Chapter 38 #3
“So fuckin’ perfect,” I growl, rubbing myself up and down. At her clit, I give them a chance to really meet, and use him to give her another distraction, more pleasure, more of what she deserves—everything. All of me.
That sweet little button gets off as I fuck it. It doesn’t take long. Iris moans, and her eyes roll into the back of her skull, as my cock does his job.
“You’re so beautiful,” I praise, leaning over my woman to give her a kiss. Her shaky hands cup my cheeks, which are in desperate need of a shave.
“I…I…”
“Are mine.”
“Yes.”
I sip her lips. “Do you want another, sweetheart?”
A tear leaks out of the corner of her eye, and she swallows hard as her entire frame trembles beneath me. “I… I don’t know.”
“Are you okay?”
“Yes.”
“Just overwhelmed?”
Her tiny nod is a relief. The last thing I want is to take things too far, too fast. I’m the one here, pumping the brakes. It’d be easy to fuck her right now, but I was serious when I said I wanted her first time to be special.
But that doesn’t mean…
“Reach down and put your hand around me,” I encourage, dragging my mouth across hers and pausing to nibble the bottom lip, drawing it between my teeth for another taste.
Iris does as she’s told. Five perfect digits grip my shaft.
I hiss in pleasure, and my arms damn near give out as she touches me, all of me, for the first time.
“Now stroke him.” I nip her bottom lip again, and she moans.
Slowly, fuckin’ tortuously slow, my woman jacks me off. My precum guides the way, and when she moves me down to her clit, where she strokes and rubs the head against her clit, I see fuckin’ stars.
“Sweetheart,” I grit.
“One more,” she cries, voice wrecked.
“That’s it. Make us come.”
The moment Iris’s body locks beneath mine and her breath stutters across my face, I seal my lips to hers, grit my teeth, thrust once more, and come all over her pussy, marking it. Stars burst behind my eyelids, and I forget to fuckin’ breathe.
My woman is right there with me. When she releases my cock, and he slides through her soaked folds, I lie on top of her and pepper kisses everywhere I can touch.
Iris giggles as tears trickle down the sides of her face. I swipe them away with my thumbs.
“How are you?” I ask.
“Great. I feel stupid but great.”
“Why? Talk to me.”
“I…” Her bottom lip wobbles. “I went my whole life never having that.”
I kiss her cheek. “We have it now, sweetheart. Anytime, anywhere you want.” And I mean that. Fuck, do I mean that.
Iris flaps both hands out at her sides. “Gah! I can’t believe I’m crying.” She chuckles awkwardly. It’s too cute.
“Hey. It’s alright. We’re good.”
“Some girl… friend…Friend, I am.”
“Yeah. A fuckin’ perfect girlfriend.”
She playfully slaps the side of my arm. “Shut up.”
“I’m serious. You’ll make an even more perfect wife.”
She snorts a snotty laugh. “Shut up.”
“What? Not there yet? Not ready to say I do?” I tease before landing a loud smooch on her mouth that leaves her laughing for real. When I pull back, her eyes might still be glistening, but they’re happy.
“You’re ridiculous.”
“Sometimes, but it made ya laugh.” And that’s all that matters to me. Makin’ her happy.
“Yeah...” Iris trails off and turns her head to the side. For a moment, her expression tightens as she goes through whatever woman shit is in her head before she reels it in and returns her focus to me. “But that was okay… for you… right?”
Christ.
This woman.
Doesn’t she get it?
Who she is?
How I feel?
“Iris. Look at me when I say this.” I move her chin so she’s forced to look me straight in the eye.
Despite hers being rimmed in red and a whole lot of vulnerability, I tell her the truth.
“That was one of the hottest moments of my life. Add in the fact that it was with you. Then it was the hottest. When I said I’m in love with you, sweetheart, I wasn’t fuckin’ lyin’. ”
“I believe you.”
Damn straight, she better.
I peck the tip of her nose. “Good. Now let’s get cleaned up and get some rest. We’ve got a big day tomorrow.”
“Okay.”
“You stay right here. I’ll be back.” Leaving my woman on the bed, those legs still open, I stand beside the mattress and soak up every inch. My cum over her smooth pink snatch, the softness of her belly from her dress riding high. Those tits trying to break out of her top.
I lick my lips.
Maybe…
Not wanting to bother with the bathroom, I do what any good man would, and crawl in and clean her with my mouth. Sure, it’s not something I would usually do. But our cum combined is a goddamn aphrodisiac and has my cock twitching for another round.
“Dark,” she gasps.
“Just let me clean you up.”
“I might…” She moans as I tickle her clit with the tip of my tongue.
“Then come again. I’ve got the time,” I whisper against her.
Gripping my hair, Iris guides me however she needs and fucks my mouth as I clean her up and get her off again before I strip us both naked, put her into one of my T-shirts from the bag I brought upstairs, and climb into bed beside her naked.
Just like the night before, Iris curls up to me and rests her head on my pec.
I kiss the top of her bald head. “Goodnight, sweetheart.”
A little yawn slips free. “’Night.”