Chapter 9 #4
That night, I enjoyed my second meal, the haven between my wife’s thighs.
I feasted like a famished man and not one who had just enjoyed a three-course dinner by a world-renowned chef.
My tongue made good on the promise I delivered to make her come multiple times before I explored with my dick, which remained painfully stiff until it found its way home.
Home. My wife was home . . . everything about her, but at that moment, my focus was her body.
I aimed to please, which shifted my mind to the earlier conversation about my dominance.
It was true. I typically controlled things during sex.
Tonight would be no different. I currently had my wife’s wrists secured with one of my hands while I plowed into her with deep, penetrating thrusts.
She didn’t seem to mind because with each one, she opened a little more, moaning deeper in a way that had my dick expanding further.
When I felt her body experience its first round of tremors, I released her wrists but she kept her arms above her head, watching me in a lust-filled haze while I pushed her limits to expedite her undoing.
This was more like fucking. My deep strokes were steady and strong.
I was starved for the connection somewhere deep within and she worked with me as if searching for the same.
Each time I landed hard, she pushed against me, matching my intensity, but thrust forward, eager for more.
Something about the neediness she displayed with her mother sent me spiraling.
She often pointed out that I had it all together and nothing seemed to leave me unbalanced.
For the most part, that was true. However, Nari was the exception.
You weaken my resolve, sweetheart.
The insecurity of not being enough for her ignited something primal in me.
I didn’t understand where it came from other than the desire to be everything she needed when others refused to be.
It was imperative Nari knew that I could make her whole and fucking her until she was full of me and unraveling was the only way I could do so at the present, so that was my intent.
“Uhhhh,” she hummed, attempting to fight the feeling building in her core. I not only saw it, but also felt it in the way she pulsed around me in a quick concession that heightened my pleasure. But I kept it together, needing her to reach her peak before me or with me.
When her eyes found mine, she understood because her teeth sank into her lip and she let go.
The first wave hit quickly. Her eyes panicked briefly in surprise before settling.
I felt her tightening around me, which had me driving deeper, faster, and harder.
Nari was a soldier, so she took it all in stride .
. . until she lost the battle and unraveled.
Her head sank deeper into the pillow and her sex thrust forward, allowing me to go deeper.
I slammed into her a few more times before she completely took flight and I began drowning in my haven.
I continued stroking long and hard while she grinded against me, attempting to heighten her experience.
I was allowed to thrust a few more times before exploding, and she drained me until I completely emptied my load.
I rolled us both onto our sides, mindful of the baby, and we remained that way until we summoned the strength to crawl out of bed and shower.
I changed the sheets while Nari curled up on the sofa in our sitting area.
After I finished, we both climbed in, her back to my chest while I rested my chin on her head and massaged her stomach.
I was still amazed at times that she was carrying my child.
And I could guarantee it would become more of a reality when I physically saw the changes, but for now, the idea of us creating life still felt unreal.
“You were needy.” When Nari’s voice pulled me from my thoughts, I smiled into her hair and nodded against it.
“I’m always needy when it comes to you.”
She laughed, squirming a little, searching for comfort. “I still feel it.” I couldn’t help but smile. She continued, not allowing me to get stuck there. “Where did that come from?”
“I didn’t know you were not just doubting things about me but with your mother as well. I suppose I hadn’t considered the possibility and I wanted to reassure you that you had all of me, regardless of what others couldn’t provide.”
“I’m not doubting things with either of you.” She stiffened a little but relaxed when I kissed the top of her head and continued brushing my fingers across her stomach in a soothing manner.
“You are, but it’s okay. Nothing to be embarrassed about.”
She was quiet for a long moment. “My God, you must think I’m such a big-ass baby.”
“No, sweetheart, I don’t. I think you’re incredibly strong for having to survive on your own for so long, and now you’re overwhelmed with new feelings of attachment for people who promise to love you. That’s a lot for anyone, but that doesn’t make you a baby or weak. It makes you human.”
“Thank you.”
“For?”
“For being patient with me and not calling it quits when I act insane. I’m working on it.”
“I know you are, and there is no calling it quits. I thought I made that clear.”
“Oh, that’s right. I’m married to a very demanding and uncompromising man. What the hell was I thinking?”
“You weren’t, which has worked in my favor. I told you from the start I negotiated terms that would always put me in a position to win. And for the record, I’m extremely proud of you and can’t wait to see your vision come to life.”
I could feel her smile, which made me offer one as well. I felt confident Nari would blossom into her full potential from the beginning. This was only the beginning and I was sure there was no limit to how much she would accomplish when she allowed her confidence to lead.
“Thank you. It will take a lot of work, but I’m excited and can’t wait to start. But, of course, I’ll wait until after we get through this reception. Once we get that out of the way, I’ll dive right in to get as much done as possible before the baby comes.”
“We’ll figure it out; whatever you need is as good as done. We’ll make it work,” I mumbled, feeling my body settling. I didn’t have much fight against the comfort of my wife in my arms and the subtle scent of her body wash and shampoo. The combination was a natural sedative.
“Good night.”
“Night, sweetheart.” I inched Nari closer and allowed my mind to drift.