Page 110 of Begin Again
“And you love it,” I whisper, slinking back under the covers. My hands find her sides and without warning, my fingers dance across her skin. She laughs, trying to get away from the tickle assault, but her attempts only push her body against mine and it does nothing to help soothe my already hard erection. Without warning, I wrap my arm around her waist and pull her body over mine.
Nina gasps when my cock rubs against her entrance. “Shit. That all for me?”
“You, and it’s the morning, but mostly you.”
She hums in approval, grinding her hips against me, and if it’s even possible, my cock hardens further.
Fuck.
Nina braces her palms on my chest and sits upright, giving me a full view of her body, and it’s a fucking sight. How did I get so lucky? I swear she’s gotten more beautiful in the last twelve months…or maybe it’s because I haven’t seen her, but I’m more inclined to believe it’s just her. She has always been beautiful, but the new curves she developed since having our daughter drove me wild. I think about when she was pregnant and I couldn’t keep my hands off her. There was something deep inside me—a primal instinct—that loved seeing her pregnant, knowing I had left a permanent impression on her. A feat that no one else would ever be able to accomplish.
“Dee,” I moan, my fingers digging into her hips as she rubs against my length.
She bends down to kiss me. Our tongues tangle in a desperate embrace. Her left hand digs into the sheet beside my head, but her right wraps around the base of my skull, her nailsscraping against my scalp. She’s craving the length I used to have. She hasn’t said anything since I got home, but I remember she was upset when I shaved my head last January. She liked it when it was long enough to curl on the ends, the same length it had been when we got married the first time.
My hands roam across her body before I reach down to cup her ass and she gasps when my length teases her entrance. I pull her bottom lip between my teeth and nibble on the pink flesh. “You want my cock, baby?” She whimpers in response. “Words, Davina.”
“Yes.” She gasps when I roll my hips into her, and she sits upright. Nina lifts on her knees, fully expecting me to guide myself into her, but I’m not going to give her what she wants yet.
I smirk. “Yes, what?”
Her green eyes darken when she looks down at me.
“Yes,what?” I ask. The anticipation of being inside of her is fucking brutal when the tip of my cock rubs against her again, teasing her. She whimpers, desperate and needy, but I wait for her to say the words.
“Yes,sir.”
Her words send a jolt straight to my dick and I push into her with a shared gasp. She lowers herself until she is fully seated and stretched around me. No matter how many times I’ve had this woman around my cock, every time feels better than the last.
“Fuck, Dee,” I moan when she begins to slowly rock her hips. One of her hands reaches behind her to grasp my knee and her tits bounce with her. This image is one of my favorites.
I reach up to cup her right breast, kneading the doughy flesh. Her head falls back when I pinch her nipple and the ends of her hair feather across my legs, raising goosebumps across my skin.
“Nick,” she breathes, her hands fisting in her hair, tugging slightly.
“You look so fucking beautiful, Dee. I love when you ride me. Fuck, just like that.”
She whimpers in response, her pace slowing down, and I can feel her pussy tighten around me. She’s close. All it would take is a few strokes of her clit and she’d be a goner.
I reach up to grip her throat, applying a faint amount of pressure on the sides, and pull her mouth down to mine. In one quick motion, I wrap my arm around her waist and roll so I’m on top of her. “You feel so good wrapped around my cock, baby,” I say, pulling out a bit and thrusting back in until my hips meet hers.
Nina’s back arches off the bed and her fingers grasp for purchase on the headboard. I leave open-mouthed kisses on her neck before tracing back up the column of her throat with my tongue.
She gasps when I lift her right leg and thrust deeper inside of her. “Sì, amore mio.”Yes, my love.
Fuck.I grit my teeth. She knows what her Italian does to me when we’re like this. I’m not going to last if she keeps it up.
“Ci sono vicino,” she breathes in my ear. She’s close. I know the words are true when I feel her pussy tighten around my cock.
“Dee,” I groan. “You gotta stop doing that, baby.”
“Lo so.”The words and her smirk tell me she knows exactly what she’s doing. She reaches between us, fingering her clit, and the response from her body is enough to throw me over the edge.
My fingers dig into the flesh of her hip as I drive into her through my orgasm. I kiss her neck, swirling my tongue along her skin in slow, languid strokes as her walls clench around me and her body trembles reaching the peak of her orgasm. Pure, unadulterated ecstasy runs through my veins, and I push into her one final time.
“Buongiorno, amore mio,”Nina whispers when we’ve both come down from the high, and her fingers lightly trace my face.
“Good morning,vita mia.”
