Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 26768 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26768 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
“I’ll—shit—I’ll come too fast if I do that, sir,” she cries out again, bottoming out.
“Do it and don’t you dare fucking come until I tell you to,” I say through gritted teeth. I stand, my cock now fully erect and ready again, I stop within inches of her face and start to pump my cock in tandem with her movements.
She turns on the rabbit and the loud vibrating still doesn’t out-sound her moans.
“Shit. Yes! Yes, oh fuck! I’m going to come!” she screams mere seconds after it hits her clit.
“Don’t you fucking dare, you come, and I will not let you come again. You wait.” She shakes her head now sloppily bouncing on the dildo, she is spiraling. But I want to make sure I come first.
“Don’t come. Good girl, keep fucking but don’t come.” I pick up speed, chasing the tingle growing in my balls and rising to the tip of my cock.
“Please. Please!” she cries and that sets me off, I start to come. Ropes of semen hitting her face, she smiles proudly sticking out her tongue to catch some of it, and my spine curls. I bend slightly, spilling it onto her. Seconds. She can have me in seconds.
“Good girl. Come. Come now!” I keep jerking, wanting every ounce of cum I have to ruin her perfect skin.
“Yes! Thank you!” She orgasms, her body shuddering and her juices squirting out of her. I laugh softly, and she joins me as we come down.
“What a mess you have made, Emelia.”
“Thank you, my love.” She ends the role play as do I. Reaching out, I take her hand and help her up.
“How are you?” I soften against her, bringing her curvy frame into mine. She molds against me.
“I am perfect, really. That was amazing. Are you all right, il mio re?”
I nod, cupping her face. “Perfect. Let’s clean you up. Room two has a twist and it involves a very large shower, principessa.”
“I like the sound of that.” Taking her hand, I lead the way. We get down the hall and enter the bathroom. I turn on the shower and help her in. The heat hits her skin and she moans her appreciation.
I undress and watch her clean her face. “Nico?”
“My love?” I remove my last item of clothing and open the large glass shower door.
“Did you ever pay anyone?” Closing us into the all black and gold marble shower, I pull her in again, this time, I bend, cup her ass and massage the skin.
“No, Emelia. I never paid. This is all new for me too.”
She blushes, kissing my chest. Right above my heart.
“Good.”
“Turn for me.” I release her, and she turns the showerhead. The water hits against her chest and cascades down the valleys of her body. Turning around, I grab the shampoo and place some in my hand. Rubbing my palms together, I activate the buds and dig my fingers into her hair and against her scalp. I clean her, massaging the scalp and tending to her.
“That’s nice,” she moans.
“Yeah?” I smile, tugging her hair a bit so her head falls back a bit more. Her eyes are shut and she wears a satiated smile.
“Mmhmm.” I do this for a few minutes, the quiet is peaceful and comfortable. We will discuss this night when it is over, we still have so much more to come, so the quiet is needed. Instructing her, she rinses and I do the same thing with conditioner, then rub her down with body wash.
Once she is clean, I drop to my knees. “Welcome to room two. Touching and foreplay is allowed, baby.” Grabbing her hips, I guide her slightly to the wall so she can rest her back along the marble and let me take over.
“Oh,” she cries when my mouth closes around her pussy.
My home. My scent. My wife. Taking one hand I guide her leg up and place her thigh on my shoulder. Turning my head, I bite the skin of her inner thigh and she about loses her balance.
“Nico.” She giggles and it fills the bathroom and my heart can’t help but tighten. I love her laugh. I love her touches even more. Love the moments where we can be ourselves and enjoy the pleasure in a much more intimate way. There is lust with strangers, but there is unmatched euphoria with your soul mate.
“You taste good. I wanted a little bite.” I close in on her center again and lick from the bottom of her taint and up to the start of her slit.
“I love you,” she cries out.
“I know, I love you too,” I say against her clit. I suck the tight bud between my lips and massage it with my tongue. My eyes travel up and Emelia is watching me. Reaching one hand up, I grab a fist full of her stomach and knead her skin. I can not believe that she has been mine for a decade. All mine.