Chapter 25 #2
He reaches back with a dazed expression, and I move closer so he can touch it.
My meat is throbbing, and my brain is about to overheat, but the way he brushes his fingers over my cockhead makes my eyes roll back.
The gesture’s not innocent in any way, but it’s obvious to me that he’s still getting used to touching one that isn’t his own.
“I can see. You’re so hard for me,” Kyle says with a wide smile.
“You want to suck it before I fuck you?” It shouldn’t even be a question. I can see the thirst in his expression. Just to tease him more, I push my thumb in up to the knuckle in one hard thrust.
He moans, curling his toes again, and nods, greedily stroking my cock and, no doubt, already salivating. “I want it so much. It needs so more love from me.”
I chuckle and while I don’t want to pull my finger out from his warm insides, I have to if he is to change position. “It does. That first blowjob was really something. You’ve got…” I run my fingers over his lip, “and I mean it in the best way possible, a mouth made for sucking cock.”
He nods and kisses my hand before leaning toward me. His brown eyes are so beautiful now, so dark with desire as he crawls over and grabs my dick to give it a strong pump that makes me gasp in response. “Really? Tell me,” he teases, kissing my torso yet quickly descending toward my groin.
“Oh, yes, you were so eager, so into me, so horny to take it down your throat.” But for both our comfort, I pull him with me and sit on a ledge in the corner of the tub so he can kneel between my legs. I can’t wait to see his head bobbing up and down.
I groan when he licks his lips and picks up my balls with one hand, rolling them between his fingers.
“I’m still really horny for it. I’ve been trying to remember how you taste.
You’ll need to keep reminding me,” Kyle says with his tongue hanging out obscenely.
I can already tell he’s feeling like my personal porn star, and the truth is that there’s nothing I’d rather see more than him shaking that hot ass while he rolls his tongue around my cockhead.
“Every day, if you need it. Before breakfast, after dinner, I’ll be giving you a little reminder. Not so little I guess.” I raise my eyebrows with a smirk when he kisses the tip of my cock. “That’s it, ass up high,” I mutter when I see him wiggle his hips.
But then he takes me in deeper and doesn’t stop, sinking his face over my lower stomach. I can barely breathe, surprised when he buries his nose in my pubes. Fireworks erupt at the backs of my eyelids when he hums, making me tremble.
“Oh fuck! Fuck! Have you… have you been… practicing?” I utter, on the verge of happy tears. I don’t know how long I’ll be able to take his A-plus blowjob skills without coming. I lean forward and grab his buttocks. Thank God for my long arms.
I don’t know if he’s giggling or moaning, but then he has to come up for air and releases my cock to fall onto my stomach.
“I have,” he says, licking his lips as he picks up my throbbing tool and pumps it before diving in to take it in halfway.
This time, it’s not a demonstration of skill.
He tastes me, tickling the underside of my cockhead with that clever tongue.
I’m blissed out as I watch him move in a hypnotizing rhythm. “Congratulations on the wedding, to me.”
I need to get him to bed sooner rather than later, because I definitely want to celebrate our marriage by coming inside his tight ass.
As bliss draws near, I pull on the hair at the top of his head.
My cock slaps my stomach as Kyle dashes up to kiss me.
He is so warm and eager I can hardly comprehend how I managed to resist him for so long, but now that we’re together, I want to fulfill every secret fantasy I had about him..
“Wanna go to bed?” he asks. It’s as if he’s reading my mind.
“Yes,” I say breathlessly, and it’s my knees that are weak when I get up. “I’d carry you, but If I accidentally dropped you, scrambling out of the tub, I’d ruin my plans for the three days ahead.”
“Yeah, we can’t have that,” Kyle agrees and rises to his feet after giving my cock a little goodbye tap. I’m speechless when he leaps out with a foxy smile. He is perfect. Never in my life have I been with anyone sexier.
I chase him out of the bathroom, and he jumps on the bed, laughing when it sends the petals flying. If it wasn’t already obvious enough to me that he’s as excited as I am, his cock proves it, standing hard between his legs.
I don’t care that we’ll get the comforter wet. All I want is his tight ass around my dick. Bare.
I grab him from behind and tackle him to the sheets while he laughs, shaking his butt against my cock. “You’re not gonna take me alive!” he claims, as drunk on the moment as I am, but holding him down is an opportunity for me to kiss his neck and grab every part of his body I want to touch.
We roll around with the petals sticking to our damp bodies, but even though I could probably win this battle, I let him push me to the sheets. When he sits on me with triumph written all over his face, I have him right where I want him.
He fist pumps the air, but then I thrust my hips up so that my cock presses in between his buttocks.
He catches on immediately, and a wicked smile stretches his lips as he plays with his cockhead.
“I feel like my thighs might need some exercise,” he says and changes position so he’s straddling my stomach with that glorious ass pointed my way.
He starts moving it closer to my face before I manage to say anything, overcome by a hot flush.
“Go on, prepare me for your big cock, husband.”
“Fuck… you read my mind.” I grab the lube to have it on hand, but I know I’ll want to drill him with my tongue once more.
His ass is so round, so perfect, with just the right amount of bounce. I give it a little slap but then lift my head off the mattress and lick his crack, paying special attention to the needy hole.
I gasp against it when his fingers wrap around my cock. “I can’t wait to pump you full of my cum, to mark you as mine.”
“Fuck… yes… I just want to be with you in any way we can. You make me so horny,” Kyle rasps, pushing back onto my tongue, and I squeeze his buttocks harder, tasting the sweet flesh. I can’t wait for him to ride my dick.
But for that to happen, I need to get his hole ready instead of just indulging in it, so I grab the lube, drizzle some over his hole, and work a finger into him without trouble.
I pass him the tube as soon as I’m done with it. “Get my dick nice and slippery for you.”
His smile couldn’t be any wider, but I focus on the way his hole embraces my finger as I move it, loosening him further.
But while tight, he is not scared nor unsure, and by the time his slick hand rocks up and down my shaft, I’m positive there’s no need to wait any longer.
I want to see him take me in, and I want it now, on the comfortable bed, in the glow of the day.
“Do me a favor. Don’t turn around just yet.
I want to see your ass take it,” I rasp, half-lucid with arousal, and floating on the joy of knowing that he’s mine.
That he wanted and loved me enough to leave behind everything and stay at my side even when I was determined to push him away.
It felt good to be pursued, and now I want him to know that my feelings are as strong as his.
Kyle pulls away, taking his smooth hole off my finger. “That can be arranged,” he says moving down my body on all fours. I grab his hips to help him as he seeks balance by placing one foot on the mattress, but then I’m grabbing my dick and keeping it up for him.
Butterflies dance inside me when my cockhead kisses Kyle’s rosebud. Moments later, it’s sliding in, and I moan, staring at my husband’s muscular back. He’s beautiful, so open to me as I raise my hips, pushing in farther.