“She is a smart woman.” My hands tremble moving the zipper down, exposing creamy skin only broken by a delicate pale pink bra and matching strings that create an intricate frame for her bare ass. I bite into the flesh, unable to resist. She squeals before bending over slightly, silently inviting me to do it again. I place a matching bite mark on the other cheek.
I stand up, smoothing my hands under the fabric of her dress, watching it fall to the floor. Slowly, my hands glide up her back, around her shoulders, along her collarbones and down to her perfect tits. Molding them to my hand, I knead her flesh, trapping her nipples between my fingers through the lace. “Fuck, you take my breath away.”
She tries to turn around, but I keep her where she is with a firm hold across her abdomen. I splay my hand, covering her scars, inching my fingers underneath her panties, searching for her clit and finding it swollen and needy, her entrance wet. “You will break in my arms before I please you with my cock.”
“Gar.” She moans out, her body writhing against me as I tease her entrance with my fingers and circle her clit with my thumb, all the while my other hand is plucking her nipples. I want her out of her mind with lust to hopefully lessen the pain when I enter her for the first time.
“That’s it.” I whisper in her ear, biting on the lobe. “Give in, cum for me.” I use my hand in her panties to pull her hips back flush to my pelvis. My painfully hard cock sliding between her ass cheeks.
“Harder, babe. Pinch my clit! Please.” She begs so prettily. Doing as she asks, finger fucking her as deep as I can go from this angle, I feel her heartbeat through her back, I kiss her neck noting dots of perspiration, licking the salt, I grind harder into her and finally she breaks. My hand is drenched from her release and I waste no time spinning her around and laying her down on the bed.
I strip off my boxers and tuxedo shirt, fully naked, my wife watching with hungry eyes all the while. She holds her arms out, wiggling her fingers for me. I stalk up her body, kissing and sucking flesh as I go. Stopping at her belly, I press a gentle open-mouthed kiss and meet her eyes. “You will give me children, carried here, where you will keep them safe and nourished.”
“Yes, caveman, I will, but first you have to penetrate me with that steel rod between your legs.”
I snarl at her playfully, then sit up between her legs, beating my chest. “Me Garrett. You pain in the ass.” Her laughter turns to moans when I dive down sucking a nipple into my mouth. I move my hips, rubbing my length against her clit. “I need you to be a slip ‘n slide or we will both end up with dick burn.”
“I’m wet, so wet. Please, fill me up.” She tilts her pelvis, angling it as I slide up, slipping inside her tight heat.
“Oy vey!” I grit out past my clenched teeth. “I’ve never felt anything like this, baby.”
“Move, Garrett, don’t stop till you are all in.” I thrust forward, trying to move at a steady pace and not hurt her. When I feel the tissue barrier tear inside her, without thought I sit up again and beat my chest. “If I didn’t love you so much…”
Still sitting up, I grab her hips, pulling back and quickly sliding right back in. She hisses at the intrusion, but undulates beneath me, needing more. Her eyes roll back in her head and I know in this moment that if I can please my wife, I can slay dragons.
“Never using condoms, always like this, sweetheart. Just you and me.” I punctuate each word with a punishing thrust, her moans and grabby hands spurring me on. My cock pistons in and out of her, a faint trace of blood mixed with our combines arousal has my blood boiling in my veins. I place my thumb on her clit, rubbing incessantly on the nub, feeling her already snug pussy grip my cock painfully tight. “Cum on my cock, b’shert, share your soul with me.”
Priscilla opens her eyes, staring at me as she shatters around me. I lay down over her, wrapping her in my arms, my rhythm falters as my cock erupts inside her, the most life-altering orgasm of my life. I can’t stop kissing her, reassuring us both that she’s mine, that I’m hers. I don’t ever want to leave her warmth, don’t want to separate our bodies, if she is in my arms, she is safe, she is happy.
“Garrett?” She questions, whispering against my hair. “Babe, what’s wrong?” I push up on my arms, to watch a tear fall from my face and land on her chest. Priss eyes turn soft, her hands caressing my cheeks.
“I can’t lose you; I can’t find you…like that again, I don’t think I could survive if you weren’t—”
“I won’t ever leave you, willingly. We can’t know the future, but always trust that I am here with you for as long as I am blessed to be. I love you, Garrett, with everything I am.” She seals her vow with a kiss, and I return it, licking into her mouth and devouring her.
“I love you too Priscilla.” I drop back down, drained from the emotions running rampant through my veins. She wraps me in her arms, reminding me that I am not alone in this world anymore, that I walk with renewed purpose.
I whisper into her skin, “Thank you, Manasseh, for bringing me home.” I close my eyes to sleep, knowing there is
