Now I am glad that I didn’t fuck every pussy that came my way.
I wanted to be sure about this because even though I had an Old Lady before, this is a big decision.
My father had a cut made for Camilla after we got rid of the fucker, Reaper. We let him feel pain for days until the pussy begged for death.
Ella had it placed in a box and wrapped up. She gave it to me last night with tears in her eyes.
I would also need to get Camilla to get an Old Lady tattoo, but I already know that she wants one. When the others showed her theirs, she looked envious and I can’t wait to make that dream come true for her.
She had a couple more sessions until her Phoenix tattoo would be done. She had said that it hurt the worst where the deepest scarring was.
I had already called Ink and asked him to make room in her tattoo sessions to get her an Old Lady tattoo.
He and Bullet started putting special touches on them like the one Krista has.
They are going to add a torch on Camilla’s with my name across the flames. It’s going to look sexy as fuck when she gets it on. I can’t wait to see my name on her.
I walk into our house since Camilla is now living with me. She’s standing at the counter looking like she is baking something.
I love that she always smiles when she sees me. I grin back at her.
I wrap my arms around her and see that she’s making some buns.
“Hey baby,” I say as I kiss along her jaw, and she moves her head to the side giving me better access.
“Mhmm… you have to stop doing that or I won’t get these finished in time for supper,” she says with little sigh.
“We can just skip supper,” I suggest.
“Not after all this hard work,” she says but makes no move to pull away.
I slide my hands up her sides, but she lets out a laugh and tries to pull away. Something I didn’t know until these last few weeks is that my woman is super ticklish.
“Stop,” she says in warning.
I give her a playful grin. “Or what?”
“You won’t like the consequences,” she says with a laugh.
I arch an eyebrow at her. “Now you got me all curious,” I say as I step toward her with my hands ready to tickle her again.
“You don’t want to do this,” she warns again.
I don’t take her warning though and, as I take another step, she throws a handful of flour in my face.
I spit and look at her in surprise as she’s holding her stomach laughing at me.
“I warned you,” she says grinning.
Then I grin wildly at her.
She must know the look on my face because she runs screaming.
I’m laughing behind her and chasing her throughout the house, but I end up having her caged in our bedroom and, when she makes a move, I fake her out, grab her, and toss her on the bed.
She’s laughing loudly as I climb on top of her.
I look down at her and smear my face all over her.
“I sure hope that you don’t have supper on the stove because we need to clean up now,” I say grinning, and she settles down.
She shakes her head at me. “No, I was about to put it in when you walked in.”
“Good,” I say as I bring my mouth down to hers and kiss her hard.
She grabs at my shirt and I help her pull it off.
Her hands explore my body with light touches that drive me wild.
I waste no time taking off all of our clothes until we are both naked and panting.
I kiss down her body until I’m right where I have wanted to be for months.
I lick her clit and she lets out a gasp.
Licking down from her clit, I find her entrance and slide my tongue inside, tasting her for the first time.
Fuck. I don’t think that I will ever get enough of her.
I fuck her with my tongue until she’s practically riding my face. I stop before she can reach her orgasm.
When she looks at me in frustration, I sit up and smirk down at her.
“I want you to come around my cock this time,” I tell her.
She nods her head as I move over her to grab a condom.
Before I can put it on, she stops me with a shake on her head.
“I just want to feel you, is that okay?” she asks shyly.
“Are you sure, baby?” I ask.
She nods her head.
“I know it’s a risk, but I don’t want anything between us for our first time,” she says.
I kiss her hard. “Baby, it’s not a risk. Whatever happens, I’m your man for the rest of our lives,” I tell her with such certainty that she pulls my head back down for another kiss.
Slowly, I slide my cock inside of her and fuck, she feels like pure fucking heaven.
She grabs my arms and I slowly slide in and out until I am fully seated inside of her.
Once I am completely buried inside of her, I take a moment to let her adjust, and to make sure that I don’t blow the second I move.
Her hips start moving and I know she’s ready for me.
I take my time fucking her slowly, letting her feel all of me and feeling her walls clenching around my cock.
Perfect. Fucking perfect.
“Tyson,” she says on a moan.
“Fuck, baby. You feel so good,” I rasp out.
I look down into her eyes as I make love to her for the
