Chapter 19 #2
“This is why you’ve been missing Nora so much? She’s taunting you.”
“Wait, what are you doing?” I say as he gathers the pictures with rage still written all over his face.
“I’m getting this shit out of here. I’ll reach out to Peaches and ask her for photos of her and the baby, but these are trash. I’m not allowing you to torture yourself looking at these. This shit is evil as fuck,” he snarls.
He stands and walks out with the pictures in his hands. I lie down and curl into a ball. My mind is spinning.
I can’t help wondering if my father even cares. He hasn’t seen Nora and Evan but a handful of times. I’m surprised my brother and sister even know about me.
“I want you to forget about all of that. None of us can ever replace your mother, but we’re all here to love and care for you. Baby, I’m so sorry,” Wyatt says as he returns and wraps around me.
I try to reply, but my emotions get the best of me, and I can’t do anything but sob. Wyatt kisses the top of my head and tightens his hold on me.
“I love you so much. Tell me how I can make this better. I hate seeing you like this and not knowing how to help.”
I turn in his embrace and look up into his eyes. My heart is so full as I see the love he has for me. I cup the side of his face and press my lips to his.
He returns the kiss hesitantly. When I reach beneath his T-shirt to run my hand over his abs, he deepens the kiss. Grasping my breast, he groans and rolls me onto my back.
“I just need you. You make me feel whole. I love you too.”
He groans and pulls away. A dirty grin comes to his lips. “I know just how to get your mind off this.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah,” he says as his gaze roams over me. “Stay here, don’t move.”
I knit my brows, but do as he says. He hops to his feet and jogs out of the room. When he returns, he has that spreader that came in before we left for New York.
I shake my head and start to laugh. He places the spreader down then pulls his phone and connects it to this room before Tank’s “Dirty” begins to play. Then he tosses his phone aside and starts to peel his shirt off.
I lie on the carpeted floor, staring up at my husband. Wyatt is still as sexy as the first time I saw him shirtless, if not more so. I love the way his muscles ripple and move as he undresses. His boots hit the floor with a thud. His jeans are next to go.
“On your knees, your back facing me,” he commands.
I get to my knees and turn my back to him. I’m wearing one of his T-shirts. I wanted to feel the comfort of him and his scent after my shower.
His heat blazes against my back as he gets down on his knees behind me. Reaching for the hem of the T-shirt, he lifts it over my head and tosses it aside.
“You are so strong for everyone else. Let me be strong for you now. I’m going to take care of everything,” he breathes, gathering my hair and moving it out of the way as he runs his fingers over my skin.
He grazes from the spot behind my ear, over my shoulder and down my arm. Then he palms my breast and starts a trail of kisses down the same path.
“Wyatt,” I say as my breath hitches.
“You like that, baby?”
“Yes.”
“How wet do you think I can get you?”
“I don’t know. Can you show me?”
“Um, yeah, I plan to. Then I’m going to come all over these big fat tits. You make me so fucking hard, you know that, right?”
“Yes.”
“Good girl, baby.”
“Wyatt, please.”
He tilts me forward and kisses his way down my spine. I arch like a cat for him, and he groans. Moving his hand sensually all over my back and ass, he then moves to feast on me as he holds my cheeks open for him.
“Wy,” I cry out.
He slaps my ass and groans. I begin to rock my hips, moving against his face. He hums in satisfaction and pushes in deeper.
He keeps eating until I’m boneless and super soaked between the legs. Grasping the back of my hair, he turns me onto my back and takes my lips in a hard kiss.
As my flavor hits my tongue from his mouth, I moan and cup his face. He devours me as he hovers over me. Breaking the kiss, he licks his way down my body, stopping at my breasts to pull my nipple into his mouth.
“Oh my God, Wy. Yes,” I cry out.
He starts to bite and nip at my skin, making his way back between my legs, where he settles in. First, he feasts on my inner thigh, then he turns his attention back to my core.
I come so hard, my ears start to ring. I punch the floor, pleading for mercy. I get a moment to breathe as he strokes himself while looking down at me.
Then he reaches for the spreader and attaches it to my ankles. Whatever reprieve I thought he was giving me, I was wrong. This man is on a mission.
Wyatt
As I look down at my wife, I’m still in awe that I get to call her mine. Nellie fulfills all my fantasies. She’s more and more beautiful to me every single day.
She’s the calm to my storm. I need her as much as she needs me right now. I can’t believe that woman has been taunting her with those photos. That shit is cruel and won’t go unanswered.
Just wait, I have something for her ass. Nellie slides her hand down the front of her body and begins to play with her pussy. All thoughts of my anger and revenge shut down as my brain goes to all the things I still want to do to her tonight.
When Sammy hugged me and told me he was going to Ry’s, I knew I needed to take care of my wife tonight. I had been anxious and confused. Coming back here and hearing her sobs from the moment I walked into my home nearly broke me.
“I love you,” I murmur as I watch her.
“I love you too. What do you plan on doing to me?”
I shake my head. “Nah, no talking. I’m going to show you.”
I grab the bar of the spreader and pin it to the floor behind her head, opening her to me fully and tilting her hips in the air. She’ll be able to take me deep like this.
I spit and allow my saliva to drip down onto her pretty pussy. Then I rub her clit with my thumb. The lust that fills her eyes has to match my own.
Reaching for the base of my shaft, I tap my dick against her fat pussy. She moans and pushes her breasts out. Needing to be inside her now, I push down on the crown of my cock and slide into her.
“Fuck,” I hiss.
The sight of her round ass and big tits has me so hard, I’m already ready to blow. However, I call on everything in me and slow this shit down so I can enjoy her.
“Fuck, Wy. You’re so hard and deep. Yes, yes, yes,” she screams.
I pull out and watch her squirt. Damn right. I’m hitting that G-spot for all it’s worth. I push back in and lean her over to take her lips in a searing kiss.
She pushes her hands into my sweat-soaked hair as I drink from her lips. I growl as her walls tighten and ripple around me. Lifting up, I look down at her as I bite my lip and sit back on my heels as I keep feeding her pussy my length as deep as she can take it.
“Wy, please,” she whimpers.
I lean forward, take her lips, and start to do push-ups in this shit. Her eyes roll back, and she starts to call out nonsense as her legs quiver and shake. I lean to my right and lick my way up the back of her thigh.
“You know this shit is mine, don’t you?”
“Yes.”
“Then say it. What’s my name, baby?”
“Wyatt, my husband, Wyatt. My man, my everything, Wyatt, Wyatt, Wyatt,” she sings.
I groan. “Motherfucking right.”
I pull out and bust all over her pussy. As she continues to shake, I take my nasty to a whole new level as I lick my cum from her mound and then lean in to kiss her hard and deep as I roll my tongue with my cum on it into her mouth.
When I pull away, I look into her eyes and grin. She licks her lips and smiles back. My cock jerks as he starts to come back to life.
“Oh yeah, we’re not done. I have so much dirty, nasty shit I want to do to you. You think you’re ready for me, baby?”
“Always. Show me, Wy. I want all of you.”
“I’ve got you, baby. I’ve always got you.”