She gave me a quizzical look, but I noticed the slight spreading of her legs beneath that gorgeous gown. “Ivan, others are already wondering where we are.”
I shrugged and knelt down on the floor, moving between her legs. “Others. Who cares about others. We’re newlyweds in love. They should expect nothing less.”
She spread her legs wider, accommodating me but still held a concerned look on her face. “They’ll know what we’re doing.”
I placed my hands at her ankles and lifted them slowly, raising her gown along the way. “Good, then they won’t disturb us. Our lack of presence won’t ruin their fun. Now, would you rather sit there and watch our miserable families glare at us, or would you prefer I fuck you with my mouth? Clock is ticking, love.”
She opened her mouth, and an immediate flash of hot desire slid through her eyes followed by a wicked smile. She then lifted her dress to her waist and raised her bottom. I licked my lips again and grabbed her undergarments, sliding them down and off her feet before tucking them in my trouser pocket.
I kissed the inside of her knees, seeing a line of slick already trail down her thighs. My dick hardened in my trousers, the material straining against me. “Oh, how I’ve missed you.”
“Are you talking to me or my pussy?” she asked.
I put my finger to my lips. “Shh, I’m trying to reconnect.” I leaned in and swiped my tongue across her slit, cutting off her laugh. I then released an icy breath eliciting a cry from her.
She relaxed back, her thighs tensing as I continued to lap up her juices. “You taste as sweet as I remember,” I observed between licks.
Jalisa nodded, eyes closed as her fingers gripped the couch cushions. “Uh-huh, my pussy is saying to pay attention to her clit.”
I kissed her lower lips. “Yes, ma’am.” And then I swiped my tongue across her bud. She immediately gasped as I continued to flick my tongue across her clit. I alternated speeds and pressure, grinning as her legs began to shake. I never forgot her body. I knew exactly what she needed.
She lifted her hips, grinding into my mouth, her fingers threading through my hair. “Ivan,” she moaned. “I’m close.”
I dipped my tongue between her folds, already knowing just how close she was. If we had the time, I would plunge into her depths, fill her until I couldn’t anymore. This would have to dofor now, but I never wanted a party to end so fast. She was almost a waterfall of slick. I’d have to clean her up, but that wouldn’t be a problem. For now, I wanted to hear her come. I lapped at her clit again, quickening my speed and pressure. And then she came in a messy, shaking, glorious orgasm.
I got up and grabbed a towel from the vanity table across from us and cleaned her up, ensuring no stains on her gown. She then sat up straight and reached for my trousers, but I gently batted her hand away. “Not now, sweetheart. I think we should make one more appearance to the folks out there. I’m afraid if we’re gone too long our families might go to war.”
I stood up and held out my hand to her. She took it, rising up. “Aww, you’re no fun.”
I snorted. “Oh, we will have lots of fun later. All night if you want.”
A lustful heat burned in her eyes, and I began to wonder if I could wait until the end of the party. “I believe you now. That what happened that night was a misunderstanding.”
I tilted my head, curious. “You do? Was it my oral skills?”
She lowered her gaze in a deadpan stare. “Yes, that and seeing how angry your family was, telling me about what happened after I left, and knowing how honest you’ve always been with me, even when it wasn’t in your favor.”
I shrugged, and she put a hand to my cheek. “Your eyes are practically glowing and very dragon like right now.” She looked down at my crotch. “Also, you look like you’re about to tear through your trousers. Let’s wait a little before going out.”
I blinked, not having realized my excitement was showing through my face. When I got excited, good or bad, my eyes would glow and my pupils would transform to long slits. It was good for scaring off those I wanted to intimidate, but it was always a giveaway when I was up to something I didn’t want known. Like getting worked up from giving my wife oral during our weddingparty. “I can glamour them but help me think of something to…deflate.”
She lowered her hand. “I was thinking about moving to the human realm. I visited once.”
I bared my teeth. “I will not live in that polluted cesspool. I’ve heard the stories.”
She lifted a shoulder, unfazed by my annoyance. “It’s not that bad. Great food, beautiful places.”
“Not as beautiful as here, I’m sure.”
“Well, I can go after the divorce.”
I grumbled, looking down at my flatter front. “Well, that did it. You better tell me you’re lying.”
She winked at me as I grabbed the handle. I’d have to address that later. I told her to say something to calm me down sexually, but it didn’t calm me down emotionally. She could think this marriage was simply a short-term arrangement, but for me, it was the start of our future together. She would see it, too.
When I stepped out of the room, the worst pain I’d ever experienced seized my body. I shook from head to toe, teeth chattering inside my mouth, biting down on my tongue. The taste of metallic filled my mouth, blood. I felt nauseous beneath the biting, fiery pain. It was as if my brain was rattling inside my head. My eyes rolled to the back of my head right before my vision diminished and then my mind darkened.
Chapter Seven
