Page 6 of Amaze

My eyes poppedopen in alarm, and I would have screamed if it weren’t for the hand clamped over my mouth. My body tensed, and I pushed away as I tried to process if I was having another nightmare.

“Shh, shh, shh… It’s me, beautiful. It’s the real me,” Amaze assured me. He dropped his face into the crook of my neck, groaning low and deep as he breached my walls. His hand moved from my mouth and drifted down to cup my breast. His movements were shallow and methodical as his hand continued to explore my body before landing on my swollen bud. “I tried to resist you, Wes. You were moaning and whimpering in your sleep. I swear you said my name. The first time I thought I was tripping, but then you said it again. I couldn’t take it anymore.”

I knew he wasn’t making it up. I had been dreaming about him like I had so many times before. I thought Galvin was going to kill me the first time he woke me up accusing me of dreaming about another man. I lied and told him that I was having nightmares about the explosion. This time, I didn’t have to do that. This time, my husband was really here. My head fell back into his chest as he continued to thrust his hips slow and methodically.

“You don’t know how many times I’ve dreamed of this, Maze,” I confessed.

“Not half as many times as me.”

I wasn’t sure about that, but I wasn’t in a position to argue. Instead, I rolled my hips, meeting each of his strokes halfway. My pussy contracted as he picked up the tempo but continued to use his thumb to make circles on my clit. His momentum became more intense as he slid his bicep under my neck and wrapped his arm around my throat.

His dick glided into me at the perfect angle, stroking my G-spot with every passing. I was desperate for more, so I rolled my hips, hoping to intensify the friction between us. He kept a firm grip on my hip as he continued to send me closer to the edge. Taking my cue, he fucked me harder.

“Amaze, please, baby,” I whined, not sure if I wanted more or for him to ease up to give me some relief.

To balance the building pressure, I submitted to his hold on my hips and stopped moving. Keeping the same tempo, he tightened his arm around my neck and pulled my body to him until my back was secured against his chest again.

“Fuck! You don’t know how much I’ve missed this pussy, Wes.” He grunted with his lips against the shell of my ear. “I don’t know if I can hold it much longer, beautiful. Let me know when you’re about to cum on this dick, Wesley.”

“Maze.” I whimpered as my nerve endings seemed to unravel at their ends.

“Cum for me, Wesley. Don’t hold it back. Let me have it.”

“Yes, baby. I’m cumming!” I shouted, snapping my eyes closed as a wave of electricity crashed into me and sent me spiraling.

My body tensed as Maze continued his tirade on my pussy. The sound of my wetness mingled with my cries and his visceral groans sent me further into oblivion. I felt drained as my body granted Maze with his eagerly sought out treasure. Thankfully, he was right behind me. Seconds later, he snatched out and emptied his seeds on the side of my ass. My entire body tingled as I rode the high of my good morning session.

Too spent to move, I lay in place as he climbed out of bed. I felt an immediate void as the coolness of his absence set in behind me. I didn’t bother opening my eyes when I felt him washing my body down with a warm bath cloth. I was just grateful that I didn’t have to get up yet. I let out a deep sigh as he found his place behind me. We stayed in that position until we both drifted off to sleep.

I woke up a little when Amaze’s hand brushed over my nipple. Once he removed his hand from under my shirt, he cupped my chin. He turned my face to his, plunging his tongue into my mouth as he helped me turn over onto my back.

We kissed painfully slow as he stretched his body out over mine. It was crazy how much I missed waking up to his kisses. The hardness of his dick pressed into my thigh, and he moaned into my mouth. I was sleepy as hell, but I fought to keep my eyes open. I needed to know without a doubt that this was real. I had dreamed of my husband enough times to know how realistic it could feel.

“I want to please you in every way, Wesley.”

Feeling the vibration of his voice against my lips drove my new reality home. His fingers slithered through my wetness finding their way to my opening as a throaty groan from Maze directly in my ear set a pulsing fire in my pussy.

“I still remember every single inch of your body inside and out,” he professed. That was made apparent as he pushed two fingers inside and curled them against the ridges at the roof of my entrance. “You just don’t know how badly I’ve missed feeling your spaces, baby. I can’t believe I been deprived of you so long when you were right here. I missed you so fucking much, baby.”

“I missed you too,” I admitted.

Sliding down my body, he sucked, bit, and teased my nipples until there was a puddle between my thighs. I writhed in pleasure, hoping he would finally put his dick inside my throbbing pussy and put me out of my misery.

Instead, he moved further down, positioning himself between my legs, and ate my pussy like it was his last meal. When my knees were weak from shaking, he wiped his mouth and stood up.

“Get up. Let’s take a shower so I can take you to breakfast,” he instructed.

I couldn’t keepmy hands off my gorgeous wife as we stood in the warm shower together. Using her sponge, I washed her back while she rinsed her front. The ache and heaviness in my chest was going to destroy me if I didn’t take care of our problem soon.

Anxiety plagued me as I considered the possibility of someone hurting her again. I couldn’t live without Wesley again after finally being reunited. I had to take care of Zachariah soon. Knowing that I had to kill my wife’s daddy weighed heavily on me, no matter how much he deserved to die.

Zachariah being evil didn’t change the fact that he was her father. I knew some part of her loved him just as much as she feared him. Wesley turned to face me with a soft smile that fell when our eyes connected.

“What is it, Amaze?” she quizzed with lifted brows.

Unable to bring myself to lie to her and say it was nothing, I simply shook my head. I planned to talk to her about what I was going to do, but not until she had something to eat. I still knew Wes well enough to know that she took bad news better with something on her stomach.

“Is Anthony with your mom?”

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