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“Diablo! Yes…Right there…Holy Fuck!”
The ice has melted and mixed with her juices, she is dripping all over my face. I don’t stop there. I wait till she starts to resurface before I start pumping again…Her breathing staggers, her toes twitch and her legs begin to shake. I keep my tongue on her clit and my fingers pumping in and out. She comes again and her whole entire body is shaking uncontrollably while she cries out loudly.
Standing up, I wipe my mouth and suck on my fingers until they are clean. “Fucking delicious. My favorite flavor. My favorite meal that I could eat all damn day.”
Aria is still trying to catch her breath as she comes down from her two orgasms. I am taking in her gorgons body sitting naked in front of me. Moving fast, I grab under her thighs, and she lets out a gasp. She wraps her legs and arms around me.
“Where’s your room?” I growl.
She points to down the hall, and I carry her down to the bedroom because this night is far from fucking over. She will be screaming out my name all night long, and she will forget that she was ever married to that douche bag.
I will be the only husband in her life.
I will be the only man who makes her scream.
I will be the only man to ever touch her again.
Ever.
Fifteen
aria
Wakingupnakedinmy bed is a reminder of last night and the many times that Jameson controlled my body in so many ways. I have never felt so wanted by a man just by the way he looked at me. It was as if he and I couldn’t get enough of each other. I think we finally fell asleep around three in the morning after another round and I could not even remember what number it was. This man is going to break me, I am sure of it.
Reaching my hand across the bed, I feel it is empty but still warm. I pick my head up and look to see where he went. That is when I hear my shower running. An idea pops in my head, and I quietly walk into my bathroom. His back is to me in my glass, stand-up shower and the mirror is steamed. I take a minute to take a look at Jameson…my husband. His whole back is tattooed down to the back of his legs and calves. I am not sure there is any more room for him to get tatted. His back muscles contract with his movements. My mouth is watering at the sight of him in my shower.
Before I go into the shower with him, I take a brief look at myself in the steamed-up mirror. I take in my body with all of its curves, rolls and indents. But what makes me bite my bottom lip, is how much Jameson kept saying to me how much he loves my body. I can see the bite marks all over my body and handprints. I turn to open the shower door, I step in and shut it as quietly as I can. With his back still to me, I run my hand up his back and snake to his front. I trail my fingers down his firm stomach to his already rock-hard cock. I wrap my hand firmly around his base and pump slowly, rubbing the palm of my hand over each barbell, pulling on his piercing at his tip. He grunts loudly. I keep the motion of pumping him from base to tip. He removes my hand and spins around, breathing heavily. The water is running down his body, and I want to lick each and every droplet off him.
He grabs me by the throat firmly. “On your knees, Angel.” He demands.
I lower myself onto my knees with the water pounding on my chest, I tilt my head up to look at him, waiting for his next command. I can feel how wet I am.
“Open your mouth. And no touching.”
He thrusts his thick cock into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat. I gag a little, but I start to relax my throat. Each one of his barbells hit my tongue. He grabs my hair at the root to hold me still as he fucks my face. Hollowing my cheeks, I suck hard on his dick. He pulls out slowly, and I tighten my lips as he pushes back into my mouth.
“Fuck. Just like that, Angel. Your mouth takes my cock so well, like such a good girl.”
I can feel my tears mixing with the water on my face, and I don’t care.
“I am going to come down your throat, and you will take it all like the good girl you are. No spilling or I will not reward you.”
My clit is throbbing like the needy bitch that she is. I am so close that all he would need to do is blow on it a little and I would come so hard.
He grips my hair harder and slams into my mouth one last time before he erupts into my mouth. I feel his warm, salty cum drip down the back of my throat. I swallow every drop like he told me to do.
He pulls out of my mouth with a loud pop. He hoists me up against the shower wall, grabs my hips and pulls them against him, rubbing my ass against his hard cock a few times before slamming into me. I wrap my arms around his neck to hold on. He thrusts in and out of me fast and hard, with my ass hitting the shower wall.
“Fuck! Yes, right there.” I cry out.
Jameson growls as he grips my hips harder with his fingers.
“Diablo!”
“Come. Now. Angel.” His voice is hard with his command.
And I come. My cries echo throughout the bathroom bouncing off the tile bathroom walls and glass door. Jameson erupts inside me and lets out a deep roar.
