“How badly do you want to come?”
“So bad! It feels like I’ll die if I don’t,” she whimpers.
“Well, we can’t have that now, can we?” I question as I dive back in, devouring her pussy with my mouth. I nip and suck her clit, then lick between her center, and it drives her wild.
“Don’t you dare come yet, baby.”
“I-I can’t hold it in any longer,” she cries out.
“You can. Just hold it in for a few more seconds. Your pussy juice is the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted. It’s like nectar straight from the gods, and I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of drinking it,” I murmur, pushing two fingers inside her and pumping them in and out of her tight hole.
I clamp my mouth back onto her clit and suck. Her back arches as she lets out a high-pitched scream filled with nothing but pleasure.
The tension in her body coils, getting ready to detonate. I let out a hum of approval because she’s following my orders so well.
“Come,” I command, and she shatters. She cries out, her body convulsing with pleasure as her orgasm rips through her.
I hold on to her hips, keeping her steady and upright as her body continues to spasm. It takes her a few minutes, but when she finally comes back down to earth, I get to my feet again.
“Did I rock your world or what?” I ask, with a smile, because there’s still a look of bliss on her face.
“Mmhmm,” she mumbles, still a bit dazed. “That felt so good.” I give her a quick kiss before rinsing off her body. “What about you?”
“I’m fine, baby. This was all about you,” I tell her.
“But you’re as hard as a rock right now. Don’t you need some relief?” she asks, her face set in confusion.
Yes, I’m fucking hard as a boulder right now, but I’ve been teasing her. I didn’t have sex with her last night or today because I want her needy and ready for me tomorrow night, right after our wedding. I can’t wait to fuck my wife.
“Not right now, baby. I know your needy little pussy needs this cock, but don’t worry though, I’m all yours tomorrow night,” I tell her with a wink.
“What’s happening tomorrow?” she asks, still a bit dazed from her orgasm.
“We’re getting married tomorrow, and I can’t wait to fuck you raw. Plus, I’m taking that ass too,” I say with a smug tone, pecking her lips with a quick kiss before I drag her out of the bathroom.
Well,this morning definitely got away from me a bit. I had no intention of doing anything sexual while bathing her, but I just couldn’t resist her tempting body.
So, it’s well into the late morning by the time we make it down to the kitchen. I help her sit on one of the chairs by the island just as Dorothy comes scurrying in.
“Good morning, Mr. Andretti and Miss Aria. What can I make you for breakfast today?”
“Good morning, Dorothy. How are you today? And it’s just Aria,” my girl says, greeting my housekeeper.
“I’m doing well. Thank you for asking, dear. How are you and the little one doing?”
“We’re doing well. Can’t complain,” Aria tells Dorothy, and the woman beams at her.
“Good morning, Dorothy. You go relax. I’m making breakfast today,” I say to her, shooing her out of the kitchen.
“Are you sure, sir?” she asks.
“Yes.”
“Okay. I’ll leave you two to it. Just don’t burn my kitchen down,” she jokes.
“I promise I won’t,” I tell her, and then look over to Aria. “How does Greek yogurt with berries, whole grain avocado toast, and eggs sound for breakfast?”
“Mm, that sounds really good right now,” she says, just as her belly lets out a grumble, causing me to let out a chuckle.
