a finger to her clit and then lower to the moist opening. Her gasp and tiny moan encouraged him to explore further. He let the digit sink a little way inside her. Her knees rose, but he pushed them down. “Oh no you don’t.”
“Kian,” she whimpered. “You make me feel…”
He pushed his finger as deep as it would go and licked her clit. “Tell me how I make you feel, Evie.”
“So good. I can’t get enough.”
“You don’t have to.” He licked her again and tasted her sweet juices on his tongue. Spreading her lips, he pushed his tongue in above his finger and wriggled both. Her hips rose off the bed. He moved to cover her clit with his mouth and sucked gently. She howled his name and tangled her fingers in his hair. Her wetness drove him crazy, so ready and waiting. His cock swelled under him, and all he wanted was to pump into her, but he held off a little longer. First, she would come, and scream while she did so. Then it would be his turn. Not until he satisfied his wife would he take his own pleasure.
He leaned away and added another finger, then another. Three fingers gliding into her heat, he sat up and twisted his hand so his palm faced up. Bent over her, studying her beautiful face, he thrust his fingers in again and again. She squirmed and bit down on her bottom lip. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she cried out. He sped up his attack on her sweet body, and she couldn’t help herself. She raised her knees, spreading her legs wide. He took in the juices coating his hand and dripping toward the crack of her ass.
“Baby, you’re so wet. Do you want me to stop?”
“No, please don’t,” she begged.
He slowed his onslaught and then sped up. Over and over, he pumped, and when he leaned down to suck her clit, it was the last straw. She screamed through a strong release, panting and hoarse.
Slowly, he pulled his fingers free and raised them to his lips to taste. She mewled like a satisfied kitten, her narrowed gaze taking in his movements.
“You’re okay, Evie? No pain?”
“After that? I’m good!” She held out her hand. “If you come here, I can do you.”
“No. You’re not all healed up yet. I have to do it so you’re comfortable.”
“You spoil me, Kian.”
“Is that a bad thing?”
She smiled. “Not all bad.”
He frowned, and she laughed.
“When I’m all better, I will ride you like a show pony.”
His eyes widened. “I look forward to it.”
“Now come here, mister.” Her gaze traveled his length and stopped on his jutting cock. “That looks like it’s going to explode, and I want it doing some very dirty things to me before that happens.”
Kian reared back on his haunches and grabbed his cock. He stroked it from the base to the head, and precome beaded the tip. “You want this?”
She spread her legs wider and raised her knees until just her toes touched the mattress. He got a good look at her open sex and licked his lips, tasting her cream on his tongue and scenting it in his nose. He climbed up higher and grabbed the back of one leg to raise it. Her ass spread open, but he focused on her pussy, so inviting, and he knew the heat would consume him until he could not hold back any longer.
He positioned the head of his shaft at her entrance and pressed. The head pierced her and slid an inch inside. Her walls squeezed the hell out of him, and he groaned. “So tight, baby, you’re killing me.”
Her body seemed to know what he said because it spasmed around his cock, tighter still. He sank deeper and held it. Pulses moved over the surface of his shaft, making him want to come, but it was too soon. He needed to hold on and enjoy the feel of being inside her. When he calmed, he took in the sight of his cock as it sank into her pussy. She stretched around him, inviting him in, and he arched his hips then pulled back just so he could enjoy the view.
An orgasm built in his core and grew until his nuts contracted. He thrust a fist into the mattress beside her hip
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