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“I want to touch you, Ace. I want to feel you inside me,” I whisper. I might need a few minutes for my legs to stop shaking but tonight more than anything I want to feel the stretch of my husband's cock inside me.

“Soon, my love. Soon. Are you ready to get out? There's one final surprise for tonight.”

Nodding in agreement, he helps me out of the bath, taking a towel and drying my body before dropping to his knees to dry my legs. I can feel the warmth of his breath across my soft belly before he places a single tender kiss against my hip. His hand slides up my leg, his fingers finding the base of the vibrator. Looking down, I'm mesmerised at the sight of him staring as he eases the vibrator from inside me. I grip on to his hair, unable to hold in the whimpers from how sensitive I am. My cum drips down its side and he leans forward, dragging his tongue up the length, closing his eyes as he savours the taste of me.

There are so many emotions running through me that I don't know what way is up anymore. Standing, he strips off his wet shirt, and unbuckles his belt, saying, “Give me 30 seconds before you go back to the bedroom.”

Dipping slightly, he kisses my forehead, holding himself against me for a little longer than necessary. Continuing to pull off his wet clothes, he drops them where they fall and hurries back into the cabin. The anticipation is building and I count to thirty, possibly a little faster than intended, the desperate throb in my pussy returning full force. Following the same path, I’m greeted by a familiar looking card taped to the closed door of the bedroom.

I'm waiting for you behind this door, ready, if you still choose to give me the gift of your body. Everything past this point is for you to decide. You are in control of every movement, every touch, every kiss.

In this lifetime and the next, your husband, James.

Chapter 38- Ace

Lay Me Down - Sam Smith?

Gods, I wish my damn cock wasn't so eager to get inside Nova and would settle the fuck down. My final gift for her is myself. Or at least my naked body, she already has my heart. After coming in my pants for the third time since we delved into the sexual side of our relationship, it took me no time at all to gather my tools in my romance suitcase and make a plan. One that has left me lying on top of our bed, naked, and covered by a small cloth which I am currently regretting because my cock is making it look like it’s camping season. I've turned on as many candles as I could in the forty seconds I allowed for her to read the card I taped to the door, but the longer I wait here the more anxious I'm becoming.

Readjusting my cock for the umpteenth time, I quickly check my breath in case I need to brush my teeth again and prop myself up a little more on the pillows I’m leaning against. I'm half sitting against the headboard trying to strike my most alluring pose as I wait for her. Should I prop my knee up a little? Or maybe I put one hand behind my head?

The soft click of the latch takes all of my attention as the door slowly swings open and Nova stands on the threshold. I can see her chest rise with each breath and her eyes widen when they land on my cock tented under the cloth.

This is probably the only time in my life I've actively wanted a soft cock.

“So I thought I’d expand a little more on the note in the card. I’m naked ... under this cloth I mean.”

Her eyes are still focused on the tent between my legs and I'm internally rolling my eyes as I say, “Just try to ignore it. It might go down ... eventually.”

“It's a horse cock. Ace, you have a horse cock,” she gasps.

“Is not a horse cock, Nova. It's a little bigger than average, I guess, but I'd have serious back issues if it was as big as a horse. What I'm trying to say is that I want you to explore my body. Look at it, touch it and I'm not just talking about my little friend down there.”

“Hugefucking friend more like it,” she mumbles, still staring at it.

Continuing, I say, “I want you to be comfortable with my body and how you feel around me. Figure out some limits without the pressure of me hounding you for more than you want. I'm just going to sit here, darlin'. If you want to ride me, have those pretty tits bounce in my face, then you need to be the one to do it. If you want me to touch you, then tell me where. If you want to come sit on my face so I can feast, then I'm a growing lad who needs feeding. You’re in control, love. Each and every time until you tell me otherwise, you’re the one in control.”

Her pupils get wider as I say each filthy thing I want her to do to me, or me to her. Closing the small distance between us, she stands at the edge of the bed chewing on her bottom lip as she looks my body over. Her thighs clench and her hand comes out and almost touches me before she quickly snatches it back.

“So you won't touch me unless I ask?” She questions, and I nod in agreement.

“If I can help you along then I will but I'll ask you first before I touch.”

Her brow furrows in concentration and in less than a second she’s untied the robe, my cock swelling until it's almost painful as I watch her crawl onto the bed.

Now I have a horse cock.

Kneeling next to me, only a small piece of material stands between me and her naked body. She takes a deep breath, slowly dragging the material away, gliding it across my sensitive tip and I almost come on the spot ...again. This is going to be the worst night of edging in existence. Her body is beyond stunning. Sitting so close to me, I want so desperately to touch her, to drag my tongue over her soft belly and taste her.

“It's too big, Ace. It will never fit,” she breathes, her words coming out so faint they’re like a thought floating in the air.

“It’ll fit, darlin',” I growl, as her hand wraps around my base.

I'm not gonna last a second if she keeps this up. Her hand stays in place and she squeezes me firmly. Pre cum beads at my tip and I groan, my whole body practically vibrating from these first few touches of pure heaven and I desperately want to thrust up into her hand. I'm so on edge that not even thoughts of my old drill sergeant can distract me. His sour face morphs into Novas and I have visions of her wearing my uniform. Standing like a poised warrior ...holding a pen knife.

Her eyes meet mine to see how I react and I see the power rise in her when it sinks in that she's in control, that she can trust me with this part of herself. Slowly she leans over me, flattening her tongue and licking up my shaft. Her mouth is barely over my tip when I lose all control and blow my load like a teenage boy seeing his first pair of boobs. Her eyes don't stray from mine but I feel the jolt of confusion as my cum dribbles down her chin while she coughs, sputtering in surprise. It's hands down the most embarrassing and erotic thing I've ever seen.

Panting, I don't know how to smoothly recover from shooting my cum in her mouth the first time she touches me. Averting from her gaze, I quickly look to the ceiling hoping to catch my breath and figure out how to say sorry at the same time when I feel her body shift next to mine. Her legs straddle my waist and I feel the heat of her pussy below my belly button and the length of my cock, which is still hard by the way, nestled in between her ass cheeks. Throwing my forearm over my eyes I groan at how poorly this is going but I’m met with the soft melody of her laughter.

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