Page 15 of Desire

Whenever I looked at Desire, I thanked God for blessing me with the opportunity to build a life with her. I’d be the first to admit I didn’t deserve a woman like her. The number of women I’d wronged was plentiful, and once word got out about my being married, the backlash might be as well.

I had five days of uninterrupted time to get to know my wife, and I planned to do so in every way imaginable. As I washed the day from my body, thoughts of her lying in bed with her arms above her head and legs spread open caused my dick to stiffen even more than it already was.

I’d had way too many fantasies about Desire, and knowing I would soon experience her in the best way possible had me concerned about how long I’d last. I gripped my erection and moved my hand up and down its length, stroking one out to prepare me for the night ahead.

After my release, I quickly washed up and went to the bedroom. Just as I asked, Desire was spread eagle in the middle of the bed. Although I’d just busted a nut, my dick was ready to go.

“Damn, you’re beautiful,” I said, letting my towel drop to the floor as I stood a few feet from the bed.

“Shit, you startled me.”

She lifted her head to look at me, and her eyes told me all I needed to know. Before approaching the bed, I went to my luggage to get the satin scarves I’d packed.

“Close your eyes,” I demanded.

Once she’d done as I asked, I covered her eyes with one of the scarves and gently tied it behind her head. I used the other scarf to secure her wrists together.

“Aziel.”

“Yes, baby?”

“Don’t hurt me.”

“I promise you will enjoy any pain I might inflict.”

When I covered her body with mine, our lips and loins connected. Our tongues became familiar as we ground against each other. It wasn’t long before her moans into my mouth became louder, and she climaxed. The stickiness from my precum and her juices made a slippery mess between us.

Finally, I pulled away from her, planting kisses on her cheek, then neck, before moving to her supple breasts. While caressing one, I took the other in my mouth, using my tongue to tease her nipple before taking it between my teeth.

“Ssss,” she hissed as I bit firmly, but not hard enough to cause too much pain.

I continued playing with her breasts, giving ample attention to both, then moving down her body until I was face-to-face with her pussy. It was freshly waxed, which I didn’t mind, but I’d have to let her know a little pussy hair never hurt a soul.

Before enjoying her delicatessen, I lowered my face to barely an inch above it and inhaled. Her scent made my mouth water, and I could no longer wait to dive in. As soon as my flattened tongue made contact, Desire gasped.

All I needed was one swipe, and I knew I’d entered heaven. I licked up and down her slit, making sure to slide my tongue over her clit, in between her folds, down her ass crack, and around her asshole before doing it all again.

“Oh my God!” she praised. “What are you doing to me?”

Desire was losing it. Her legs clamped around my head as if she wanted me to stay in place while she attempted to push my head away. She didn’t know if she wanted me to keep going or stop, which I found humorous.

I gripped the insides of her thighs and spread her legs before lifting my head. Her wrists were still secured in the satin scarf, but she’d been doing her best to use her hands to move my head away from her center.

“Hands above your head,” I ordered.

“I can’t take?—”

“Now!”

Her arms flew above her head, and I went back to work. I stuck my index and middle finger into her juicy walls, moving them in and out while flicking her clit with my tongue.

“Oh shit, Aziel. Keep going, baby. It feels—oh shit—hold on—I’m about to—oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!”

Her walls tightened around my fingers as her juices flowed freely around them. It was good that we were in a secluded area because it sounded like she’d screamed loud enough to shatter glass.

I could’ve eaten her pussy all night, but my dick was in dire need of some attention. I moved up her body until we were face-to-face again, removing the scarves from her wrists and eyes.

“You good?” I asked.

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