When I finally come, it’s quiet and devastating. A long, trembling wave that starts deep in my core and spreads through every limb. I clench around him, gasping softly against his lips as my body shudders and pulses. Kairo holds me through it, one arm wrapped around my back, the other cradling the back of my head like I’m precious. Only when my trembling starts to ease does he let himself go.
He groans my name into my mouth as he comes, hips pressing up into me as he spills deep inside, warm and endless. He holds me there, buried to the hilt, arms locked tight around me while the water slowly cools around our joined bodies. We stay like that for a long time, foreheads pressed together, breaths mingling, hearts slowing in sync, as the steam drifts lazily toward the ceiling.
"Summer," he breathes, and my name sounds different in his mouth this time. "Stay," he murmurs against my neck. It’s not a command, it’s a request.
"I'm not going anywhere," I say.
And for the first time, I'm not sure if it's a lie.
10
SUMMER
Iwake up to his mouth between my legs.
No warning, just wet heat and the slow, filthy drag of his tongue licking a long stripe up my pussy like he’s tasting what he owns. My hips jerk violently off the bed, but his strong hands pin them back down instantly, thumbs digging into the soft crease where my thighs meet my cunt, spreading me wide open for him.
“Morning, wife,” he murmurs against my slick folds, voice low and rough with sleep and hunger. The vibration makes me clench.
I gasp, my fingers fisting the sheets as his tongue circles my clit with lazy, deliberate strokes. He’s not rushing, he’s savoring me, licking, sucking, groaning like my taste is his favorite thing in the world. Every slow lap of his tongue is obscene, wet sounds filling the quiet room as he eats me like a man who has all the time in the world to ruin me.
“Fuck … Kairo …”
He sucks my clit into his mouth and hums. The vibration shoots straight through me as my back arches hard, thighs trembling around his head. He doesn’t let me close them, heholds me open and feasts, tongue fucking into me, then dragging back up to torture my swollen clit again.
I’m already dripping down his chin.
He pulls back just as I’m about to break, kissing my inner thigh, scraping his stubble across my sensitive skin until I’m whimpering and desperate.
“Please …” The word slips out, needy and broken.
“Please what?” he asks, voice dark. He licks a slow line up my pussy again, teasing. “Use your words, baby. Tell me what this greedy little cunt needs.”
I moan, hips rolling shamelessly against his mouth. “Make me come … please.”
He chuckles against me, the sound filthy. “Good girl.”
Then he stops playing as his tongue attacks my clit with perfect, relentless pressure while two thick fingers push inside me, curling instantly against that spot that makes me see stars. I come hard, crying out his name, thighs shaking as my pussy spasms around his fingers. He doesn’t stop, he keeps licking and sucking through every wave, drawing it out until I’m twitching and oversensitive.
Only then does he crawl up my body like a predator, pushing my legs wider with his hips and sinking into me in one long, deep thrust. I’m still fluttering from my orgasm, and the stretch makes me gasp. He groans low in his throat, forehead pressed to mine, eyes open and burning as he starts fucking me, with slow, heavy rolls of his hips that grind his cock against that perfect spot inside me.
“Feel that?” he rasps, voice rough. “This pussy was made for me. So, fucking wet and tight every morning … like it missed me while you were sleeping.”
I moan, nails digging into his back as he fucks me deeper, slower, more deliberately. The wet sound of him sliding in and out of me is filthy in the quiet room. He kisses me, deep andhungry, tasting like me, while his cock fills me over and over again.
When he comes, it’s with a low, guttural groan buried in my neck, hips pressing deep as he floods me with thick, hot pulses. He stays inside me afterward, heavy and warm, his cock still twitching as he catches his breath against my skin.
For a moment, I let myself pretend this is normal.
That this man didn’t buy me.
That he doesn’t own me.
That the way he just woke me up with his tongue and fucked me slow and deep, makes me feel like more than an obsession.
But I know better.
After a long moment, he slowly pulls out. I feel the immediate rush of his cum leaking from me, thick and warm. Before I can even catch my breath, Kairo moves. He kneels between my spread thighs, eyes dark and possessive as he watches his seed drip from my swollen pussy. He gathers some of it on his fingers, then drags them slowly across my lower stomach as he starts drawing on my skin with his cum.
