Four
“Shit–”
I stirred from my sleep as warmth coated my wood. My forehead creased as I tried to make sense of what was happening. It didn’t take me very long to realize my wife was not beside me in bed. The tent underneath the cover revealed her location.
So did the ungodly sounds coming from her mouth as she slid it up and down my dick. Without a doubt, I knew that we wouldn’t return home alone. She’d be impregnated and there would be another passenger on board our private flight in twenty-six days.
I lifted the cover slightly. Ever was on her knees in front of me, producing far more saliva than the average human as my dick touched the back of her throat over and over. Her gag reflex had been reduced to nearly nothing, and that shit drove a nigga insane.
My toes curled as those greenish-brown eyes stared up at me. She was the prettiest thing ever created. Then, there were the children we’d created.
“Good morning,” she greeted me, plopping my dick out of her mouth.
Before I could return the gesture, she’d swallowed me again. My stomach folded.
“Fuck.”
“Mmmm–”
“This ain’t what the doctor prescribed,” I teased, watching my dick disappear down my wife’s throat.
“It’s exactly what the doctor prescribed,” she argued, increasing her speed.
I leaned over, trying my hardest to get a better view of her body. My long arms assisted my fingers to their rightful place. I parted Ever’s pussy lips and found the special knob that made her feel good.
“Ummmm,” she hummed on my head.
She used both hands to massage my shaft. Up and down, she stroked, still keeping her mouth on the tip, attempting to suck the skin off that motherfucker.
I rotated my fingers around her clit, making her body pulse each time I rubbed it.
“Shit, baby.”
Her mouth was lethal, but so was that fucking pussy. I couldn’t determine which I wanted more. But, given the fact she’d been draining my balls daily and I wasn’t sure how much I had to give today, I opted for the warmth that welcomed me more often than not.
“Come ‘mer,” I instructed, releasing her clit and taking her into my hands.
“Hm?” She asked, desperate to return to the task at hand. But I had another task for her.
“Sit on ‘em,” I pleaded, raspiness coating my voice. “Sit on ‘e–”
Ever didn’t allow me to ask twice. She hadn’t allowed me to ask for anything twice since we’d touched down.
Anything I wanted or needed, she saw to it that I had it.
Even my number one request, unlimited access to her insides.
Though I’d been taking the medicine given, I knew she was the quickest cure to my sickness.
A stress reliever.
Some good exercise.
And, she gets my blood pumping .
“You feel so fucking good,” I praised her.
Though I wasn’t telling her anything she didn’t already know, Ever loved hearing that shit. The compliment made her walls contract against me.
“Fuck.”
“Babyyyyy–”
Her voice was soothing, like silky sheets after a long day of work.
Coated in her love, I gripped her waist and guided her up and down my dick.
Her breasts had fluffed and deflated over the years, rounding and then softening after each child.
They’d been generous with their contributions, and our family was grateful for them.
I watched as they swayed from even the slightest movement. Ever’s eyes were sealed. Her back was arched in the center, chest back, and pussy sloppy wet.
A fucking dream .
I recalled the first time I encountered the quiet beauty. Those same hazel eyes were sealed. Yet, her beauty radiated through the rest of her features.
After Lyric had disappeared in the store, I rested my elbows on the door, leaning my body slightly into the truck as I waited.
Again, my sight wandered in her direction.
She continued to sleep, unaware, unfazed, and unbothered.
Whatever peace she was experiencing, I wished for. It had to have felt so fucking good.
Respectfully, I desired one thing at the moment, and that was to know if she was OK. Like… Was the temperature alright? Did she need more leg room? If she preferred the radio or silence. If she was resting well.
And as if she read my mind, she maneuvered in the seat. She twisted her body in my direction. My breath hiked in my chest, but I remained calm as I waited for her to open her eyes.
Come on, I silently encouraged. Wake up.
Her eyes popped open, slowly and bashfully, as she began trying to figure out where she was at and what was going on around her.
Once. Twice. Three times, she batted her eyes in an attempt to adjust and rid them of the sleepiness.
When she finally looked up, she met my gaze.
I witnessed the large sum of air that she’d inhaled around her get caught in her chest.
She hadn’t even opened her mouth yet, and I was interested in everything that she had to say. Maybe it was nothing. But, maybe… maybe it was something. Hoping for the latter, I remained quiet and waited for her to speak. However, my eyes never left hers, and vice versa.
“Hi,” she said, releasing me from the dungeon where I’d been captured while waiting for her awakening.
What’s good? I responded, in my head, but the words didn’t quite see the light.
Ping.
The cell in her lap sounded. Neither of our eyes faltered. Locked in on one another, I waited for her to break contact. It wasn’t until her phone chimed a second time that her gaze fell, and she looked at the screen.
Ping.
And the smile, the smile that etched away at her cheeks when she opened her cell, made my chest burn. Who the fuck is that? I wanted to know immediately.
“Uhhhh–”
Ever’s moan pulled me from the jungle I was prepared to enter, thinking about a nigga having my wife’s attention. I didn’t give a damn how long ago it happened to be.
Ready for Ever to unfold like the flower she was, I placed a thumb on her clit. As she rode me to oblivion, I caressed her sensitivity. Her arched back curled inward. Her shoulders rounded.
“Baby– Yessssss.”
Her hands pressed into my chest as she lifted her frame, finding her balance. I prepared for my ending. The position she was entering was one that would end me. I’d discovered it each time I tried to outlast those toned legs and glutes of hers.
“Fuck,” I murmured, despising and loving my ending though it had yet to come.
Ever’s pussy melted against my thumb as she lowered her body onto mine. And then just as comfort set in, she was up again.
“Uhhh.”
And then down.
And then up.
“Uhhhhhh.”
And then down.
My toes popped as they tried forming zeros.
“Uhhhh– Luc– uhhhhh,” Ever whimpered as she shuddered.
Her breasts and shoulders sagged two inches as her midsection wrinkled from the impact. Her walls contracted. Her eyelids tightened. And, her lips tucked themselves inward.
“Baby.”
Ever slowed to a creep, slowly finding her footing again. Her ending sucked the semen from my dick. My breath quickened and limbs stiffened as I erupted, spitting rapid fire inside of my wife.
Her body collapsed on top of mine. My body relaxed against hers. Her shallow breathing paired with the silence of the room became the sweetest lullaby. I ran my fingers up and down her spine, considering just how precious her life was to me.
And mine to her .
Leaving Ever alone in the world wasn’t an option for me, so healing was my only choice. I had thirty days to get my mind and my body together. With Ever by my side, I knew that nothing was impossible for me.
We’d built a life together that I couldn’t imagine tearing apart. Images of her crying over my casket forced my eyes shut. I couldn’t do that to my love. I wouldn’t do that to her.
Not my Ever.
My Essence.
My Emorey.
My Elle.
My Lucas.
My Emilia.
Or my Leu .
“Thank you,” I whispered in my wife’s ear.
“Hm?” She stirred.
“Thank you.”
Ever pushed her body further into mine as if there was more space between us. She wanted to be in my skin. And, quite frankly, I wanted to be in hers. We were only on day four, and I was already missing the time we’d spent together.
Alone.
Quietly.
Loudly.
Slowly.
Comically.
Seriously.
Admirably.
Lonely.
Pleasantly.
Longingly.
Lovingly.
“I love you, Luca.”
“Always… forever .”
The end.