Chapter 22 #2
When I lifted the sweater over my head, I was met with two feminine legs standing at the foot of my bed.
My breath caught as I slowly moved my eyes up her curvaceous thighs and over her black teddy that hugged her generous bosom.
Her long, dark hair cascaded around her, shining in the glow of the firelight.
Her beautiful brown eyes stared back at me, a sexy smirk played across her lush lips, and one of her dark, thick eyebrows flicked up.
“I’m sorry I haven’t texted back. It’s been a busy day,” she said.
A blush painted her round cheeks, and she shifted her weight from side to side. I took her in again. Seeing her in my house was so jarring. It felt like I was dreaming.
“Please say something . . .”
I snapped out of my brain fog and looked at her with clear eyes.
Nairie was in my bedroom.
In lingerie.
Nairie was in my bedroom in lingerie.
I lunged for her and slammed my body against hers as I took her in a passionate kiss I felt down to my bones.
She responded in kind and gripped my hair.
I cupped her ass, and she drew in a sharp intake of breath at the contact.
Diving my tongue inside her mouth, I squeezed her ass and lifted her off her feet.
She continued to twine her tongue with mine and wrapped her legs around my waist.
I wanted to take my time with her, to enjoy every inch, but it would have to wait.
All I wanted was to be inside her, and she seemed to feel the same.
I pressed her back against the wall as I tore the strap of her top off, palming her heavy breast, skin to skin.
Her nipple hardened under my fingertips as I lightly squeezed the peak.
I ground myself against her, and she let out a little mewl that had me nearly blowing my load like a goddamn teenager.
I leaned down to run my tongue over her hard nipple as she continued to grind against my hard length. “Take my dick out, love.”
Nairie didn’t waste any time unfastening my belt and tugging down my zipper as I bit her neck, soothing the nips with the roll of my tongue.
She took my hard cock in her hand and stroked me.
I let out a deep moan and thrust into her palm.
She owned my body. The way her little hand wrapped around me made me hiss.
She let out a breathy moan. “I missed you so much. I missed your cock inside me.”
I squeezed my eyes shut and growled. “Jesus, baby. I love hearing you talk like that. Rub me against that wet pussy. Make a mess of me.”
Nairie bit her lip and guided my broad head to her glistening lips. We both moaned at the contact. It felt like electric fire, our bodies humming in response. I never wanted to go this long without her again.
My dick was coated in her arousal as I watched it glide between her pink folds and against her swollen clit.
I hummed in appreciation. “Always so wet for me.”
“Only for you.”
“Put me inside you, love. I’ve dreamt of that tight pussy every fucking night.”
Nairie sucked in a breath and gripped me at my base, angling her hips over me and using the wall behind her as leverage.
My hands were still kneading her backside as the tip of my dick entered her hot, wet heat.
I nearly collapsed from the feeling. She let out a soft moan, and I thrust myself the rest of the way.
She let out a loud curse.
I grunted. “Don’t ever leave me again, Nairie. This pussy is mine.”
An unintelligible plea fell from her lips, and I started pumping inside her, bouncing her up and down on my dick as her hair swayed with the motions.
She had never looked more beautiful than while I fucked her.
The blush on her cheeks intensified, the brown in her eyes looked like melted chocolate, and her mouth was red and pouty from my savage kisses.
I thrust harder inside her, feeling her silky heat clamp down on me as I hit her sweet spot. Nairie’s grip on my shoulders tightened as she clawed at my shirt.
“That’s it, baby. Come on my cock. This is just the first orgasm. Give it to me.”
Nairie shrieked, and her pussy milked me for all I was worth. It only took me two more pumps until I came myself and rode out the wave of our pleasure in languid strokes until we were both panting. We leaned our slick foreheads against one another for support.
“Oh my god,” she breathed out.
I chuckled and kissed Nairie deeply.
I leaned back to look into her eyes, staying inside her for further proof that this wasn’t a dream. “Are you really here?”
Nairie laughed and stroked the side of my face. “Yes, honey.”
I held her hand against my face and breathed in the smell of her. “Honey and sex all in one day? I’m the luckiest man on earth.”
Nairie laughed and leaned in to kiss me sweetly on the lips. I wrapped her in a hug, gripping her with a firm hold as I walked us to the bed.
I kept hold of her waist as I leaned above her. “How are you here right now?”
Nairie tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear and stroked my forearm. “I won the art contest, and it came with a free trip to one of the cities for their next mural. Edinburgh was on the list, and I know it’s semi-close to you. But I would have come anyway.”
“You won?! Why didn’t you tell me? We’ve been texting this whole week.”
“I wanted it to be a surprise. All they needed for the Venice mural were my design files. A team of painters is going to make it come to life over the next couple of months. After that was settled, I asked if I could start early on the next one here.”
“When will the Venice mural be up?”
“In a couple months.”
“I’m so proud of you. That’s incredible.”
Nairie smiled and looked at me like I was her everything. “I love you, William. I’ve always loved you, and I’m sorry it took me this long to say and that I broke things off how I did.”
I cradled her head and lifted her to meet my kiss.
She loved me, and she was here.
I’d never felt such sweet relief, such fullness, like my heart was going to burst.
“And I’m here to stay for as long as you’ll have me,” she said.
“You’re here to stay?”
Nairie nodded and pushed me to my back as she straddled me.
“Yes. I’m going to work on the next mural for their store in the city, and after that, who knows.
My parents have been really supportive since Baba’s heart attack.
And of us. But it doesn’t matter anymore. I should have done this weeks ago.”
I was too stunned to speak.
She worked on removing the rest of my clothes as I tried to gather my thoughts, which was difficult the more naked I got. “Are you serious?”
Nairie looked down at me and stroked my chest. She looked like an angel. The glow from our sex and the firelight made my breath catch.
“Yes.” She trailed her fingernails along my hard chest, “Now, are you going to make good on your promise? Was that really just the first orgasm?”
I flipped her over and pressed my body against her. “You’re a lot mouthier than I remember.”
Nairie laughed. “You bring it out in me.”
I hummed and started kissing her neck and cleavage. “I hope you weren’t wearing this when my mother let you in.”
Nairie chuckled. “No, although she would probably approve. She kept hinting at wanting a lot of grandbabies.”
I barked out a laugh. “I’m okay with that.”
My cock was already hardening again, and I ground my hips, sliding my dick into her folds that were messy and wet from our release.
Nairie’s breath hitched, and I groaned. I ripped off her top so we were both naked and writhing.
“You’d really want to get pregnant right now?” She let out a gasp as I moved down her body, trailing kisses in my wake. “I just got here, and we’ve been dating for two seconds.”
I looked up at her from between her legs. “I want to fill you up with my cum every day. And I want everyone to know what’s mine.”
I lowered to her glistening pussy and licked up her seam. “Marrying you. Getting you pregnant. Building a life together. I want it all. And I get what I want.”
Nairie sucked in a breath. “You’re pretty confident.”
I swirled my tongue around her clit, lightly grazing my teeth against her. “Now, I’m going to fuck you in every room of this house.”
Nairie moaned. “Yes, please.”
And like everything I promised, I made good on my word.