“Hey, darlin'?”
“Mmmmm,” she responds lazily as drops of water bead on her skin, catching in the sunlight.
“There was a guy with your Aunt at the party. I'm not familiar with him. Do you know who he is?” I question.
“Oh ... um ... I know who you're talking about but no, I'm not sure I know him. I feel like I've seen him before though.” I'm annoyed at myself for asking the question now. Here I am trying to move her on from everything that happened and I'm the one with the bright idea to bring it up.
“Sorry, love. I shouldn't have brought it up.”
“No, it's not that. I was thinking about something else. And I didn't expect you to say that,” she says, sitting up on the lounger and looking at me. Propping myself up on my elbow, I stare at her, my eyebrow raised ready for her to keep talking.
“I want to have sex.”
My jaw drops instantly. Out of everything she was going to say that was not on my list.
“With me?”
My voice cracks like I'm 15 again and my brain has short circuited.She wants to have sex.
Snorting, she lays down on her back and looks out to the view. “Ideally with you but if you’re not interes–”
“I’m interested! I'm interested!” I yell out, as I scramble off my lounger and kneel at her side like a beggar looking for scraps. “Have sex with me, I volunteer. I'm good at it, I promise ... I think my desperation showed a little just then didn't it,” I say hanging my head low.Way to play it cool, Ace.
“Ace,” she bursts out laughing, “of course with you!” she holds her hand to my cheek looking at me lovingly. “Of all the people on the planet, I was only planning on having sex with you. I'm really into big, strong, very handsome, sexy men,” she says, laughing.
I puff up my chest at her words, proud that she has chosen me as her husband despite the light ribbing. “You forgot my massive cock,” I declare, and the drink she was taking a sip of sprays across my face as she burst out laughing.
“Now look at what you've done.”
“You should never laugh at the size of a man's cock, darlin'. You must be looking for punishment,” I say grinning down at her before hoisting her into my arms and jumping into the water, her laughter ringing out all around us.
When we’ve both caught our breaths and she's wrapped around me as I tread water, I whisper in her ear, “Tonight, wife. I’ll take care of your sweet pussy, tonight.” Her breath catches and her eyes shine with desire. A plan already forming of everything I want to do to her.
Chapter 37- Nova
Until I Found You - Stephen Sanchez, Em Beihold ?
I've been locked in the bedroom for the past hour. I say locked, but he’s really just closed the door and told me not to come out until he comes and gets me. I was so nervous when I came in here, I almost hyperventilated. Not because I was triggered, but because it was goingto happen. I’m going to have sex ... with Ace ... my husband, and I could literally shit myself over how anxious I am.Gods, I hope I don't shit myself.
His heavy footsteps pass by the room and I leap up from the bed and stand next to it, nervously looking at the door. Should I be naked? Do I just lay on the bed and present myself? Shit, I should have changed my panties to some of the sexy ones Mila and Charlie got me. In fact...
I race into the walk-in wardrobe and throw the lid to my suitcase open. I never unpacked them because it seemed a little presumptuous. Other than wearing them for the party, which made me feel sexy, I've just stuck to my usual cotton panties. I pull out pair after pair of g-stings, garter belts and even a few crotchless panties which took me a minute to figure out why there was a hole there.
The sudden shadow from behind me causes me to jolt from surprise, involuntarily throwing the pair of panties I was holding at Ace who is now standing in the entrance to the wardrobe.
“Jeez, you scared me,” I say, startled. “I'm going to have to put a bell on you if you keep sneaking up like that.”
“These are cute, love,” he says, chuckling. The fluro orange g-string with cat faces all over it, dangling from his fingers. “But I want you bare tonight.”
Letting out a humph of frustration, he was meant to come in when I was looking like a goddess laid out for him but instead, he catches me on my haunches, wearing one of his t-shirts, rifling through underwear like a feral racoon.
“Aren’t I meant to be all sexy for you? I feel like a fraud.”
This isn't going how I thought it would. Sure I told him I wanted to have sex. I was ready.I am ready. But I had visions of candles and soft music. Everything I've never had. Instead, I'm hunched in a wardrobe like Gollum.
Closing the distance, he kneels down beside me, pulling my hand to his lips and kissing the back of it softly.
“At any point you want it to stop, you just say no, okay. I’ll never do anything to hurt you, Nova. We go at your pace, but if you’d like to try, I have something ready for you on the bed. If you want to give me the honour of your first time then let me make this special for you, love.”