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Manuel

I watch my wife sleeping with only the light of several candles lit around our room. Beautiful, so fucking beautiful. I lower the covers from her body. She shifts as she lets go of the covers in her hand. Her breasts are pressing against a silky black nightgown more sheer than lace.

My cock jumps. My woman dressed for me. To entice me to fuck her. For the first time since I left her too many days ago, I chuckle. She could have been wearing rags, and I would want to fuck her.

Every hour since I left her has felt like an eternity. This woman. I breathe deep to force air into tight lungs. She is an addiction more powerful than any drug I’ve ever tried. I didn’t want to leave her, but if I had known how difficult the time away from her would be, I wouldn’t have.

Anger flares all over again at my father for demanding the flight attendant bother me with the warning one of our shipments was in peril. The wharf master was demanding more money. It was a stalemate. The shipment was now two days late. While he dealt with my mother’s funeral and emotional sisters, I needed to handle it.

Rage threatened to consume me. My chest was tight. My ears hot. My blood pounded in my fingertips. I wanted to destroy my father for daring to tell me to leave my woman. I’d been without her for four days already. This was my reward. Ineededher. I couldn’t leave her.

As the edge of the phone cracked in my hand, it brought me out of the rage. I remembered to breathe deep in and breathe out slowly. Think critically. A death in the family means emotions.

Despite my parent’s marriage being one of duty rather than love I’m aware she had affection for him and regretted many of the things she did. While my father had numerous lovers over almost forty years, she had less than a handful. She admitted she didn’t feel she deserved happiness for keeping my father from his. It wasn’t until they were married that she found out he loved a girl he grew up with and planned on marrying when they were older.

I needed to remember emotions were complicated and my father needed time. My cock would not turn to stone and break off without Nicolette. I could breathe without her. I just didn’t want to. Unease sent me into the shower, away from her.

After a cold shower, I tried to remember my duty to my family. It wasn’t only my father that needed me, our business needed me. The freighter was carrying twenty-two tons of cocaine. Failure to meet schedule is something the Rodriguez family prides ourselves on never doing. My father shouldn’t have let it go on this long. Business. Focus. I could not let my cock rule my head.

I didn’t dare wake her up to tell her goodbye, unwilling to give me any excuse to stay with her, or even worse—to take her with me. The days without her were too long, the nights were even longer. Now, while I undress, I’m unable to take my eyes off her. It isn’t my cock—it is every cell in my body that needs her like air.

I’m annoyed we’re not in our room in our home. When I was told of the hot water heater issue, I demanded it arrive tomorrow, not in two days. Angry that they dared to inconvenience my wife.

She’s in the bed I slept in growing up and while I was in Colombia until the house was built for Blanca. I marvel at this woman. She was only forced into this house yesterday. Yet she’s already made updates to my room, our room now, in our home—that contain traces of this one.

I told Catherine I wanted Nicolette in my room both in my father’s home and our own. There would be no separate rooms so she could turn Blanca’s old room into a private study or something. Update my room the way she wanted because it was now ours.

Satisfaction Nicolette not only accepts her place in not only my bed but my home and is turning it into her own causes a buzz of fire to my balls. Pushing my jeans and boxers down. I’m up at the edge of the bed admiring the way the nightgown at turns hints then displays her sexy body. I’ll get her a new one. I grip the hem and tear it up and away from her.

Considering how loud tearing the nightgown is, I’m surprised when Nicolette doesn’t stir. That’s right; she hadn’t moved an inch while the flight attendant shouted at me and I shouted back at her before finally accepting the cell phone she brought me.

I run a finger along the silk of her thigh. Nothing. My cock is aching for her. She’s in the middle of the bed on her back, her long hair spread around her. With the candles glowing around the room, the white sheet beneath the remnant of the black nightgown spread out around her, she looks like a sacrifice to the devil. Perfect.

I tell myself just a taste. I’ll beat off again and wait until she wakes up tomorrow. Inching up her inner thigh, I move her legs apart, hoping with every passing second, she wakes up and begs me to fuck her.

Her skin is finer than any silk I’ve ever felt before. Again, I marvel at her bare mons and slick lips. How very rare for a virgin to be bare. The light catches the platinum in my wedding band, and I remember the fiancé who died. Another man almost had her first. It’s good he’s already dead.

I run a finger along her slit. So sweet. I suck on my finger carrying the slightest trace of her. My cock is leaking against my stomach as I lean down to taste her. Sun-ripened peaches coat my tongue. I send my tongue deeper and find precious juice.

A moan comes from her. I squeeze my eyes closed. Wrapping my hand around my cock, I stroke down. I’m a bastard without self-control. I go up on my knees, line my cock up against her pussy lips, and push inside her.

She’s wet enough that I slam home deep inside my sunshine. Her moan claws at my gut. “Manuel,” she whispers as she wraps her arms and legs around me. “You were gone too long.”

“I know, sunshine. I’m sorry. I’m sorry, I couldn’t wait. I needed to be inside you.” I brush my lips across hers.

Hungry hands slide into my hair to hold me in place as she deepens the kiss. Sunshine hot and bright burrowing under my skin is threatening to explode, unable to contain it all, I move. I don’t want to, but I have to. If I don’t I’m going to come without my baby also coming the way she deserves. It’s bad enough I woke her up with my cock inside her, the least I owe her is to give her the pleasure she gives me every time.

I let go of her mouth, she mewls like a kitten in a temper. God, I’m so fucking lucky she’s as needy for me as I am for her. “Harder, Manuel, fuck me harder. Please. Please, too long. It was too long without you. I need all of you.”

I give her everything she asks for. Harder, faster, as deep as I can, I pound into her tight pussy. In what feels like seconds, she hits her orgasm and screams my name. Her pussy spasming around my cock pushes me over the edge. I bury myself deep and come so hard I see stars.

Damn. I fall on her for two minutes too long. I’m trying to roll off her, but she clings tightly to me. “Please. I missed you.”

Rolling onto my back, I hold her to stay inside her the way she seems to love so much.

She nuzzles into my chest. “Hmm, I’m wondering if I’m dreaming. Waking up to you fucking me and falling asleep with you inside me…best dream ever.”

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