes. Don't stop."
And I don't.
My fingers dig into her hip while my other hand continues holding her wrists in place. She's a breathless, sweaty mess by the time her body shakes with her first orgasm.
"Thatta girl." I release her arms, sit back on my haunches, and then flip her over.
"Jesus," she gasps, situating her legs around my thighs before sliding back inside.
"How'd you like the piercings and plug from that angle?" I taunt, towering over her.
"That's the fastest I've ever come during sex before, so yeah, I'm a fan."
I chuckle at her honesty and then lift one of her legs, resting her ankle on my shoulder.
"Good, but now I wanna watch you come this way." I bring my mouth to hers, stretching her body with mine, and feeling the tightness around me.
She wraps a hand around my neck, but I quickly pin it on the bed next to her, then suck underneath her ear.
"Use your other hand," I whisper. "Mark me."
Her nails dig into my skin, dragging down my back as far as she can go. It's the kind of pain I welcome and crave when it comes to her.
"Fuck, it's so good." I adjust my body with hers, wrapping her other leg around my waist until she lifts her hips and grinds against me. "Yes...do that again."
This time when she does, she throws her head back and screams through the built-up pleasure.
"So fuckin' beauitful," I tell her. "I can't get enough of you."
"Let me ride you," she begs.
I roll us over until she's positioned on top of me, her thighs straddling me and my arms pinned above my head with her hands.
"Don't move," she orders, and her taking control makes my cock twitch against her.
Instead of sliding down on my shaft like I expect, she presses her mouth to my chest and slowly kisses her way down my abdomen. Leaning up on my elbows, I watch as she makes her way to my cock, slowly sliding her tongue around the tip and piercings.
She smirks up at me, then spreads my legs further apart so she can slide between them and starts kissing down one of my thighs. When she makes her way to the other one, I brace myself.
Her kisses soften as she slowly brushes her lips over the scar tissue as if she's purposely giving them extra attention. Her heated gaze meets mine, but when I see the tears in her eyes, my heart cracks in two.
"Delilah..." I reach for her, but she somberly shakes her head, then continues down my body.
I've never had a woman notice them the way she has, nevertheless, get emotional over seeing them. Even though they're not as visible all these years later, she made an effort to seek them out and give them as much love and care as she did the rest of my body.
When she finally climbs back up my body, I sit up and cup her face, crashing my mouth down on hers. She lifts up until she impales herself with my cock and we both gasp at the sensation.
"Goddamn, baby." I hold myself up with one hand behind me while the other cups her ass with a smack. "Take what you need from me."
"Mm, do that again."
I slap her ass harder this time and she yelps as I squeeze it in my grip.
"Again," she murmurs, rocking faster. "Harder."
"Jesus Christ..." I'm barely holding back as it is, but I give her exactly what she wants, making sure to leave a nice red handprint this time.
Her head falls back with a throaty moan, pushing her breasts out, and I quickly capture one in my palm.
"You like that, huh?" I taunt, pinching her nipple between my finger and thumb. "You're drivin' me crazy, Delly. I'm gonna fill you so fuckin' full."
"Yes, please..." she whimpers, nodding. "Come inside me."
My balls tighten up and she grinds down on me faster, holding onto my shoulders as our bodies move against each other.
"Play with your clit for me," I order. "I'm so close."
I somehow refrain until she comes once more, and then I bury my face in her neck and release inside her.
We end up a hot tangled mess of limbs, heavy breathing, and hearts pounding.
With her body collapsed on top of me, I wrap my arms around her and rolls us over to the side.
"You're so perfect," I whisper, brushing sweaty strands of hair off her face. "And so damn beautiful."
"I'm not perfect," she mutters, barely able to move.
My finger traces down her face and around her cheek, memorizing every inch of her face.
"You're perfect for me . In every single way." I kiss the tip of her nose. "That's why I fell so hard for you before I even knew what you looked like. Then when we met, it only confirmed what I'd felt, and I knew no one else could ever compare. I was prepared to live the rest of my life without getting to act on my feelings, but as long as I got to be in yours in some capacity, I'd still die a happy man."
