CHAPTER FIVE #2
“On the bed,” he said, walking me backward. The haze of lust in his eyes was nothing less than thrilling. “Legs spread, baby.”
“Huh.” I pumped him once, twice. “Is that what you want?”
“You going to argue with me?”
“Hell no.”
With a fiendish smile, he peeled down my panties then waited while I climbed onto the mattress. I couldn’t catch my breath for some reason. Though the reason was kind of obvious, really. It had just been a while, and I was way overexcited.
David placed kisses on the arches of my feet, the insides of my knees, and on my slightly wobbly thighs. He licked his lips as he looked me over. Not missing a single thing. “No frowning,” he said. “Every bit of you is beautiful.”
I forced a smile.
He gave me a dour look before lowering his mouth to my cunt.
The man did not mess around. Up through the lips of my labia he dragged the flat of his tongue.
Oh. Wow. Yeah. Who even cared about cellulite?
It was impossible to worry when my insides clenched and my whole body shivered with want.
His strong hands held my legs wide open.
And my husband knew me so well. How to make me sigh and catch my breath.
Everything. Clearly he had no issues getting reacquainted with my lady parts.
And with the attention he was paying them, he definitely held them in high esteem.
The tip of his tongue circled my clit before he suckled on my labia, making my blood run hot.
His thumbs held me open as he French-kissed me down there.
He licked me and loved me and ate me like a man starving.
It didn’t take long before pressure built down low.
A knot between my hips tightened more with each passing moment.
Then he sucked on my clit and whoa. I came with a gasp, eyes closed tight.
Everything was white and sparkling and wonderful.
My mind drifted somewhere up among the stars.
I hadn’t been this relaxed in a very long time.
And I’d wondered if I was too tired for sex. Ha. What a joke. Gimme.
“Baby, up you come.” He carefully moved me farther up the bed, into the middle.
There could be no waiting. Not only was David wanting, but the baby could wake up any minute.
We’d definitely learned the value of getting things done during his nap times.
Since I was back on birth control, which had better work this time, he crawled over me and wasted no time lining up the thick blunt head of his cock.
We both groaned as he slid home, the warmth of his body above me. My whole damn world right in that moment. I wrapped my legs around his hips and held back his hair with my hands. “God, I love you.”
“Good,” he said simply and started to move.
At first he was gentle, slow, and sweet. Which was nice, but it wasn’t really us.
“David?”
He nuzzled the side of my neck. “Hmm?”
“Harder.”
“Are you sure?”
“And faster.” My smile was all teeth. “You’re not going to break me.”
“Whatever you want, baby.”
As he pounded into me, his cock dragged back and forth over so many sensitive parts.
It was like burning alive. How hot and real and raw we were.
Sweat slicked our skin, and the scent of sex filled the air.
We were all grasping hands and thrusting hips.
Me rising to take him and him slamming home.
If anyone walked away a little sore from our efforts, it really didn’t matter.
The only thing we cared about was reaching that high together.
One hand fisted my hair while the other slipped beneath my butt cheek, urging me on.
Holding me close. Keeping me ready to take him again and again.
And the whole time he stared into my eyes as if he could read me.
Hell. I knew he could. Just like I knew him all the way.
We were two halves of a whole and always would be.
Our love had been tested, and we’d emerged victorious.
Our lives had been irrevocably changed, and we were doing just great. Together.
His hips pistoned, and the tension in me grew higher and higher.
He was strung taut like a wire, every muscle straining for release.
The thick, hard length of him surged into me, filling all of the empty places.
And the electricity surging up and down my spine dominated everything.
I couldn’t come again so soon. Surely not.
But David wasn’t taking no for an answer, and he knew my body so well.
His hand slipped between us, skilled fingers teasing my clit.
It was all too much, too beautiful. We were everything I’d ever need.
The orgasm hit me with frightening intensity, my whole body seizing.
Then the wave of pleasure rushed through me.
With a feral snarl, David came too, hips bucking against me.
When I opened my eyes, he lay beside on the mattress. The bead of sweat on his shoulder called to me and why the heck not? I licked his skin. Salt and warmth and love. That’s what he tasted like.
“Did you just lick me?” he asked, cracking open one eyelid.
“Yeah.”
He laughed. “You’re wild.”
“No. We’re wild.”
All the love I’d ever need was in his gaze. “And thank fuck for that.”