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Except, this time, the wave doesn’t crash over me.
I sink into the sand, lying flat on my back and struggling to breathe as the sand covers my body.
My eyes shoot open. I’m in bed, but I’m still sinking.
I panic at first for no reason in particular until I smell Adas’s cologne. I turn to the right, and there he is, climbing into bed with me.
I’m suddenly extremely self-conscious. I wear only panties and a t-shirt to sleep, and I feel embarrassed that he’ll see me like this until I remember that he’s seen me like this hundreds of times. I’m his wife. He’s probably seen my naked body in every state imaginable.
He turns to me, kissing me on the cheek and forehead before he kisses me deeply on my lips. The kisses fill my chest with fireflies, an effervescent glow filling up my heart until it explodes.
“Is everything okay?” I whisper.
“I came back, didn’t I?” he replies, his voice low and raspy.
He kisses my cheek again, then moves his way down to my neck. I gasp as I feel his mouth on my skin, such a sensitive part of me that wasn’t augmented by the accident.
He kisses me sweetly, biting lightly every so often as I try to move closer to him. I pull myself into him with my arms, wishing more than anything that I could wrap my legs around him and feel his whole body against mine.
With one hand stroking my face, the other slides down my breast to my belly and hips, where he begins to play with my panty line.
I gasp unwittingly as if we’re committing a known sin. “Are you sure?” I ask, perhaps more to myself than to him.
“Of course I am. I feel like I’ve waited lifetimes for this,” he whispers as he continues kissing and lightly biting my neck.
The sensation of his warm lips and tongue over my skin sends me into orbit. I feel like I can really, truly let him have whatever it is he wants from me. I want nothing more than to see what he’ll do to bring me to the height of pleasure that I was able to bring myself to.
Maybe with him, it’ll be even higher.
As soon as he feels how wet my panties are, he presses his fingers into the soaked fabric, finding my clit through it and causing my legs to twitch at the way he plays with it. Even as I’ve explored my own body, I feel like he knows more secrets of my pleasure than I possibly ever could. What I’ve forgotten with my injury, he’s kept safe.
Maybe he’ll have to teach me all over again.
I wrap my arms around his neck, stretching my legs out and pressing my pussy into his hand as I search my brain for the right words; I need the words to beg him for more, but all I can do is moan into his shirt.
“Yeah? You like that, don’t you?” he growls playfully as my reactions grow needier.
In touching the parts of me that were once paralyzed by injury, he’s managed to paralyze my mind completely. I’m all his, a plaything to do with as he pleases. I know he’s holding back. I know he wants to make me scream his name until the neighbors call the cops.
But he’s going to take his sweet time, and all I can do is go along for the ride.
He slides my panties over, exposing myself to him for what feels like the first time ever. I blush hard, feeling as if I’ve been caught doing something naughty and embarrassing that he now has to punish me for.
“Goddamn, your pussy is so pretty,” he whispers as he moves his way down.
For a split second, I feel terror dawn on me.
He wouldn’t-
Before I can process what he’s doing, I feel the wet warmth of his mouth on my pussy as he licks and kisses my clit and labia.
I’m frozen by how conflicted I feel about the act. I feel like I’ve never done something like this before, like it’s too dirty for me to be okay with.
But at the same time, it feels so fucking good that I can’t tell him to stop.
He seems very practiced at it, as if he does it because he knows it feels good to me instead of a perverted ritual of his own.
This must mean that he knows how I like it.
