Page 84 of Alive and Wells

Her hips fit perfectly in my hands. Everything about Cecily seems made for me. We’re perfect together. I guide her up and down, providing stability as she rides me until her body’s fighting to remain upright. I drop a hand to her clit, working in fast circles. Her moans and shudders become louder and more impatient. The yellow sundress flounces around us, tickling my hypersensitive skin.

Fuck, I love sundress season.

Her pussy squeezes my cock like she never wants to let me go, and I have to bite my lip hard enough to draw blood to keep from coming already. She’s riding me like a fucking rodeo queen and, no matter how many times I’ve been inside her, the feeling isalwaystoo much for me to handle. One strap on her dress slips from her shoulder and a nudge with my fingers frees her bare breast. Her perky nipple fits perfectly in my mouth. I’m sucking and flicking my tongue across the soft, pink skin until she’s gasping for air—her entire body becoming rigid in my arms.

“Oh, fuck.Yes.”Her high-pitched voice pierces the air as her head lolls backward, letting her long, blonde hair reach down to her ass. In a drawn-out wave of pleasure, she gushes around my cock.

“Holy fuck, that’s my girl. Drench my cock.”

I thrust upward, filling her with every inch I have and moving with a new ferocity. My thumb strums across her clit until she’s nearing a second release. I could watch her like this all day. She’s beautiful and she’s all mine. My heart races as I feel the start to her coming undone, contracting to pull my own release out of me.

“Come all over me again. That was so fucking sexy.” I barely manage to get the words out and she’s gripping my chest, sinking her claws into my flesh, and making a mess on my dick again.

I can’t take it anymore. I grab onto her as she wiggles on my cock. Each movement sends stars across my field of vision, and a tingling sensation travels from my balls up through my spine. She’s too sensitive to handle another second of this but, like a good girl, she’s taking it anyway. When she moans my name, I give in to the building pressure with a hoarse “fuck”, flooding her with hot cum. Deliriously falling apart while staring up at the best view in the world.

There’s a cold blast of air when she lifts up, releasing her firm hold on me, and a slow cum stream trails down her thigh. Without taking a pinch of time to think it through, I drag the tip of my cock across her skin to collect it and raise my hips to push it back inside her. She groans as she falls to my chest, breathing heavily through her nose.

“Did you just—”

“Yeah. Yeah, I did.” I have no idea why; an animalistic urge took over. It’s not like I’m trying to overthrow her IUD or anything—not yet.

“Okay.” The devilish smirk on her face as she remains firmly seated on my cock makes me think she found it as hot as I did.

I’m the luckiest goddamn man alive.

She presses her forehead into mine and takes a slow, hard breath. “I love you, Austin. Thank you for everything.”

My name coming from her lips is my favourite sound in the world. Then again, she could probably say anything and the sweetness of her voice would make it my new favourite word. As far as I’m concerned, Cecily iseverything.She slowly lifts off me once again before curling into my lap.

I shake my head with a smile. “You’re never going to learn not to thank me for the bare minimum, are you?”

“You’re consistently raising the bar. I have no idea what the bare minimum even is with you anymore.”

“Good, that’s what I’m going for.” It dawns on me; I nearly forgot about the surprise I have for her. She threw me off my game when she hopped on my dick within seconds of getting home. “That reminds me. I have a divorce present for you. Once again, you’re proving to be a distraction here.”

She sits up straight, the post-sex glow still present on her face. “A what? You didn’t have to do that, Aus. You know my feelings about—”

“Relax, I know how you feel about presents. I haven’t spent money on you. At least… I haven’tyet. Wait here a second.”

I stroll into the bedroom and fish a large envelope from my sock drawer, returning a brief second later to see her rolling her eyes and laughing.

“I need to start snooping through your drawers, don’t I?”

“But think of all the surprises you’d ruin.” I plop back down next to her, sliding the manila envelope into her eagerly waiting hands.

As she rips into it, her eyes narrow and she gnaws at the inside of her cheek. “Wait, what is this?”

“Well, I figured if you’re still planning to stay.” Cecily smacks me on the chest with the thick envelope and I cough as if it knocked the wind out of me. “Okay, okay. I know you’re staying. This house was fine for me but… well, for us. And for whatever comes down the road. I thought we’d maybe need something bigger. You know? Something that’s ours. And um, I narrowed it down to a couple different plans I thought you might like so you can pick. There are a few potential building sites we can choose from, too. So…”

Dead silence as she stares down at the mountain of paperwork in her lap.Damn, I have a bad habit of just gifting this girl paperwork she needs to take care of…

“Darlin’? Say something, please.”

Her eyes bat up to mine, tears brimming her lower lashes. The corner of her lip lifts in the smallest gesture. “A house? You can’t be ser—this can’t be real. That’s—God, I don’t know what to say. That’s not just a small divorce present. You don’t have to do th—”

“I do.” I cut her off. “You deserve a nice house, a nice kitchen, a shower big enough to fuck in, and room for babies or dogs or whatever you want.”

“Babies or dogs or whatever I want, hey? You gonna make an honest woman out of me before you get ahead of yourself?”

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