Page 58 of The Marriage Auction 2: Part 4

I couldn’t hold back at that point, my fingers threading into her silky hair, giving me something to hold on to lest I fall to the floor where I stood.

My wife was a vision on her knees before me.

“Look at you, so beautiful,” I growled as she took me deep and proceeded to swallow, my tip being squeezed so tight within her throat I reflexively gripped her hair and thrust deeper. She gagged and then went to work on blowing my mind as she’d promised. Summer seemed as turned on by sucking me off as I was in receiving it.

Her tongue dragged back along my length repeatedly, her movements paired to my thrusts.

“I have never had better. Fuck! That mouth…Jesus, so good. I’m gonna come so hard.” My breathing picked up as my movements became jerky and uncoordinated. “You gonna swallow all of me, baby. Taste what you do to me…” I gritted through clenched teeth.

She moaned and picked up the pace, almost savage in the way she allowed me to fuck her mouth while gripping her hair and burrowing down her throat. She took it all, everything I had to give and then some. My entire body was electrified, pleasure gliding through my veins like hot lava. Stars blinked in and out of my vision as I dropped my head back and stared up at the ceiling. My balls drew up tight when Summer slid her hands around me to grip my ass, digging her nails in as she took me deep. I could barely breathe against the onslaught of sensation cascading from my groin and out through the rest of my body.

I could no longer hold off against the unbelievable bliss that tore through me like a freight train as I gripped her hair, thrust hard, and came, calling her name.

She gobbled me up, swallowing my release until I was a useless ball of noodle-like limbs.

I eased my half-hard cock out of her mouth, and it slapped wetly to my thigh. She lifted her head, and there were still a couple tears spilling from her soulful eyes. I reached out and cupped her face, wiping those tears gently,reverently, away with my thumbs. Her cheeks were a bright rosy hue, her lips cherry red and swollen. She was a goddess on her knees, and though I was unworthy of such a gift, I had our entire lives to become the man she deserved. For now, I’d remember the way her face looked, the passion she held, and her gorgeous loving gaze for years to come.

“Summer, I…that was…I don’t…I can’t even…so good…” I couldn’t even speak a full sentence. She’d sucked every last intelligent brain cell straight through my cock, leaving me a babbling fool.

She grinned and then got to her feet before turning around. “Can you undo my dress please?”

My hands shook as I attempted something so simple as unzipping a dress. Eventually I got it undone and expected Summer to turn around and show me all the goods so I could return the favor and pleasure her, but instead, she looked at me coyly over her shoulder.

“Go ahead and get in bed. I’m going to go freshen up. I’d love some more champagne.”

“Your wish is my command,solskinn.”

She sashayed to the bathroom like a model on a catwalk, all confidence and sass. When she got to the doorway she shifted to the side, holding up the front of the dress at her chest so it wouldn’t fall off her. “Don’t fall asleep. That was only a preview of things to come. A little something to take the edge off.” She bit her plump bottom lip, her gaze running all over my naked form.

I wobbled on my feet, my pants and underwear still around my ankles. I hadn’t even taken off my shoes or socks before she overwhelmed me with her mouth. Not that I was complainingbecause that was the best blow job of my lifetime. And it sure as shit didn’t stop my dick from taking notice of what she said, stirring from its short rest.

“I-I…won’t,” I finally managed to croak.

She smirked. “Be right back.”

When the door closed, I took a few long deep breaths, getting my equilibrium back. Once my brain and body could talk to one another, I toed off my shoes, kicked my pants into the corner and tossed my socks on the growing pile. Then I went to the dresser and pulled out a pair of black satin pajama pants. After I was semi-clothed, I bolted to the small bar in the living space of our suite and pulled a bottle of champagne out of the chiller. I grabbed two crystal flutes and brought the items back to the bedroom.

I set them on the nightstand and proceeded to light the many candles around the room. These weren’t here before we left, nor were the small bouquets of flowers on each nightstand or the rose petals on the bed. It looked like the hotel manager had made additional effort to make our room more romantic for our big night. I’d be sure to thank him personally before we went back home.

The room glowed a rich golden topaz and smelled divine when I was done with my task. I’d just picked up the champagne bottle to uncork it when the bathroom door opened.

Summer stood there one arm above her head, her body arched seductively, every wonderous curve backlit by a halo of light behind her. The glow from the candles just barely graced the skin on display. Her white satin robe had been left entirely open over a white lace bra and panty set that left nothing to the imagination. Her nipples showed through the fabric in a way that made my dick instantly hard and my mouth water for a taste.

As my excitement bubbled to the surface, so did the pressure in the champagne bottle, launching the cork out across the room until it hit the opposite wall. I jerked and fumbled the bottle just slightly, a bit of the fizzing drink spilling onto the floor.

“I guess you’re happy to see me,” she snickered sweetly.

“Uh, that would be an understatement,kone.”

“Kone?”

“It means wife.”

Her lips lifted into the biggest smile. “I love the sound of that almost as much assolskinn. What’s husband in Norwegian?”

“Ektemann,” I whispered, hoping for years that the right woman would say those very words to me someday.

“Ektemann,” she repeated in a sultry timbre.

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