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I think about Kieran and Isabella. I watched him grow to love her even though he was hell bent on not feeling anything. Ewan’s sister, Norah, and Kieran were so in love. When she died, my brother wanted to die with her. He had more emotional baggage against him falling in love than me.
The guy is head over heels now.
“Aye,” I say and want to get off the phone to keep watching Katya sleep. “Thank you for the talk.”
“Any time. Oh, hey, Griffin told me Shane showed up at Katya’s school. Thinks he may be itching to get back into the action with us. He was my best cyber guy. Can Balor take him on?”
“Does he want to sit in front of a computer or be on the streets?” I don’t think Balor needs help, and Shane looks like he’s had enough of sitting behind a desk.
“I’ll talk to him. He’s coming for dinner tomorrow.”
I laugh inwardly at the interrogation the poor guy will get. “Thanks for the talk. I’ll be in touch.”
I end the call and take a shower. After watching my wife while listening to the sound of the waves, she opens her beautiful brown eyes. I smile and drop my towel.
Wiping the sleep from her eyes, she coos, “Someone is excited I’m awake.”
I stroke my cock. “Aye. Can you take me again, angel? Are you sore?”
“Good sore.” She reaches into her panties, and her eyes flutter as she touches herself.
I strip her down to nothing but her sweet-smelling skin and whisper, “Get on your knees and turn around. Hold the back of the sofa. I’m very worked up.” I rub her pussy from behind, feeling her get wetter and wetter with each rough stroke.
“I want you inside me,” she mewls with her head down.
Kissing the back of her neck, I push the head of my cock into her cunt. “Fuck…”
“My God.” She wiggles that delightful ass at me. She’s petite everywhere but with a juicy ass.
I groan, sliding deeper into her wet heat. When I’m all the way inside, I grip her hips so tight she yelps. My hard, thick length penetrates her, her tiny cunt choking my dick. I slam into her again and again. I’m being too rough, I know, but I don’t know how to be anything else right now. Every inch of me is buried inside her, and my nerves rattle with the high that sex with my wife gives me.
I’m goddamn addicted.
Katya cries out with every powerful thrust of my cock. Her cunt is scorching and fucking soaked. My orgasm, that feeling of falling, hits me sooner than I expect it. I clench my stomach to stave it off, sending euphoria through me even more.
It’s hard to breathe, each ragged gulp of air burning my lungs. Lust kicks up my drives into Katya, my fingers digging into her ass cheeks. I pray she’s bruised and marked. I also hate myself for wanting that at the same time.
Katya lets go of a guttural moan as her tiny cunt convulses around my cock. Her core strangles me, but it’s so fucking slick from how wet she is.
Her fingers with white knuckles dig into the back of the sofa, and her hips push against my cock, forcing me to go even deeper.
I empty my load inside her, and she groans, taking me so good.
I pull out and kiss her. “Thank you, angel.”
“Mmmm.” She giggles. “Ireallylike that.”
“It’s how I saw you that first night. Angelic.” I climb onto the couch and wedge her between me and the cushions.
She sinks next to me, her body warm and soft against mine. “You’re more connected to the metaphysical. Angels are around us. I believe that.”
“I was just inside one. So yeah, they’re real.”
We lay still for a few minutes when Katya lifts her head and says, “Tell me what happened when you killed that priest.”
My body hardens, and I’m flooded with dread. “Why do you want to hear that? Right now?”
“I think there’s something locked inside you. Some kind of guilt. Have you told anyone what happened?”