"Wilder..." She blinks, looking up at me with more tears in her eyes. "I don't need thirty days to know I want to stay married to you. No one has ever been so open about how they feel about me, and I'd be a fool to even think about lettin' you go when I've wanted you just as long."
My heart kicks up with shock and pure happiness. "Really?"
"Yes, really." She beams with laughter.
I roll on top of her, crashing my mouth down on hers, and she continues giggling when we nearly fall off the bed.
"Shit, we better go clean up before we make an even bigger mess."
Standing, I pull her up with me but can't stop smiling when she's in front of me.
"I'm still not doin' your laundry," she says firmly, poking me in the chest.
Grinning, I cup her cheeks and give her a quick peck on the lips. "Baby, I've been waitin' to take care of you for years, so stop worryin' about me. It's my turn to help you the way you helped me nine years ago."
Before she can respond, I lift her into my arms and take her into the shower. We clean each other and laugh about how it's our second of the day.
Once we dry off and change into comfy clothes, I make us popcorn and then we finally sit to watch the movie. Although truthfully, I hardly pay attention to it because mine is mostly on my wife and how gorgeous she is.
And how fucking happy she makes me.
Something I haven't genuinely felt in a long ass time.
Halfway through, she falls asleep against me, so I carry her into bed and then clean up the kitchen before sliding in next to her. I don't remember ever feeling this level of happiness in my life before, and although I'm scared as hell to lose it, I'm putting everything I have into making sure I'm the best husband and partner for Delilah.
Not having to wake up for work at the ass crack of dawn is a nice change, but it means my body's still programmed to get up earlier than I need to be, which usually sucks.
But today, it means I get more time with my wife before I have to leave for anger management class.
Climbing out of bed, I head to the bathroom to freshen up, and then walk to the kitchen to figure out what I can make for breakfast.
There's a box of pancake mix in the pantry, fresh blueberries and bacon in the fridge, and a mini waffle maker on the counter. I've never made waffles before, but the directions on the box are simple enough, so I give it a try.
Thirty minutes later, I have two plates full of waffles, bacon, and scrambled eggs.
The rest of the kitchen—I'll deal with that later. It's a mess, but I got the job done.
Since Delilah hasn't woken up, I slide in next to her and feather kisses under her ear. "Baby, are you up? Breakfast is ready, so I hope you're hungry."
"Go away," she mutters, burying her face deeper in the pillow.
Chuckling, I slide my hand down her body and give her ass a little slap. "Don't make me wake you another way."
"Some of us prefer sleep."
"Is that so?" I challenge, sliding my hand beneath her shorts and discovering she's not wearing panties. When I brush a finger softly between her slit and rub over her clit, she moans quietly, but doesn't move an inch.
"Hm...looks like I'm gonna need to go to plan B."
"As long as I don't have to move."
"Nope." Smirking, I slide underneath the covers and between her legs. Since she's not wearing underwear and the fabric of her shorts is thin, I bury my face between her thighs and moan against her pussy.
When she doesn't push me away or tell me off, I slowly slide her shorts down a few inches, and start flicking my tongue against her clit. She squirms, arching her hips against my mouth, and then her fingers are tangling in my hair.
"Wilder?"
My head pops up, abruptly stopping. "Are you expectin' someone else down here?"
Her body shakes with laughter. "No, but I was half asleep."
"You can go back to sleep," I tease.
"Okay, but hurry up. I'm hungry."
"That's not funny." I deadpan.
Chuckling at my expression, she reaches down and pulls her shorts off, then spreads her legs around me. Repositioning myself between them, I wrap my hands around her thighs and drag her pussy closer to my mouth.
I thrust two fingers inside, feeling how wet she is, and then flatten my tongue up her slit before lathering her clit. She writhes underneath me, arching her back, and pulling my hair—and I love every second of it. Bringing her to the edge and then pulling back before doing it again has her desperate and needy.
"Wilder, please...I'm so close," she whines, pushing my head down against her core. "No more stoppin' or I swear to God?—"
With a twist of my wrist, I hook my fingers in deeper, suck her clit harder, and then soon, she's falling over the edge. Her sweet juices explode on my tongue, and I lap them up before feather kisses along her thigh.
"Well..." Her chest rises and falls as she tries to catch her breath. "I'm awake now."