Page 112 of The Stranger
I don’t stop my assault on her tight pussy until she’s ridden out her last wave. I want to continue but my need to be inside her is too strong. Given that mouth of hers, I know there’ll be plenty of other times in the future when we can revisit this moment.
Lifting her from my lap, I stand, turn, and place her facedown on the bed. “On your knees,” I order.
Like the good, sometimes-obedient girl she is, she complies, and I take a moment to implant this image of her into my mind. Her arse is high in the air, and she has a handprint on each cheek …my handprint, and what a sight that is.
This imagery is most certainly being added to my spank bank list.
Using my foot, I shove the ottoman aside and step forward until my legs hit the side of the mattress. I’m frantically freeing my aching cock with one hand as I use the other to shove her skimpy underwear aside. My need to be buried balls deep inside her is only growing by the second.
Grasping my cock, I stroke it as I slide the head through her arousal. Once, then a second time, coating myself. On the next pass, I slip the tip in.
Her moan is long and drawn out as I slowly bury myself to the hilt. I tilt my head back and grunt as I still,giving us both a moment. I can already feel my balls tightening, so as much as I want to fuck her into oblivion, I need to take my time.
My hands reach out to grasp her hips as I slowly withdraw. When my eyes move down to observe my cock retreating from her body, I realise I forgot to wrap it.
“Shit,” I groan.
“What?” she asks, glancing at me over her shoulder.
I pull out, taking a step back. “I was so focused on being inside you that I forgot to put a condom on.” I know she’s on birth control, but I’ve never gone bareback with her before … with anyone, for that matter.
“You know all my tests came back negative … I don’t mind, but the decision is yours.”
“Are you sure?”
“Please, I just need you back inside me.”
I step forward and hesitate briefly. If this was anyone else, I wouldn’t be comfortable doing this, but she isn’t just anyone … she’s my forever girl.
I want to experience this with her.
I want it all.
I clench my eyes and groan, the intimacy that this moment brings is not lost on me. She’s so tight, snug and warm. I never would’ve thought that thin piece of rubber would make such a difference, but damn, it does. I can’t even put into words how good skin-to-skin feels.
“Fuck, Delilah,” I grate out as I rock my hips back and forth in short languid strokes, all the while basking in the glory that is her.
“I love you,” she pants, and for the second time tonight, my heart threatens to burst outside my chest.
The words are no sooner out of her mouth and I feel her clamp down around me. “I’m coming again,” she cries and the contraction of her inner musclesaround my cock sends me clambering over the edge as well.
My grip on her hips tightens as I throw my head back with a roar. My body jerks as I spill my seed deep inside her.
I’m going to marry this woman one day and fill her with all my babies.
I drag Delilah’s body closer as I place my lips against her bare shoulder. Despite losing myself in her tight body for hours last night, I can still feel the events from the engagement party hanging heavy in the air.
“I wish I didn’t have to go to work today,” she murmurs.
“Then don’t.”
“I already took last night off for the party.”
“Sweetheart, I think it’s time you threw that job in. You are burning the candle at both ends, working seven days a week. I miss going to the estate with you.”
“I love that place so much.”
“Call in sick … or better still, quit. We can get up now, shower, and be on the road in half an hour. The country air will do you good.”
