Chapter 19
Damian
Icouldn’t keep my hands off Emilia. It wasn't just her body, it was everything about her. Her big heart. Her love for her shit family. Her art—fucking hell, this woman had skill and she was in her early twenties. In a decade or so with life experiences behind her, she'd be a juggernaut. It was going to be fascinating to follow her progression as an artist and I would have a front seat, which made me weak with delight.
I pushed my wife against the front door once we were inside the loft.
"I want you," I murmured kissing her neck. "Are you wet, Em?"
She moaned as I suckled the fragrant skin on her neck. "I'll find out." I slid my hand up her dress and cupped her. I smiled at her as my fingers teased her wetness.
I put both my hands on her hips and pulled down her panties. I helped her get them off and trailed my lips over her skin as I pushed my hands up to her thighs.
I rose and kissed her, my finger on her clit. My mouth moved caressingly across her flesh, licking down her cleavage. With my free hand I yanked at the bow at her waist and her wraparound dress unraveled. My knuckles grazed her soft flesh as the fabric of her dress fell to the sides of her pert breasts, now covered with just her black bra.
My tongue licked the top of her breasts and my finger entered her pussy. She flinched and I crooned to her. "Shh, baby. You're so fucking tight."
Her hips arched into my touch as my thumb rubbed her clit. I pushed down her bra and groaned when I saw her beautiful hard nipples.
A gasp escaped her when I took one of those hard nubs into my mouth and suckled.
"All night I've wanted to do this. All fucking night. Do you know how beautiful these tits are?"
I swirled my thumb around her clit and added another finger inside her warm cunt. My mouth nipped at the flesh above her breast and traced one nipple then another.
I squeezed a breast hard while I suckled the nipple on the other. Her moans were getting louder.
"I want to taste." I pulled my fingers out of her and brought them to her lips, painting them and kissed her. "How do you taste?"
"I don't know," she whimpered. She sounded almost afraid, and I reminded myself that just a few weeks ago, this woman had been a virgin and I needed to slow the fuck down.
I rubbed my nose against her, calming myself. "You taste very good, Em. But I need more."
I dropped to my knees in front of her and just looked at her pussy for a long moment. "Sexiest fucking cunt I have ever seen." I kissed her pussy. "Spread your thighs, baby."
She did and in those high heels, it was erotic as fuck. I latched onto her clit, sliding three fingers inside her without warning. Her hips began to move against me. She was rubbing herself toward release as much as I was pushing her there.
"I can feel your pussy squeezing my fingers. Are you about to come, Em?"
"Yes. Yes. I need you to…Damian."
"I know what you need," I whispered, and I did. And this wasn't just about her body. I knew, now, that she needed to be seen.
She moaned as my tongue against her clit licked faster and my fingers inside her found and stroked her G-spot. She was shaking against me, and it was the best fucking feeling in the world.
When she exploded, I licked her juices. She didn't squirt this time, but we'd get there, I thought smugly, we had all fucking night and the next and the next.
I removed her clothes and left them by the door; and carried her to bed. She watched me while I took her shoes off, not self-conscious of being naked, just blissed the fuck out.
I removed the buttons at my cuffs and started to unbutton my shirt.
Emilia scooted up the bed and sat up, leaning against the headboard. "Ah…could I request you to take that off slowly."
I cocked an eyebrow.
"You know…like maybe you're being hired by the hour," she added cheekily.
Women had said a whole lot of things to me in bed, but no one had ever asked me to do a striptease. This was a first for me. I was charmed.
"How much am I getting paid?"
"Ah…I don’t know…a thousand dollars an hour."
"That's a lot of money."
"Well, you're like a very high-end stripper." She giggled and something warm filled me. She was fun. This young girl whose family mostly ignored her, who painted until she collapsed to deal with her darkness had a zest for life that I'd never seen before. She bounced back up every time she was pushed down and did so with her whole heart.
I put my foot on the side of the bed. "Unlace those will you?"
Her eyes flickered with lust. I may be the one stripping but I was still the one who was running this show.
She unlaced my shoe, slipped it off, and then removed my sock. She repeated the process until I was barefoot.
"You want some music?" I asked cockily as I stepped toward her.
"No, I'm good." Her eyes were on the bulge in my pants. She licked her lips and I smiled. She was so sensuous—and I knew that for however long this marriage lasted we were going to have some fun in bed…or against a wall or....
I took my shirt off. "My eyes are up here, baby."
She flushed pink when she realized I'd seen what she was staring at.
"You like what you see?" I asked, my hands reaching for my buckle. She followed my hands with her eyes.
"Yes."
"Say my name, Em."
"Yes, Damian."
My cock hardened even more which I didn’t think was possible. This was quirky and fun sex. Unexpected.
I unbuckled slowly and saw desire creep up her body in the form of a blush. It was fucking adorable.
By the time I took my belt off, she was panting. I unbuttoned and unzipped my slacks and came closer to her.
"Take it out."
She reached for me, and I groaned when she palmed me through my boxers. She slowly pulled me out and stroked me tip to root.
"Taste," I ordered.
She immediately complied. I saw a pink tongue licking away my precum and I thought I'd blow a nut and embarrass myself.
"Em, take me in your mouth."
She did as I asked, and my hands fisted around her hair. It felt damn good to have her warm wet mouth around my dick. She bobbed her head as her tongue swirled around me, as if she couldn’t get enough of me.
She wasn't giving me a blow job per se, it was more of an exploration of my dick. It was sensual, more so than someone experienced sucking me off had ever been.
I closed my eyes and let go, feeling the pleasure climb up my spine. I didn't want to come in her mouth, not the first time she was giving a blow job.
I moved her mouth off me, and she looked at me with swollen lips. "Was that okay?"
"It was amazing."
She smiled like I'd given her an award. She needs to be seen and appreciated, I added to my list of things to do for Emilia.
I removed my pants and boxers in one go and climbed on the bed. I sat up and held my hand to her. "Ride me."