Page 145 of Shâhzâdeh

“Always. But I need you to understand zhis isn’t going to be a simple touch. I need you feverish wiz want of me. For your mind to forget anyzing and anyone else.”

I reached out caressing the base of her neck and squeezing slightly. The aggression I would normally bring to an encounter was tempered for a number of reasons. The last thing I wanted to do was something that would trigger her. Anything that made her think about the past. I was going to please her because I knew that was something she hadn’t experienced before.

My fingers trailed down the myriad of freckles over her chest her breath quickening as she tried to anticipate what I was going to do.

“Anyone who zhought your skin wasn’t zhe most beautiful sight zhey’d beheld has no concept of beauty. Every stroke of your flesh against mine makes me zhink praise be to God for such a gift.” My hands palmed her breast, her hips squirming, nipples pebbling even before I could make contact with them. “Kamâl.(Perfection).”

I toyed with her nipples, the color a deep caramel that perfectly accented her hair and eyes.

“I want you. Why are you teasing me?” She was squirming beneath me which had me wanting to give in, but

“Is it teasing or is it making sure you’re ready?”

“I am. See for yourself.” Vanya only hesitated briefly before reaching down and wrapping her fingers around me. My dick got even harder at the first feel of my wife stroking my flesh the way I would soon do her insides. She was watching me gauging my reaction as she applied more or less pressure and focused on the tip versus the shaft.

I hated that she’d learned how to please someone the way she had, but just like her, that thought would be a distant memory.

“You’re going to make me come like zhat ziba. I’m supposed to be pleasing you.”

“Then do it.” She rolled her palm over my dick and squeezed the tip in a way that had precum leaking out. I was gonna fuck this up if I didn’t take back control. I let her spread the droplets over the tip of my dick groaning as I bit my lip because that shit felt divine. My hair fell down into my face momentarily blocking my wife’s face from my sight.

Leaning back I eased my dick from her hands and she wrapped her legs around my waist. I rubbed the head of my dick through the wetness I was happy to see. Any man comfortable with having to lube up his dick before pleasing his woman had already failed. Unless there was a medical reason a man shouldn’t be allowed inside of a woman’s body before he’d made her cum.

“I don’t know, baby. She ain’t really talking to me like I need her to.”

I rubbed my dick over her center not even bothering to correct my lie. The head was damn near glistening with the first signs of her pleasure and I was trying to stay focused.

“I’m sorry.” Her eyes went to mine and I could see she wasn’t sorry for shit. She was desperate to say whatever she could so that I would slide in.

“Don’t be sorry, zhat means I ain’t done my job yet.”

“No you have. Please, you’re about to piss me off.” Her beautiful face frowned and the redness crept up her neck with her brows bunched.

“You got me tempted to put somezing in zhat pretty ass mouth of yours.”

“Not unless I put something in yours.”

“Oh you really trying to get fucked good tonight aren’t you.” I teasingly dipped my dick through her folds feeling the way her pussy was damn near blocking me from getting in. Her walls were gripping the head and I couldn’t tell if she was sucking me in or pushing me out.

I rubbed the head against her clit alternating between it and her lips. Each stroke elicited a gasp from Vanya’s lips like she was surprised and intrigued at the sensations she was feeling. Her body was flush and it wasn’t until I saw her thighs quivering and felt how engorged her clit was did I still my movements. I kept the head at the entrance of her body enjoying the slick wetness I could hear as I teased her. “Are you ready for me?”

“Yes. I need to feel you inside. It feels so good but I feel like I need more.”

“Zhis pussy is fighting to keep me out just like you were, Vanya. Is every part of you goin’ to be stubborn like zhis, baby?”

“No.”

She was talking and I was battling with her body to let me in. Short jabs to get her to open up to me the way she seemed so desperate to.

My dick was thick, Vanya’s body had been untouched for years and I thought for a minute we wouldn’t be able to get this together. I pushed forward again as she raised her hips allowing me to sink into her fully. She gasped and her tunnel collapsed around me her body going completely rigid. I felt the rapture wash over me the moment my body made intimate contact with hers. Her body was warm, but inside felt like it had been set to the perfect temperature for me. I joined us slowly, still wanting to show restraint and not lose myself incase she needed me to retreat. I wasn’t of any mind that my words were enough for her, but I would be happy if they were. Instead of her closing her eyes, I had to battle myself not to do so. The way she wrapped around me, suctioned me in, I felt the need to for only my sense of smell and touch to be engaged so I could savor this moment. Instead, I continued forward and instructed her to open up.

“Look down, my love. At how we are now one in every way. It is a holy sight to see.” My dick felt like it was playing tug of war when I pulled back to see the evidence of her arousal glazing me. To see and feel her experience joy beneath me had me biting my lip so I could continue to pleasure her. This was the first time I’d had sex in months, had abstained since before I met Vanya. I’d blamed it on being too busy to link up with anyone, but God was preparing my mind body and heart for her.

Her walls clenched around me and as I struggled to retreat, there was even more of her creamy pleasure covering me.

I tried to be gentle, trying to remember she had never been treated the way I knew she deserved. But she squeezed around me again and I buried myself deeply inside of her with one thrust my dick trembling as I caught my fuck up and chastised myself to be gentle. I was going to apologize, but her words stopped me from doing so.

“Yes. That. Please.” Her hands went to each side of my face pulling me closer and shoving her tongue in my mouth. Vanya’s hands went through my hair her hips circling as best they could with my body over hers.

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