Page 86 of Darling Nikki


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“Mimi gave me a clean bill of health two and a half weeks ago,” I remind him, taking my time going from my inversion pose to come face-to-face with the menace that is my husband.

His face doesn’t move; in fact, he seems angrier. “What happens if you fall and hurt yourself? You’re not even all the way healed.” His voice gets louder. “I swear you don’t give a fuck about your well-being at all.” He storms off.

I don’t say anything. I don’t move. I just wait. Moments later, he storms back into the room. “Are you coming?”

“Nope.” I cross my arms over my chest. “Eep,” I say, slapping his back as he pulls me over his shoulder.

“Stop it.” He slaps my bottom hard twice.

“Sure. You want to tell me what has you so mad?”

“You mean other than your little ass wreaking havoc on my nerves by not keeping your feet on the ground?” He grumbles, sitting me on the floor of our bedroom, then starts ripping his clothes off in quick efficient movements.

“You know…” I sit on the bed, looking at his tall frame as he strips naked in front of me.

“Don’t even start with that shit,” he growls before storming into his bathroom.

“Mimi said we were good to have sex. Senator Shelby, would you care to comment?” I ask, walking over to the shower, watching the taut cheeks of his ass flex as he looks over his shoulder.

“No,” he snaps, then turns away, facing the full blast of the shower.

I pull off the unitard I’m wearing and get in with him.

“What are you doing?” he asks, rubbing his body like he’s mad at it.

“Taking care of you, Senator.” I kiss the hollow of his back. I watch the scars and muscles bunch and flex together.

“I don’t need you to do that,” he says with cold finality.

“Mathias.” All the cajoling is gone from my voice.

He turns. His dick is hard and jutting; the tip is pearled, but that only holds my attention for a few seconds. It’s his beautiful eyes that hold me prisoner. They are stormy, tormented; the beautiful iridescent gray is clouded.

“Babe.” I reach up, touching the light scruff of his jaw. He bows his head to kiss the center of my palm. “You’re not going to hurt me.”

Stepping closer, I press my body into him and feel his heavy erection. “How have you been taking care of this big fella?” I ask, taking him in hand, slowly jacking his dick before catching the fluid pearling at the tip and smearing it over him.

“I haven’t.” He groans, fucking into my hand.

“Ah, no wonder you’ve been so grumpy,” I tell him.

“I’m always grumpy,” he counters, running his fingers down my back, light as a butterfly’s wings.

“True, but you’re always good to me. Let me be good to you.” I look up at a less aggrieved face this time.

“I haven’t always been. I—”

“You will be.” I give him a quirk of my eyebrow.

“Yes, I will, little wife.” He drops to his knees. “Let me taste you.” He buries his face in my pussy. My eyes roll back when he starts softly sucking on my clit, bypassing my lips. Licking me in delicate circles, he takes his time lavishing his lust upon me. Methodically, decadently, his beautifully cruel mouth worships me.

I’m trembling when he pulls back his mouth wet with my honey.

“I know she’s so tight right now.”

I gasp as he pushes his finger inside me and starts to slowly fuck me. “Yeah, we’re going to have to open you up before I split this tight little motherfucker to gape.” He adds another finger. Deliciously slow, and with all the filthiest of his depraved soul, he drives his fingers in and out of me, his gaze narrowed on the work he’s putting in.

“Thi,” I gasp when he starts scissoring his fingers, hitting my spot. He covers my pussy with his mouth, lashing me ruthlessly with his tongue. My body shatters, the orgasm making my knees buckle.

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