Page 79 of Bound By Redemption
I didn’t let her move me much. Instead, I blew a small puff of air on her sensitive folds. Each one plumper than the other. She was ripe and ready for the picking. Her inner thighs trembled.
“Would you touch me already?” She growled lifting her head briefly then letting it fall to the ground overcome with pleasure.
I made a tisking sound. “You know I’ll do what I want.”
She groaned. “You’re torturing me. You know that, right?”
Blowing again, I replied, “yes, that’s the point.”
“Grrr…” she growled making me smile.
Only after a few seconds more did I give her what she wanted. I wanted it too, so it was a win-win situation. My tongue darted out starting at the bottom of her lips and moving so very slowly all the way to her clit.
Then I stopped and listened to her groan, take one hand away from my head and smack it on the bed in frustration. Fuck yeah, I loved this.
Not wasting any more time, I devoured her pussy. Licking, sucking, nibbling. Each movement taking her higher and higher. With two fingers inside her tight channel and my lips around her clit, she was getting close. So very close.
Moving my fingers, I nibbled hard on her clit. Two seconds later, her back arched off the bed, hands gripped my shoulders and she screamed out as her orgasm overtook her.
As soon as she heard her own voice though, she stuck her hand in her mouth to muffle the sound. We did not want to wake Remy up right now.
She rode though her climax, her body completely taking her over.
I gave her no time to recover. Instead, I climbed up her body and thrust my cock deep inside her pussy. She groaned, her hand having left her mouth.
Being inside my woman was the only place I wanted to be. Leaning down I kissed her hard and deep letting her taste herself on me.
This turned her on as her legs came around my body and her hands came to my neck.
It was go time. Giving not a single solitary second, my hips began to thrust. And thrust. And thrust. Pounding into my woman with a passion and desire unlike any other. The more noises she made, the faster my pace picked up.
Sweat beaded down my brow as my breathing became erratic. Ensley was right behind me moving her body this way and that to get herself where she needed to be.
Her walls clamped down on me tightly the pleasure unbelievable. Two more thrusts and I spilled myself inside Ensley.
She was mine until my last breath.
31
Ensley
My hands were shakingas we entered the assisted living home. It had been way to long since I’d visited, and Gladys probably thought Remy and I were dead at this rate.
But that wasn’t why I was nervous. No, it was the big, tall, sexy man at my side. I wanted so badly for Gladys to like him.
Then I was nervous on the other end that Gladys would like him so much she’d ask for a massage. The coin could go either way with Gladys. She was a stickler when it came to Remy and I.
We made our way up to the reception desk. A woman with dark hair was there that I hadn’t met before. “Hi. We’re here to see Gladys Withendal.”
“Hey Ensley!” Reba came from the back room ignoring the receptionist completely. She had a tendency to do that.
“Hey Reba. How’s things?”
“Good! And you brought Remy today! Gladys is going to be so happy.” Reba clapped her hands excitedly. I swore she said the same thing every time we came here. “And who is this hunk of burnin’ love?”
I giggled. That was a description I didn’t think Micah had ever been called before. But I had to admit it fit him well. He sure as shit was a hunk and hell I burned for him.
“Dis is Daaaadeeeeee.” Remy said explaining who Micah was. She did it with such pride, it warmed my heart.
