Page 33 of Before You Can Blink
Heat flared in her brilliant blue eyes, and she scrambled across the room to unzip her suitcase and retrieve the requested item. While she did that, I unfastened my belt buckle and dragged down my fly, before shimmying my hips to ease my jeans down my thighs and kick them aside. My briefs were discarded by the time Daisy returned to where I lay flat on the mattress, stroking my cock lazily.
She handed me the silicone ring, and I slid it down my shaft before pressing the button to turn on the vibrations. A hum got caught in the back of my throat as the electronic pulses settled so deep in my balls that my toes curled.
“Better hurry up and hop on, sweetheart, before I spill into my hand. This feels so fucking good.”
Daisy slipped her tank top over her head and undid the back clasp of her bra, allowing her mouthwateringly full breasts to tumble free.
A groan rumbled through my chest. God, I would kill to have one of those in my mouth right now.
Next went her skirt and panties, leaving her bare, every perfect inch of skin on full display.
I extended my free hand toward her, curling my fingers in acome-hithermotion. “Need you, Daze. I’ve waited so long.”
My stunning wife climbed onto the bed, hitching one thigh over my lap so that she was straddling me. With her pussy poised above my waiting cock, I could feel the heat radiating from her core, and I wanted nothing more than to dive straight into that blistering inferno—my own personal nirvana.
Skating my palms up her silky-smooth thighs, I gripped her hips, tugging them down until my tip was notched at her entrance. Heavy lidded blue eyes stared back at me, her lip caught between her teeth as Daisy dropped her weight, impaling herself on my cock until her lush ass came to rest on my thighs.
“Fuck yes.” My eyes slid closed, pure bliss streaking through my bloodstream.
Daisy’s moan reached my ears as her hips gave a tentative first rock, the vibrating cock ring nestled right against her clit now that our bodies were connected.
Fingers digging into her curves, I helped guide her movements, as I forced my heavy eyelids to raise, not wanting to miss a single minute of my beautiful girl taking charge of her own pleasure.
“Ride me, baby,” I rasped.
Husky laughter fell from her lips as her hands came up to cup her breasts. “Think you’ll last longer than eight seconds if I do?”
A sharp crack filled the air, my palm stinging as it connected with her ass. “Keep it up, Daze. I know just how to silence that smart mouth.”
Eyes sparkling, she smirked down at me, “Not quite the punishment you think it is.”
The mental picture of Daisy on her knees, my hand fisted in her hair as I fucked her face, nearly had me coming on the spot. “Goddamn, you’ll be the death of me yet, woman.”
“Mmm. I could think of worse ways to die.” With that, her hips began to buck in earnest, and I was wholly at her mercy.
A flush of pink bloomed over her pale skin, her moans rising in pitch and volume as she moved faster. The first warning ripples of her pussy around my shaft had me gritting my teeth as fire licked down my spine, causing my balls to tighten. I was about to explode, but I refused to let that happen before she got off. That was my hard limit. She always came first. No exceptions.
Out of options with my self-control hanging on by a thread, I used my grip on her hips to halt her movements before holding her down so that she couldn’t escape the vibrations.
Her unfocused eyes found my face. “Jett,” she moaned, breathless.
“I know, Daze,” I forced out, jaw clenched tight. “Need you to come. Right now. I can’t wait.”
With her head tipped head back, a throaty cry echoed throughout the room as her silken walls clamped down around my cock. Her gorgeous body shuddered atop me, the visible tremors of her orgasm sent me over the edge, and before I knew it, my release ripped through me with the force of a hurricane. Black spots danced across my vision, and it took all my effort not to pass out from the blinding pleasure, as the breath stalled in my lungs.
The squirming woman seated on my pulsing cock milked me dry, and that’s when it hit me.
Fuck.
“Daze,” I croaked out, my windpipe closing up as panic carved a cold path down my spine.
Her hips slowed their rhythmic motion, and she collapsed beside me. “Hmm?”
This was my own damn fault. Usually, I was able-bodied enough to flip her over before I reached the point of no return, but my injured ribs had kept me from manhandling her the way I liked, giving her complete control. Even still, I could have warned her. But I got so caught up in how incredible it felt to have her wrapped around me—so tight I saw stars—that I made a grave error. One I wasn’t sure we could come back from.
“I, um—” I swallowed, licking my lips. “I came inside you.”
“Oh.” The word came out on a soft exhale. After a long pause, during which my entire life flashed before my eyes, she said, “It’s okay.”
