Page 13 of Till Cupid Do Us Part

“Missed tastin’ this angel pussy. So wet and smooth.Mine.”

It’s been so, so long since we’ve done this. I lift my hips in search of more, the pleasure he’s giving short-circuiting my brain. He flicks my swollen clit before sucking it between his lips and shoving my thigh up, spreading me further. The second thigh is moved next, pressing my knees into my belly.

I’m completely exposed now as he feasts on me like a man kept from his favourite food for the last ten years of his life. Niko’s enthusiasm is obvious with every groan and grunt that brushes my skin. He lowers his mouth to my entrance and dips his tongue inside of me, scooping my arousal into his mouth.

It’s impossible to hide from him now. And the further he drives me to an orgasm, the less I want to. This is what we’ve been missing in our relationship. I was torturing the both of us by denying us this pleasure.

Clenching around his tongue, I release a startled cry as release crashes into me. Niko doesn’t slow his movements as I ride my orgasm. If anything, he speeds up.

I hold him in place, sensitive but not enough to push him away. Maybe it’s the fact we haven’t been here in too long, but I need more.

“Fuck me, Niko. Please,” I whimper, tugging at him to try and pull him up my body.

In a flash, he’s on his back beneath me. I stabilize myself with two hands on his shoulders and stare down at him.

“I’m not goin’ to fuck you, Ivy. You’re goin’ to fuck me.”

5

NIKO

Ivy hovers in my lap,eyes wide as she watches me like a startled little lamb. Her knees dig into the mattress, keeping her weight from falling on me completely.

It’s just another sign that I still have some convincing to do. By the time we head home from this trip, she’s going to know exactly how perfect she is. I don’t care if I have to keep her in bed for the entire three days. If she still doesn’t feel as beautiful as I know she is by then, well, I’m prepared to keep her here longer.

We’re not going back to the way things were at home. I’m not losing my woman over something that I now know how to help with.

“Take my clothes off, angel,” I encourage, careful not to freak her out further.

Her throat bobs with a swallow. “Okay.”

She’s tender, almost shy, as she works my shirt and jeans off. I’m only half paying attention. With her naked in front of me, her milk-tipped breasts streaking hot lines down my chest and smooth fingernails scratching at my thighs, I’m a hopeless fool.

My cock is hard as steel. Without my briefs, the cool air between our bodies runs over it, making me grit my teeth. Sensitive doesn’t begin to explain how it feels. A puff of her breath could have me coming.

She balances over my knees now, her eyes digging into my groin as her fingers swipe through the thick hair on my thighs. I grip her hips and tug her up until the wet heat of her pussy presses along my shaft. My spine goes pin straight as I huff in a breath, willing myself not to coat my stomach in cum.

“Oooh . . .” she moans, grinding forward just enough to coat my tip in her wetness.

“You wanna rub that horny pussy on my cock, angel? Need to hump my shaft until you’re comin’ so hard you slip it in deep? Just tell me what you need. You can have anythin’.”

Ivy holds my shoulders and rocks back and forth, dripping down my balls. I watch her pussy split around me, her clit growing more swollen with every bump of my cock.

Her exhales are tight, strained. I adjust my hold until her belly is in my hands.

“These stretch marks are proof that you carried our daughter for nine months. Each one represents a moment in your pregnancy when I fell further in love with you.” Stroking one, I roll my hips in time with her next grind. “This one reminds me of when you introduced me to your parents, and your dad answered the door swatting a wrench against his palm. I thought that fuckin’ thing was goin’ to bash my head in, but even so, I wasn’t leavin’ without tellin’ them how much I loved you.”

Ivy stalls, emotion glistening in her eyes. I reach up and run my fingers through her hair before cupping the back of her head. The next stretch mark I find is on the back of her thigh, just below her ass.

“This one reminds me of the view I had when I bent you over the hood of my truck on a back road and ate your pussy untilyour screams filled the field. You were wild that night, Ivy. Do you remember?”

Her hips drive forward as she nods. “Yes. We’d just finished dinner.”

“And what happened at dinner?”

“I had a vibrator inside of me. You kept ramping the strength every time I spoke to the waiter.”

Grabbing a handful of her ass, I tug her forward. She falls over my chest, and the tip of my cock prods her ass.

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