Page 23 of The Road Back to Us

“You know I don’t mind that.”

“No, but I would much rather come in your pussy than down your throat. So why don’t you be a good girl and get on your knees so I can eat your pussy before I fuck you?”

She licked her lips and wiped at the corners of them with her fingers as she did what I asked. Her ass greeted me as she situated herself in the middle of the bed, spreading her legs wide enough to let me see how wet she was. Her hand slipped down between her legs as her finger slid between her lips, gliding through her arousal.

“I’m so fucking wet, Cole,” she moaned, lifting her finger to show me.

“Good, because I’m about to make you come several times before I have my fill of you.”

She opened her mouth to say something, but stopped when I bent down and kissed her ass cheek before slapping it. Her back arched as she moaned and gripped the sheets between her fingers. I remembered everything about Lyric, but getting to explore her body again after so long felt like getting to touch her for the first time.

I rubbed the red mark on her ass, then reached forward and slid a finger inside of her pussy, my cock aching at how tight and wet she was. She pushed back onto my hand, driving my finger deeper before adding a second. The sound of her arousal filled the air as I finger fucked her for a few minutes, rubbing her clit with my thumb.

Her body started trembling, and I knew she was getting close already.

I pulled my hand away, chuckling at the grunt of disappointment she released.

Before she could say anything, I leaned forward and pressed my face to her entrance, licking up every ounce of wetness as she moaned. I flicked her clit with my tongue and then added two fingers again, making sure to put pressure on her G-spot while sucking her clit.

Within seconds, her pussy spasmed and tightened around my fingers as she came on my face.

I gave her a moment to come down before I pulled away.

“Fuck. That was amazing,” she whimpered, looking at me over her shoulder. “But do you know what would be even better?”

“What’s that?”

“If you fucked me like you used to.”

My heart swelled at the compliment, loving how much she enjoyed sex with me.

“I can make that happen, but I need to see if I have a condom first.”

“It’s fine,” she said. “I’m still on the pill and haven’t been with anyone.”

“In six years?” I asked, more in disbelief that she hadn’t been with anyone after all.

“Yeah. We were still married,” she said quietly. “Just because I left didn’t mean I was going to cheat on you. I’m not that kind of girl.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean... I guess I was just caught off guard because six years is a long time.”

“Did you ever...” Her voice trailed off, uncertainty lacing her tone.

“No. The thought never crossed my mind.”

“Well, then, I guess that’s settled. I don’t mind if we don’t use one if you don’t mind.”

I wanted to tell her that I didn’t mind at all because being inside Lyric without any barriers was my absolute favorite thing. But I knew if I said that, it would just remind both of us of all the years we tried for a baby and all of the heartache we’d suffered.

“I don’t mind,” I replied, keeping my response simple. “But I do have to warn you that it’s been a long time since I’ve been inside this pussy, so I don’t know that I’ll be able to control myself. You might not be able to walk tomorrow after I’m done with you.”

I knew that my attempt at humor would help lighten the mood for us again.

“Do your worst, Cole,” she murmured as I lined the head of my cock up at her entrance. “Walking is overrated.”

I chuckled and slapped her ass again, my dick twitching as she moaned in response. She arched her back, lifting her ass as I slid deep inside. Her pussy clenched around me, holding on as if worried that I would pull out and she wouldn’t feel me again for another six years. I rubbed her back soothingly as I slowly pushed deeper until I bottomed out.

Lyric rotated her hips slowly, working herself on my cock as I watched her. It was like the old days, where we would spend hours enjoying each other's bodies, only this time there would be no cuddling or talks about our future when we were done.