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“Oz, oh god,” she rasps as I replace my tongue with two fingers, pumping them into her core as I flick her clit with the tip of my tongue, relentlessly pushing her higher and higher until she comes with a ragged squeal that makes me feel like a fucking superstar.
“Perfect.” I sigh happily, crawling up her body and claiming her mouth with mine, making her taste her own arousal from my tongue. Parting her thighs with mine, I grab my dick and guide it to her entrance, slamming into her on one hard thrust.
Swallowing her shocked gasp, I allow her a moment to adjust to my dick before I grab one of her knees and hitch her leg up so I can push into her a little deeper. She’s sore, and I feel her grimace a little against my lips.
“Are you too sore?” I ask, stilling.
“No, don’t stop,” she pants, lifting her hips and urging me to move.
Happy that she’s just as addicted as me, I pull back, then slam forward, silencing her with a hard possessive kiss as I rut into her.
“Move, god more,” she begs, meeting me thrust for thrust as she rolls her hips and arches her back.
“Tell me what you need,” I taunt.
“Fuck me, hard. Please, Oz, I need to come.”
“Anything for you,” I promise, finding her clit with my finger and rubbing while I rut into her, fucking her with hard, determined thrusts.
Our bedroom swirls with the sounds of wet, slapping flesh that’s provocative and depraved in equal measure. When she comes, her guttural cries wrap around us, and I follow her over the edge, groaning as hot bursts of cum spurt from the head of my cock.
The smell of sex coats the air, and I swallow the taste as I suck in deep gulps. “Jesus, Little One, I fucking love you.”
Her soft giggle is the sweetest sound I’ve ever heard, and I vow to myself to start every day that I can just like this.
Not pulling out of her, I collapse to the side, resting most of my weight on my arms as I bury my face into her sweat-dampened throat. My lips immediately find her fluttering pulse and I press my cheek against it, calming as I feel proof of her life force beating against my skin.
“You’re going to kill me, wife,” I rasp as she massages her fingers into my scalp.
“Why?”
Her innocent response makes me smile, and I turn my lips so I can press them against her throat.
It’s still early, the sun lazily making its way into the sky, but I’m used to starting my day at dawn. As if on cue, Etta’s stomach growls loudly, and I feel her gasp of shock as she presses her hand to her stomach.
“Hmmm,” I purr, nuzzling my nose against her warm skin. “It sounds like I’m not doing a very good job of looking after you. Do you want to come downstairs with me or sleep for a little longer while I make us some breakfast?”
I brace for her to tell me she wants to stay in bed. I don’t know why I offered her the option of staying up here alone when I know I’ll struggle to let her out of my sight. Today is Friday, and I have to be back at work on Sunday morning. My time with her is running out, and I want to spend every moment that I can with her, even if it’s only while I cook and she sits and watches.
“I’ll come downstairs,” she says on a yawn.
Lifting my weight, I do a press-up over her and kiss her. It’s not a hard, rough, claiming kiss, but that doesn’t make it any less possessive, because I want to own her in the sweet moments as well as the intense ones.
Reluctantly slipping my softening cock from her, I replace it with my fingers and her lips part in anticipation of the orgasm she already knows I’m going to give her. Once the plug I ordered for her arrives, I won’t technically need to make her come like this, but I already know I will. She’s come to expect it, and I like knowing that the pleasure I give her is the reason her body swallows my cum up like it’s as desperate to keep it as I am to force it deeper inside of her.
Moments after I find her clit, she comes on a gasping moan, tipping her head back as her body arches off the bed in the sexiest way. My dick hardens again, but I ignore it. My need to feed her and take care of her is equally as strong as my desire to fuck her, and as I’ve already had her once, I’m happy to prioritize her care over my dick.
When the rush of release fades, I wait for her muscles to relax and her eyes to open before I slip my fingers from her body. She’s such an odd mix of guileless and sinful. It makes me wonder how the men who came before me ever let her go. How stupid must they have been to let her slip away? Of course, I know it’s because she was always intended to be mine, but for a moment, I feel a little sympathy that they’ll know that they could have tried to keep her and didn’t.
“I’m so fucking lucky to have you, Little One.”
Sighing, her cheeks flush an adorable pink color, and her gaze dips to my chin, avoiding my eyes like she’s embarrassed.
Laughing lightly, I push my damp fingers into my mouth, sucking the remains of both mine and her arousal from them. “We taste so fucking good together,” I growl, a hint of need slipping into my voice.
“Your cum?” she questions, snapping her eyes upward.
“My cum and yours. You taste sweet, but your cunt full of my cum is fucking delicious.”
