me, wanting me, it was magic.
Leaning in, he kissed me again. His breath was minty from the toothpaste, and I lovingly returned his affection. There was love laced in that kiss, something that spoke deeply to me. His want, his need to tell me how much he cared was all coming through. My heart warmed, and I melted into him, letting him wash away my fears.
Lifting his hand, he brushed my hair from my face, and kissed me again, slowly moving from my lips, down along the curve of my jawline and onto my neck.
He found a secret sensual spot, and layered more soft kisses on my neck, before slowly sucking my skin between his lips, nuzzling and nibbling. I knew there’d be a mark, like I’d worn as a badge of pride as a teenager in the past, but it felt so good, and I didn’t ask him to stop. Suckling at my neck, milking it gently with his mouth, I sighed feeling my husband on me.
I closed my eyes and let my head roll back, giving him easier access, aching for more. It felt so good, and my body responded in kind, filling me with need, leaving me damp between my legs. Everything inside of me trembled, aching for more.
Shifting, Austin’s mouth moved lower, focusing on my breasts. Hips lips played with a hardened nipple, as he slowly took it into his mouth, teasing and tempting me with promises of more to come. A small moan seeped out, feeling him on me, his fingers, his mouth, making me feel so good.
My breast surged with electricity, my nipple pinched hard in the arousal. Arching my back, I pressed it tightly to his mouth. My fingers pulled his head closer, and sensing my reaction Austin suckled me harder.
Getting lost in the moment, my hips started to rotate and grind, taking on a life of their own. My body was calling out to my lover, telling him I wanted to feel him inside of me.
“Not yet, pussycat,” he whispered, as I told him what I wanted. “We’re going to take our time. It’s been a long time coming,” he finished.
Not that I have a problem with a lot of foreplay, don’t get me wrong, but I was so ready, I was about to come out of my skin!
Austin moved lower, leaving butterfly kisses across my belly, lower and lower. As he neared my naughty bits, he moved, shifting my legs, and climbed between them. The colors of the rainbow look dull compared to the orgasm that ripped through me, as he buried his face, taking me to the point of no return.
Climbing above me, Austin guided himself to my wet opening, and pushed inside of me. A loud groan escaped us both as he filled me, the warm comfort of my body welcoming him. Slowly, he moved in and out of me, and reaching up, I wrapped my hands around his neck and pulled him closer. I needed to taste his sweet lips, I needed to kiss him, and tell him how much I loved him.
We clasped onto one another, holding on tightly, almost afraid to let go. As our mouths met, I had no doubt that what was happening between us right now would push us to the next level of our relationship. It was magic, pure magic, and as he came inside of me, his hips still moving, I wrapped my thighs tightly around him, forbidding his release. I needed him to stay as long as possible, soften inside of me, and only then I’d let go. I was afraid if he pulled out, he’d never do it again. I knew he would, and knew this moment would happen again – but for right now, everything was right in the world.
Tears of joy slid down my face. I hadn’t felt so relieved in a long time, and with everything inside of me, I said a prayer of thanks, grateful that my marriage was going to be okay. I honestly didn’t know at one point, but I knew now. We’d get through this, and we’d get through anything else we encountered – as long as we did it together.
I didn’t know what Austin was thinking, but he was smiling and naked beside me. That was enough.
“That was amazing,” I said softly, looking at my husband, my beautiful husband. I never once lost my desire for him, and only worried he’d lost it
Paul Davids, Hollace Davids