“You’re so fuckin’ amazing, Ava. Like a dream,” I rasp, drinking in her precious curves as I remove my shirt and drop it where we stand.
She lowers her gaze and blushes like she’s unsure if I’m being truthful with her, and I wonder if this is also the first time she’s had someone compliment her this way—a crime on her person as far as I’m concerned.
Licking my lips at the idea of getting to experience my pretty package, I reach down and undo my belt, loving the way she also licks her lips as I work to open my fly and let my pants drop.
“You nervous, kitten?” I ask, noticing the way she trembles now that we’re both standing here in just our underwear.
“No,” she whispers. “I’m not nervous. Just…excited. I want to see you.”
“OK,” I say, loving the way her eyes widen as I hook my thumbs in the waistband of my boxer briefs and drop them to my feet. My cock stands to full attention, hard as a rock and glistening with my arousal. I take my thick shaft in my hand. “This is what thinking about you does to me.” I run my thumb over my pre-cum coated head. “I can barely contain myself.”
Ava sucks in a breath as she bites her lip in a way that has my cock pulsing in my grip.
“It’s big.”
“It’ll fit. I promise.”
She nods then swallows hard as her eyes lift to mine. “I trust you.”
“Here,” I say, taking her by the hand then sitting on the edge of the bed. “I want you to control it.”
Sliding my weight back so I’m lying in the middle of the mattress, I urge her to follow me and settle on top of me in a straddled position. She moans when her wet, panty covered seam connects with my hard length.
“Feel good?”
“It does,” she gasps, her eyes half closing as she loses herself in the feeling.
My arms wrap around her, and I pull her closer, kissing her deeply while I reach around her body and unclasp her bra, slipping it from her shoulders and dumping it over the side of the bed. Her chest presses against mine, all warm and perfect, and I kiss her along her neck and shoulders, groaning as she rolls her hips and rides my bare cock through her lacy panties.
I need to be closer to her.
Moving my hands down her body, I find her suspender belt and quickly find out that I can’t get to the promised land without getting rid of the suspenders. But since I have no desire to do that, I hook my fingers in the side of her lace panties and tug. Hard. The thin seams rip from her body, and she gasps.
“What the…”
“Next time get the crotchless kind,” I say, tugging them the rest of the way free and spinning them around my finger like a trophy.
Ava giggles then groans as her soaked seam connects with my stiff cock, gliding up and down my length in a way that has us both moaning and wishing for more.
“I want in, kitten. You’re so fucking wet.”
“I’ve been thinking about you being inside me all day,” she murmurs, making my cock jump even more. “I’m ready, Duke.”
“Fuck, Ava. You take your time and stop if it hurts, OK?”
“OK.”
With a hand on her hip, I help her lift just high enough for me to position myself at her entrance. I’m so slick with her sweet juices that I glide past her lips with little resistance. She hisses through her teeth as she lowers herself down a little, then up a little, each time taking my cock in deeper until she’s sucking against my base and trembling.
“Oh, god, Duke. It’s… it’s wonderful,” she gasps, sitting back with her hands against my chest, her hips grinding with an accompanying moan that comes deep from within. “Yessss.”
I clasp my hands on her thighs, holding her still while my cock stretches and fills her completely. I’ve never seen a more beautiful sight than my wife, seated with me inside her and a look of absolute bliss on her face. The long veil falling over her shoulders is the cherry on top of the most stunning vision, and when she lifts her hips, moving up and down my length, I have to breathe real slow to keep myself from coming too soon.
While she moves and takes enjoyment from my body, I reach up and tease her nipples and breasts, letting my hands roam until I slip a hand between us and rub a finger against her clit. Watching her like this is driving me to the edge, and as her movement speeds up, I bend my knees and leverage myself against her, grinding her clit against me at the bottom of every stroke.
Ava keens, groaning as we pound into each other, her hands gripping onto my shoulders to steady herself as I thrust and grind.
“I’m so close, Duke. Oh god. Please. Please. I need to…”
