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“No, of course not! I’m no consolation prize.”
“And you shouldn’t be.”
“Mel, I want you to have your dreams and your success. I never want to be the guy that cuts you down.”
I tuck my head against his familiar, comforting chest. “I know.”
“All I’ve ever wanted is to share my life with you.”
“But my life took me to Mars, and yours stayed here.”
He sighs. “Don’t I just know it.”
I kiss him just below the collar bone. “There’s no point going over this again. What’s done is done. One day, you’re going to meet some fine woman and fall in love again. I just know it. And yes, it will hurt and sting, but I’ll get over it. We’ve made our choices.”
He strokes my hair gently. “Are you sure?”
I don’t answer. Instead, I say, “Maybe us sleeping together while I’m here isn’t the brightest of ideas. Do you want me to move to another room for the rest of our stay?”
His arm around me tightens. “Hell no!”
I snuggle up to him in relief. “Ok.”
After a time, he says, “Perhaps it’ll be the other way. One day, you’ll meet some fine man and be the one to fall in love again.”
“Maybe,” I murmur, though in my head I think it unlikely. I look up into his eyes. “Enough talk. Let’s enjoy the here and now. Take me to bed, Wyatt, and fuck the living daylights out of me.”
His mouth curves into a grin. “At your command, ma’am.”
In one swift move, he stands us up in the tub and marches me out, stopping only to reach for a fluffy set of towels. Quickly, he dries us off, then he’s leading me to the bed, pushing me down onto my back. Next moment, he’s opened my legs wide and buried his face in my pussy. He licks me like a starving man with long laps of his tongue up and down my clit, tugging gently at the piercing with each stroke and making my nerve endings tingle. It feels so incredibly good. I close my eyes on a sigh, losing myself in the pleasure of his touch.
After a while, his finger joins his tongue, stroking along my slit to gather lubrication, before making its way down to the rosebud of my ass and slipping gently inside, as deep as his knuckle. He knows just the way I like it. With his finger, he fucks my ass while still licking my pussy in long, rhythmic strokes. I writhe beneath him. Oh God that’s good. I’m so, so close.
Sensing my impending orgasm, Wyatt’s tongue and finger pick up speed, the one fluttering up and down my clit, and the other massaging my ass with shallow strokes. I cry out as I start to come, and that’s when he catches one of the barbells on my clit with his teeth and tugs it, sending me into heavenly convulsions. “Oh God!” I shriek as I feel myself pulse endlessly. His tongue continues lapping at me through my orgasm, only stopping once I lie still beneath him.
When he lifts his head to look at me, I pant, “You are a fucking genius.”
He smirks, wiping my juices from his face with the back of his hand. “First orgasm on my tongue. Second one, on my cock.” As he says this, he lifts my legs up high, tucking my ankles on his shoulders. He takes his cock in his hand and positions himself at my entrance. Just as he’s about to enter me, he pauses and asks, “Do I need to put on a condom?”
“It’s fine. Get in there already.”
With a quirk of his lips, he obliges. In one thrust, he buries his length inside me. Wyatt’s cock isn’t massive. It’s not tiny either, just proportional to his body size. However, in that position with my legs raised, and with the stimulation from both our piercings, I feel the penetration to the very core of my being—not to mention that core is still throbbing and engorged from my orgasm. I gasp at the intrusion. “Oh yeah! Feels good.”
Eyes burning with desire, Wyatt begins to fuck me mercilessly, making me moan louder and louder with each thrust. My starved body drinks him in. As he senses my orgasm approaching, Wyatt slips a finger to my clit, rubbing gentle circles around the engorged nub. Ever since I had it pierced, sensation there has been enhanced and it’s made it easier to achieve multiple orgasms, something I used to struggle to do. His next thrust takes me over the edge. With a shudder, I come, pulsing around his cock, feeling the contractions deep within me. Wyatt drives into me a few more times, then he too comes with a loud groan.
Still joined, he leans down to kiss me. “Thanks honey, I needed that,” he murmurs.
I brush back his tousled hair. “Me too.”
We hold each other close until, with a sigh, Wyatt pulls out. Grabbing some tissues from the bedside table, he wipes the excess cum dripping from my body. Then he pulls the covers over us and tucks me to his side. “Come on, let’s get some sleep.”
I yawn. “Good idea. Goodnight honey.”
“Goodnight sweetheart.”
Much later, I wake, my sleep patterns still not adjusted to being back on Earth. I rest my head on the pillow next to his and trace gentle circles with my fingers on his chest. “Wyatt,” I whisper.
“Mmm,” he grunts.
