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Spent, she does as she’s told in a thoroughly fucked and satiated manner, making me smile.I squeeze out more lube and cover my cock, then take her ankles and place them on my shoulders. Once there, she watches me in wonderment, her eyes appreciating my built frame and large cock.
“You ready, pretty baby?”
Biting her lip, she nods.
Grabbing a pillow from beside us, I place it under her ass, and it puts her at just the right height, ready for me. “Breathe slowly, and let me in.”
“Anything.”
I lick my bottom lip and slowly start to enter her. Her sphincter tightens at first, but I remind her to relax, and inch by inch, she welcomes me. Once I’m fully in, I groan.“Your body is my personal paradise for pleasure.”
I grab the softness of her stomach in one hand, then lean forward, shoving my middle and pointer finger into her mouth. Emelia cries out around them, and I slide in and out, languid at first, enjoying every sensation.
I push my fingers deeper and watch her gag. This causes tears to spill from the corners of her eyes and into her blonde hair. She lifts her head just a bit, trying to watch my hips work up into her.
“Choking on my fingers, so pretty, wife,” I compliment, and muffled words vibrate on my fingers, but they’re unintelligible. “Enjoy the pleasure. Cry for me more. Show me how thankful you are for this life.”
As she nods, her eyes keep watering. My hand leaves her hip, and I keep her impaled on my cock. Sliding my hand from her stomach to her clit, I circle it with the pad of my finger, and she moans over and over. When I see her orgasm building again, I eagerly wait for the finale.
“You ready?”
“Yes,” she says around my fingers, and I remove them but quickly grab her throat and resume fucking up into her hard. Right as I start coming, I squeeze my hand around her neck and come down hard on her clit with a harsh slap.
“Fuck!” she screams, and her juices squirt from her pussy as she comes, splashing my abs. She fucking marked me with all her appreciation.
“Good girl.” I coat her ass with my cum, emptying into her, and our eyes lock for a long moment. The tears are still falling from her, and that feeling I avoided earlier starts coming back.
Push it back, I inwardly scold.
Lust isn’t love.
I don’t blame myself for being unable to tell the difference when we’re in the throes of passion, because I have never had sex as good as I have with Emelia.
Our bodies are coated in sweat, and I lift my hand and move my hair from my forehead, her eyes locked on her initial on my arm.
“I still can’t believe you carved it into your arm.”
I glance to where she’s looking and shrug.“What’s mine is mine.” I pull out of her once I’ve softened and fall over next to her. Emelia moves the pillow from under her and curls up next to me. She faces me, and once she’s all settled, I can feel her watching me as I stare up at the ceiling.
“What?” I finally ask, catching up my breath .
“What’s the history between your father and mine?”
I expected her to eventually ask me this, and I don’t have a reason not to tell her.
“Your father is a coward.” I want to approach this delicately. Telling her everything right away isn't the route I want to take. We have only just begun what will be the demise of her family. Baby steps are needed to ensure it doesn't get messy.
“Agreed,” she inserts and laughs.
I give a slight chuckle but continue on. “Anyway, our fathers were both raised by some of the strongest men in the mafia, and the rivalry between New York and Seattle started there. It just kept passing down through the generations, and my father and yours were no exception.” I pause, swallowing thickly.
I don’t like to talk about my parents. They’re the only people I’ve kept sacred.
“They crossed paths, and one day it ultimately led to a bloodbath.” Emelia and I weren’t touching, but as I keep talking, she slowly moves closer until she has her head on my chest.
I sit up fast. “Anyway, before we could find out all the things your father wanted to do or had plans to do, my father died.”
Standing, I move toward the bathroom. I don’t have to look back to know she must be staring at me with confusion. I’m not ready to tell her that her father killed mine. That can wait. Besides, my cock is freshly satiated, and I don’t want the high to be suffocated by the loss of my parents.
