Page 23 of A Father's Insistence

“Three times four...”

Shit. I can’t have kept my controlling math as deep within my head as I thought I had.

“I’m sorry.” I sit back up on the bed. “I’m completely fucking this up.”

She snorts a little laugh and then shakes her head.

“No, you’re not. You’re a smart man and your using your head to make love to me.” She points to where my brain is analyzing every minute detail and coming up with the wrong answer. “But you need to use this, instead,” she says, placing her hand over my heart.

“I’m so scared of hurting you, though.”

“And that’s why you’re making love to me like I’m broken. I want you to fuck me. Show me how it should be. Show me the feelings I saw on your face when I watched you come. That’s what I need, and you’re the only person who can give it to me.”

I can’t help but feel a total loser at her words. So much for being an alpha male. I’ve been approaching this from totally the wrong frame of mind. Joanna is stronger than she looks. I’ve told her enough times. If I want her, I should just take her and show her how making love can really be.

I nod slowly at her and tentatively reach out to touch her pussy with my left hand.

She gasps, but it’s not out of fear. It’s pure wanton desire. I run my fingers over her pussy lips and part them to reveal the delicate bud of her clit hidden beneath. It’s peeking out from its hood, needing my attention. With my tongue, I taste the length of her warm feminine flesh. It’s pure in its innocence and desire. She tastes like my perfect woman.

Joanna moans and grabs the sheets beneath her.

“More.”

I oblige, feasting on her pussy. My tongue tantalizes her clit and then dips into her hole to lap at the essence flowing from within her. She’s more than ready for me, but I want to give her an orgasm first. I push a finger inside her. At first, there is a little resistance, but that disappears the second I press my tongue to her clit and flick it.

“More,” she cries again, arching off the bed. “Make me a proper woman. Make me normal.”

I push another finger inside her to join the one already there and hook them up to rub at the sensitive spot within her. My tongue flicks harder and harder over her clit.

“Oh my god. I’m…I’m…. God.”

I use my teeth to nip at her clit, and that is all she needs to fly free, for the first time of her own choosing. A broken angel no longer. She cries out with the pleasure cascading through her, her body jerking as she comes. Her pussy clenches down on my fingers, massaging them with the powerful waves of her first pure, beautiful orgasm. It’s the single best experience of my life: watching her find herself. I guide her down after and allow her a moment’s rest before withdrawing my fingers and moving up and over her to position my dick at her entrance.

She doesn’t need to say anything to me. The look of affection in her eyes is her consent, but she knows I need to hear the words.

“I need you inside me, please.” A beautiful melody to my ears that has me slowly pushing into her. Her moist heat embraces my dick within its welcoming haven, and I lose my mind and almost my cum like a schoolboy experiencing his first sexual encounter.

“Now you can use your timetables, if you want,” Joanna teases. “I want to come again.”

“Bossy!” I laugh and slap her backside. I instantly worry it’s too much for her, but her pussy clenching around my dick tells me it’s something she enjoyed.

“Don’t let me lose you now, Theo.”

“You’re not going to.” I withdraw and then slam back in. Joanna lets out a squeal of pleasure.

“Fuck me.” Her legs clench tighter around my body as we settle for the missionary position. The traditional position for a newly married couple. I allow my mind to become lost in the movement between us as my hips thrust in and out of her in a poetic motion designed for only one thing…climax. My eyes meet hers, and the stare between us is intense. It’s not just the joining of two bodies but of two minds and souls as well. It’s perfect.

My orgasm warms in my lower back, and I know I won’t be able to last much longer. Reaching between us, I rub at her clit, and within seconds, she’s coming again. Her whole body shatters around me in a violent orgasm of nothing but pleasure and desire. Then my orgasm rips from my balls and out of my dick in an explosion, coating her insides.

Shit! We didn’t use a condom. I freeze, and she must realize at the same time.

“I’m clean.” I offer immediately.

“So am I. They checked me,” she stumbles over her words.

We both fall into an uneasy silence with my dick still inside my wife.

My dick still inside my wife.

I realize it doesn’t matter about protection as a vision enters my head of her swelling with my child, and I drop down to kiss her lips.

“My wedded and bedded wife.” I chuckle.

“I love you, Theo,” Joanna whispers before nestling herself against my neck as I say the words back to her.

“I love you, too.”

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