her over the edge. She shook, leaning her body against the wall.
He placed her on the floor after she regained her composure. He kissed her, letting her taste her own essence.
“Baby, I’m going to become addicted to you,” he said, catching his breath. He’d dreamt of this day for as long as he could remember. The day he could show her, for the first time, how a man makes love to his woman.
She gazed into his hazel eyes, smiling. “I’m already addicted to you.”
He got the soap and sponge and washed her from head to toe. She followed his lead and washed him, paying special attention to his cock.
Chapter Nineteen
They sat at the table in robes, about to eat the breakfast he’d prepared, and the phone rang.
He smiled and placed the phone on speaker. “Good morning, princess.”
“Good morning, Daddy. Did you have fun last night?”
He looked over at Malanie and smiled. “Yes, your mother and I had fun.”
Malanie started eating, listening to her daughter tell her dad all the fun stuff she’d done with her aunt and cousins, when all of a sudden Alanie said, “Daddy, please don’t hurt her again.”
“What?”
“I don’t want her to leave me again.”
Malanie saw the sadness in his eyes. She got up off her chair and straddled his lap, hugging him, and whispered into his ear. “I won’t leave her or you again. That’s a promise.” She kissed his neck and just held on to him.
He hugged her back.
Alanie raised her voice. “Daddy, did you hear me?”
“Alanie, I will never purposely hurt your mother, and she promised you she won’t leave you again.”
“Pinky swear.”
He took a deep breath. “Pinky swear, princess.”
“Okay. I love you, Daddy.”
“I love you too, princess.”
“Bye.” She hung up.
Malanie continued to whisper in his ear. “I’m so sorry for everything I put you through alone. I’m her mother. I should’ve never left her.”
He rubbed her back. “You’re here now, and that’s all that matters to her.”
She leaned back and he caressed the side of her face, then pulled her forward and kissed her. “I’m sorry….”
He grabbed her thighs. She began to comb his silky hair with her fingers, gazing into his hazel eyes filled with unshed tears.
“Forgive me,” he whispered against her lips as a tear dropped and ran down his cheek.
She gently wiped it away with her thumb and gave him feather kisses on the spot, then on his nose, and then his lips.
She whispered back, “You didn’t do anything to me, I consented—”
“Because I made you—”
“Jeremy, I’ve told you this before. I forgave you, but you need to forgive me.”
He lifted her chin. Malanie felt as though she could see into his soul. “I already did.”
She leaned up, grabbing his cock, and gasped when the tip touched her core. He gently pushed up, giving it to her inch by inch. She rotated her hips up and down, grinding on him, while he gave her long, slow strokes.
They never broke eye contact while making love, releasing all the guilt and hurt they’d caused each other. There was no more talking, just moaning barely above a whisper.
She was in heaven. The pleasure she felt was like no other. It was like their souls connected. He made her feel complete, things she thought she would never feel. She began to shake, grabbing on tighter to his neck, pulling him closer. He went deeper. “Je-re-my,” she moaned, “thank you…for…letting me in….”
Going over the edge, she threw her head forward and deep in pleasure, bit his collarbone. Her walls pulsated on his cock.
His mouth was slightly open. The pleasure was intense. Jeremy had never felt a connection like this with a woman, until now. He felt at peace, as if a weight had been lifted off his shoulders.
He kept his tempo slow, still giving her long strokes. Her pussy squeezed his cock, trying to take him to the brink of ecstasy. “Lanie…” he said between gritted teeth. “I…can’t let you
He placed her on the floor after she regained her composure. He kissed her, letting her taste her own essence.
“Baby, I’m going to become addicted to you,” he said, catching his breath. He’d dreamt of this day for as long as he could remember. The day he could show her, for the first time, how a man makes love to his woman.
She gazed into his hazel eyes, smiling. “I’m already addicted to you.”
He got the soap and sponge and washed her from head to toe. She followed his lead and washed him, paying special attention to his cock.
Chapter Nineteen
They sat at the table in robes, about to eat the breakfast he’d prepared, and the phone rang.
He smiled and placed the phone on speaker. “Good morning, princess.”
“Good morning, Daddy. Did you have fun last night?”
He looked over at Malanie and smiled. “Yes, your mother and I had fun.”
Malanie started eating, listening to her daughter tell her dad all the fun stuff she’d done with her aunt and cousins, when all of a sudden Alanie said, “Daddy, please don’t hurt her again.”
“What?”
“I don’t want her to leave me again.”
Malanie saw the sadness in his eyes. She got up off her chair and straddled his lap, hugging him, and whispered into his ear. “I won’t leave her or you again. That’s a promise.” She kissed his neck and just held on to him.
He hugged her back.
Alanie raised her voice. “Daddy, did you hear me?”
“Alanie, I will never purposely hurt your mother, and she promised you she won’t leave you again.”
“Pinky swear.”
He took a deep breath. “Pinky swear, princess.”
“Okay. I love you, Daddy.”
“I love you too, princess.”
“Bye.” She hung up.
Malanie continued to whisper in his ear. “I’m so sorry for everything I put you through alone. I’m her mother. I should’ve never left her.”
He rubbed her back. “You’re here now, and that’s all that matters to her.”
She leaned back and he caressed the side of her face, then pulled her forward and kissed her. “I’m sorry….”
He grabbed her thighs. She began to comb his silky hair with her fingers, gazing into his hazel eyes filled with unshed tears.
“Forgive me,” he whispered against her lips as a tear dropped and ran down his cheek.
She gently wiped it away with her thumb and gave him feather kisses on the spot, then on his nose, and then his lips.
She whispered back, “You didn’t do anything to me, I consented—”
“Because I made you—”
“Jeremy, I’ve told you this before. I forgave you, but you need to forgive me.”
He lifted her chin. Malanie felt as though she could see into his soul. “I already did.”
She leaned up, grabbing his cock, and gasped when the tip touched her core. He gently pushed up, giving it to her inch by inch. She rotated her hips up and down, grinding on him, while he gave her long, slow strokes.
They never broke eye contact while making love, releasing all the guilt and hurt they’d caused each other. There was no more talking, just moaning barely above a whisper.
She was in heaven. The pleasure she felt was like no other. It was like their souls connected. He made her feel complete, things she thought she would never feel. She began to shake, grabbing on tighter to his neck, pulling him closer. He went deeper. “Je-re-my,” she moaned, “thank you…for…letting me in….”
Going over the edge, she threw her head forward and deep in pleasure, bit his collarbone. Her walls pulsated on his cock.
His mouth was slightly open. The pleasure was intense. Jeremy had never felt a connection like this with a woman, until now. He felt at peace, as if a weight had been lifted off his shoulders.
He kept his tempo slow, still giving her long strokes. Her pussy squeezed his cock, trying to take him to the brink of ecstasy. “Lanie…” he said between gritted teeth. “I…can’t let you
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