Page 56 of Making Time for Us


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Pulsesofenergytravelthrough my body, leaving a trail of heat behind. My heart thumps erratically in my chest. As I lurch forward, I place my hands on the shower walls as my sex contracts repeatedly and my vision starts to return.

When I open my eyes, they focus on the gorgeous man in front of me. His cheeks are flushed, eyes hooded, and his manhood straining for me. He’s holding the lube bottle and as he opens it, theclickfills the room.

When did he grab that?

His voice is strained when he says, “We’re going to take it slow.”

I nod as he spreads lube on one of his fingers, puts the bottle down, and turns to face me again.

Placing his dry hand around my waist, he draws me close so our fronts are flush and gently runs his slick fingers between my cheeks. My skin tingles at every point of contact.

As he slowly circles the rippled skin, my heart hammers in my chest. My breath is hard to draw.

The tantalizing movements cause my head to fall back as my body relaxes and seeks his touch.

“That’s it," he whispers.

A soft moan passes my lips as he scatters kisses up and down my neck and his fingers explore. The warmth of his labored breath on my skin sends shocks straight in between my legs.

His dialed eyes bore into mine as he silently asks for permission to go farther, so I nod.

Ever so gently, he pushes forward as I take a deep breath and encourage my body to accept his finger. Not expecting the intense shock waves of pleasure that course through my entire body, I lose my breath with a gasp and my knees go weak causing me to falter slightly.

He startles and still. He pants, “Are you okay?”

I nod my head vigorously and whisper, “Don’t stop. It feels sogood.”

He takes his time to push a little farther. Every nerve in my body ignites with his touch until he stills again. He kisses my shoulder and neck equally as tenderly.

The hum of my body is too loud to ignore so I whisper, “I need more. I'm ready.”

He steadily withdraws as a whole new, overwhelming sensation takes over my body. After he washes his hand quickly, he turns off the water and grabs our towels. My body is screaming for his touch again.

We quickly dry as much as we can before we drop our towels on the bathroom floor. He grabs the lube bottle in one hand and pulls me into the bedroom with his other.

Unsure of where to go, I stand by my side of the bed and watch as he grabs a condom from my drawer, rips it open in a rush, and rolls it on his rock-solid penis. The squirt of the lube and the massive amount he’s now smothered himself with make me giggle quietly. When we make eye contact, the lust in his eyes quickly silences me.

“Turn around,” he commands, causing shivers to run down my spine and my clit to clench in appreciation. This isn’t the young, inexperienced guy I married. No, this man knows what he wants and I’m here to give it to him.

Happy to oblige, I turn around and he gently pushes me down so my chest is resting comfortably on the bed and my backside is completely exposed for him.

He leans down to kiss my shoulder. His words are tense as he whispers in my ear, “Really slow, alright? Tell me if I need to stop.”

My throat is so dry that all I can manage is a nod as I bring my hands around my back to encourage him forward.

With my head resting comfortably on our bed, I don’t notice that he’s grabbed the lube again until I feel cool moisture on my entrance. Shortly after, it’s accompanied by his tip.

“Slow," he repeats as if it’s more for his benefit than it is for mine.

Slowis the last thing on my mind.

His fingers grip my hips with a little too much pressure — no way I would ask him to ease up now — before he pushes forward a little bit and stops after facing some resistance. He pulls out, runs his tip through the lube, then pushes back in again at a torturously slow pace.

Taking a deep breath, I reach my hands around to pull my cheeks outward as my hips elevate to get closer to him. He drives forward a little more this time and I wince.

Before he can ask, I reassure him. “I’m fine. It’s good. Don’t stop.”

With the tenderness of the man I’ve loved my entire adult life, he carefully drives forward until my body has eased and accepted all of him. He waits for a few beats so I can adjust to him.

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