Well, if that’s what my girl wants, then that’s what she’ll get. All I can think is she’d better be careful what she wishes for, because she’s about to get it. With my own fervor in high gear, I slide my hands under her ass and hoist her up in the air. Then I commence feasting on every bit of her. As if it has a mind of its own, my tongue darts in and out of her, going deep and demanding more with every swipe. When I find her clit again, I draw it into my mouth and slide my fingers into her core. With the simultaneous invasion, I continue with my sensual assault on her senses until she screams my name without the first concern anyone else in the house will hear her.
“Holy shit, Rod. You have to give me a minute to breathe now. I’ve been holding my breath for at least five minutes.”
“No can do, Mahoe. I’m just getting started with you.” I stand, cradle her in my arms, and deposit her onto the bed.
She shrieks when I steal another taste as I crawl up her body, her bundle of pleasure nerves still in overdrive. With my arms hooked around her knees, I push them toward her head as I slowly slide inside her. We lock our eyes in their own type of passionate embrace as I enter her, inch by inch. She holds onto my arms and lifts her hips to accept me until I’m fully seated inside. Then, without warning, I withdraw and slam into her repeatedly. Every second brings her closer to falling over the edge again. I can hear her erratic breathing, and know she’s on the edge, so I slow my pace. I continue this cruel and pleasurable punishment time after time until she can’t take it anymore.
“Rod, I swear to God, if you don’t finish with me right now, I will never speak to you again!”
I can’t help but chuckle. “All you have to do is ask, my love.” Then I give her exactly what she asked for, and we both reach that magical place at the same time, tumbling over the edge of ecstasy together.
My arms collapse and I lay on top of her. Though I try to keep my weight off her, she won’t let me. She holds me tightly against her while we both try to gain control of our breathing once again.
“When I’m unable to walk for the rest of the night and well into the morning, I’m telling everyone it’s your fault. All my bones have turned to jelly, and my muscles refuse to obey my commands.”
“I’ll gladly take the blame for that. Can I tell them why it’s my fault? I mean, the rest of the house probably heard you anyway, but we need to be sure.”
“Shit. I forgot anyone else was here when you started working your magic on me. I’m definitely under your spell because my family will never let me live this down. What did I say? It’ll be dinner fodder until I die.”
“You said, ‘Rod, you’re the greatest lover in history. You are the god of orgasms. Please give me one more.’ It was more of a chant, really. You just kept repeating those words over and over.”
She starts laughing underneath me, her entire body shaking from her amusement. “If that’s true, then you’ll never stop hearing those words. From my dad, my mom, my aunts, uncles, cousins, and let’s not forget my sister. It’ll make for very entertaining family get-togethers.”
“It’d be easier if they just went ahead and built a shrine to me and paid homage to it daily. I’d accept that gesture of respect and admiration from your family.”
“I’m sure you would. In fact, I have no doubt about that in the least.”
I raise up enough to gaze into her eyes again. “Your family. My family. Our family. That sounds better, doesn’t it?”
Tears spring to her eyes before she quickly closes them, hiding how deep her feelings run from me. Using my thumbs, I gingerly stroke her face near the corner of her eyes. When a stray tear escapes, I wipe it away for her before leaning down to kiss where it fell.
“Don’t shut me out now, love. Let me in there with you. I can’t help you trust me if you keep everything locked inside.” Though I mean every word, I purposely keep my tone even but supportive. She has every reason to doubt me and not a single cause to trust me. Yet.
Her eyelashes flutter for a second before she finally opens her eyes. While she searches my face for answers to an unspoken question, I continue gently massaging her temples to help her relax again.
“Our family sounds perfect. I didn’t mean to make you think otherwise. After everything that’s happened—in my past, and in our past—I never really believed that dream would ever be a possibility. When you said those words, it made me realize something about myself I’d never seen before. I told you I didn’t believe in love and happily ever after when we first met, and I meant it. But I never realized I’d given up on hope until now. That’s not the kind of person I want to be.”
“For the record, you can’t make me believe you’d given up on hope. If that were true, you wouldn’t have given me another chance to redeem myself. There’s still an ember of hope burning inside you, at the very least. It may not be burning brightly, but it’s still burning. I’ll do anything to fan that spark until it’s a full flame.”
“You’re the only one who’s been able to rekindle that spark in me, Rod.”
“Then that makes us even, because this
