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Brynne was so generous with herself to me, she never minded when I woke her up and wanted to fuck.
I needed to fuck right now.
Drown out the guilt.
WHEN I moved down the bed and pulled back the blankets, I found her swathed in some kind of nightgown that covered her up from head to toe, and of a style maybe worn by my grandmother…when she was well into her eighties. Ugly thing was a dustbin candidate for sure. Hiding all that beauty away from my eyes only frustrated me. Being half pissed didn’t help my judgment probably, but it didn’t stop me. I found the place where it buttoned down to about mid chest on her, dug my fingers in between the buttons, and split that fuckin’ rag right in two, all the way down to the hem. Her naked tits came into view first, and then the rest of her. I felt instantly better. My cock was bone-fucking hard.
She woke with a gasp and a scream.
“Shhhh.” I clamped a hand over her mouth and my lips at her jaw. I didn’t want visitors doing the ol’ “is everything all right in there?” routine at this house party, since the place was crammed to the brim with them. Her eyes flared wide, and I sense she was not happy about what I’d just done, but again, that did not deter me. “It’s just me getting rid of that ugly nightgown for you. I loathed it.” I took my hand away and covered her lips with my mouth instead. She mumbled under my kisses at first, and tensed beneath me, but once she got a feel of my tongue inside her, she responded beautifully, softening under my body, letting me play my games, and take her. “I despised that gown, but I love you.” I kissed down her throat to the hollow of her neck, onward over her sternum and then to right between her breasts. I flicked my tongue out and dragged it over to a nipple. She arched her back to bring herself closer. I swirled over her budded, pink nipple ’round and ’round until she was practically writhing beneath me.
“That’s better,” I told her. “I have to see my beautiful wife…every inch of you.”
“Ethan?”
“Shhhh, baby,” I soothed, “just feel what I’m going to give you.”
I kissed my way down, giving a caress over her stomach as I went lower. Spreading her inner thighs firmly, I opened her up and enjoyed the magnificent view. She took my breath away, and she always had. Her pussy… No words for it. I inhaled, getting drunk on her intoxicating scent. Unique to Brynne, and utterly delectable, triggering my insta-need to have her.
I licked up the inside of her thighs, giving equal attention to each one until I couldn’t deny myself another second and had to have her sweet cunt under my lips. I started slowly with little licks along her smooth folds and worked in a circle, pointing my tongue like a tiny cock. She flexed against my mouth and rocked in rhythm as I built her up. I could do this all night, for as long as she was enjoying my feasting, or told me otherwise.
The beautiful sounds of quickened breath warmed my anxiety, melting away my torment, telling me of her pleasure. I slipped two fingers inside her drenched warmth, curling them up to slide into that special little cove, with the rough patch of skin where the magic happened.
She arched sharply, moaning under the onslaught of fingers and G-spot combined with tongue and clit. An explosive mixture. I had her coming for me in under two minutes, panting out my name just as I loved for her to do. Total fucking perfect beauty.
After a second orgasm brought her shuddering underneath my tongue, she pressed a hand to the top of my head. I knew what that meant. She was ready for some cock.
I dragged my mouth off her pussy and mounted up, folding her long limbs over my arms. My girl sighed at me in impatience when I lifted her backside up to meet my cock.
I chuckled at her frustration when I slid the shaft of my cock along her clit for a few dragging strokes.
“I’m going to fuck you now, baby,” I whispered, nudging forward. Fully aware, I lost a measure of my control the instant the bell end of my cock kissed her slippery heat, I went floating off into a haze of sex a
nd lust, and superb fucking.
The tight squeeze of her grip around my cock as I slid in deep sucked the breath right out of me. From base to tip, she took me in, accepting the invasion I couldn’t curb. I’d never curb my driving need to be inside her. Impossible. My only truly safe place in the world.
As the frenzy built, I felt her clamping down with each penetration of my cock into her slick quim. She started to wheeze and circle her hips to get the friction where she needed it to be. I pushed deeper with every downward stroke, and saw the look she gets when it’s about to happen. Triumph. She got off on making me come just as much as I did with her.
My cock swelled in preparation for the blast.
Her eyes blazing up at me, I clasped her neck and held her in place, rotating my thumb around and down into her mouth. She wrapped her tongue around my thumb and sucked. My balls tightened and let go, a flood of sheer blinding pleasure washing over me as I emptied into her.
I did manage to move off to the side before I collapsed, coherent of the baby, and not wanting to crush. Brynne breathed heavily against me, silently coming down from the peak, along with my cock still pulsing inside her. I drew my hand away from her neck, down to a breast, and filled my palm. I clearly felt her heart beating beneath the super-soft barrier of flesh. My heart.
“What was that?” she asked after a moment, her expression difficult to read as her eyes burned rather green in the lamp light.
“That was you being well and truly fucked by your man, my beauty,” I teased, plumping the breast I was holding in my hand and giving her a slow grind of my hips.
“Not the fucking, Ethan. That, I understood perfectly when you ripped my nightgown off. I want to know why you abandoned me all night to get drunk at your best friend’s wedding.”
My cock withered, as I gained some clarity about what she might be feeling. There was hurt and sadness in her sorrowful eyes, and even the watery glistening of tears.
The feeling of euphoria vanished as I became aware of what I had just done to her.
I don’t deserve her, and I never will.
I watched his smug grin fall away to be replaced with remorse. “Did something happen, Ethan? Did you decide that you made a mistake in marrying me? Are you—unhappy…with me and the baby…because my body is ch-changing?”
