Page 97 of Shiver
He kisses me again. “Yeah, I could have. Maybe I should have. It never occurred to me.”
“I really don’t need rich and fancy places, you know,” I tell him, shifting so I can look at his face. “You know that, right?”
Rake nods. “I do. It’s just the life I’m used to living.”
“Your apartment is a lie.”
He laughs. “No. It’s without distractions. Purposefully bland and small.”
“Ah.”
“I do have amenities. Laundry services. Gym. Food delivered. Someone comes in to clean weekly.” He shrugs. “But yes, it’s intentionally boring.”
“It’s not boring,” I argue. “It’s my favorite place to be. All my favorite things happen there.”
His eyes get dark. “How about we get this honeymoon started, husband?” I nod and lick my lips. “Clothes off. Get on the bed, face down ass up.”
“Can I clean up first?”
Rake considers it but nods. “Five minutes.”
“That’s all I need.” I pull my clothes off on my way to the bathroom and while I’d have liked to stand there and gawk for a few minutes, I don’t. I run a soapy cloth over my body quickly, paying special attention to everything between my legs, and then I run out and jump onto the bed.
He’s already on me before I even stop bouncing. He’s got my ass cheeks apart and his tongue follows my crease, flicking over my hole, before he nuzzles my taint. I gasp, my hands digging into the comforter.
“Half a day is far too long,” he growls quietly. Before I can speak, his face is buried in my ass and his tongue is spearing my hole.
I yell loudly into the pillow as every nerve ending comes undone. My body sings. My muscles spasm and my dick hardens so quickly that it aches.
This isn’t the first time he’s licked my ass. But it’s the first time he’s concentrated there for so long. I’m whining, desperate. Crying nonsense at how good it feels. My body is all tingly and floating as my arousal crashes into me, over and over again. Ready to spill.
I don’t. Because he doesn’t want me to. I know that.
He gives me a minute to breathe, but barely. I’m so heady that when he pulls me up onto my knees, it’s only his hold keeping me upright. And then his cock is pressing into my body. I whine as he sinks in, my hips rocking back on him to take him deeper, quicker.
“So good,” he says. “You make your husband feel so fucking good, baby.”
I groan, my balls tightening.
“That’s it,” he says. “Squeeze my dick tight. Feel every long, thick inch so deep in your ass.”
His hand on my chest shifts so he can pinch my nipple. My hips jerk back as I grunt, and then gasp at the movement of his dick.
“You like that?” I nod. “Work yourself on my cock, Egon Aahnu. Fuck yourself on me until you come.”
His fingers pinch my nipple again, and my hips move on their own. Rake shifts us slightly so I have enough leverage to do as he told me to. I snap my hips back on him, driving him in deep and hard. My head lolls back onto his shoulder and the hand that’s not playing with my nipple wraps around my neck.
“So sexy, baby. I wish you could see what this looks like. How your body moves against mine.” I don’t stop thrusting backward, hitting my prostate with his hard dick with every drive. Even though I’m whining loudly at each brush, his voice is clear in my ear. Low and sexy, only adding fuel to my fire. “Your hard dick slapping against your stomach. Your balls swaying. They’re so tight, aren’t they?”
I don’t have the breath to tell him I’m ready to come. But I can’t. It won’t come loose. I’m so ready, but it just hangs there, taunting me.
“It’s okay, Egon,” he whispers, licking the shell of my ear. “Come. Come on my dick.”
That’s what I’m waiting for. My orgasm lets loose and everything in me bursts into flames as my body shudders. Rake’s hand on my neck tightens and I grunt out more ropes of cum as I slam my body back and keep him deep, my ass clenching around his dick and spurring my release.
I’m barely conscious when I find us laying on our sides. Otherwise, our position hasn’t changed. His hand is still around my neck, his other still pinching and twisting and rubbing my nipple. His dick is still in my ass, moving slowly.
“So good,” he says. “Using my body to find your orgasm. You’re such a fucking good husband, Egon.”
