Chapter 13
Reid
The drive home feels like it takes forever.
I'm impatient. What can I say? I have a beautiful wife. I have been waiting for weeks to make her mine. Every second has been excruciating.
But I power through it. For her sake. Because I want the first time to be perfect.
God, I love this woman.
We have only known each other for a short time, but already she's making me a better man. She's made me see there's more to life than being a celebrity.
In my quest to be a big fucking star, I've missed out on so much. Companionship. Real, genuine companionship.
And family.
Family.
I haven't been part of a family in a very long time. Not since I left Utah, three months before my eighteenth birthday. Now that I look back on it, I know I was too fucking young then to be on my own. With no one to guide me. No one to advise me. No one to come home to.
No one.
Sure, I turned out all right. I learned how to take care of myself. I learned to rely on nobody. To trust nobody. To need nobody. I learned that hard work helps me forget what I'm missing.
I did forget...
Until I met this beautiful woman.
I love her so much my heart aches.
The house I bought, I bought for her. Even though it cost me over a million dollars, it's a very small token of my love for her. I want to give her more. I want to give her the whole fucking world.
I want to give her a part of me.
And I want to have a part of her.
Before I met Kate, I never thought I'd want children. In fact, I was sure I didn't.
Until I looked into those beautiful eyes. Then it hit me. Like a fucking lightning bolt.
I want more than a wife. More than a companion.
I want a family. Of my own. A reason to live.
I want a part of both of us. Little people who we can love and guide, together. Who we can watch, with awe, as they take their first steps, go to school the first day, get their first job. Graduate from college.
A beautiful part of both of us.
But first things first.
The minute we pull up to our house, I scoop my wife into my arms and carry her inside. She objects to being carted around like an infant, but I don’t care. I’m carrying her over the threshold.
“Reid, I can walk,” she informs me, laughing as I tromp up the front steps.
“I'm carrying you over the threshold, dammit,” I tell her when she starts wriggling in my arms. Her squirming is making my dick hard again. “Now, be still. Or you're going to regret it.”
Of course she doesn’t stop.
I push through the front door and take her right to the bedroom. I set her on the bed.
“Wait here.”
Obedient but silently protesting, she flops onto her back.
I head for the bathroom and crank on the bathtub. Then I return to my beautiful wife.
She's waiting for me, with a glorious smile on her face.
I don't know if I'll ever get used to that sight. “Kate, you’re more spectacular than any ocean view. More brilliant than a midday sun. More awe-inspiring than a perfectly clear night sky, filled with millions of glittering stars.”
“You're a romantic,” she says. “I never expected that.”
“Neither did I,” I admit. I sit beside her and slowly undress her, kissing every inch of skin I expose. She giggles when I kiss her ticklish stomach. And shivers with goose bumps when I nip the back of her neck. I discover every sensitive spot on her body before I'm through.
Once I have her undressed, I shuck my clothes. Then, ignoring her protests, I take her into my arms again and carry her to the bathroom. I climb into the full tub, holding her and sit, keeping her on my lap. My dick is harder than fucking granite again, but I won't take her yet. I am forcing myself to be patient. I’m hoping the bath will help me hold out for a little while.
I lean forward and inhale deeply. Damn she smells good. I can't get that scent deep enough. I want it all over me. All over our bed. Our house. Everywhere.
I scoop some water into my cupped hand and pour it over her shoulder. She moans and I grit my teeth. My balls are going to explode. But there's nothing I can do about it right now.
“This is nice,” she murmurs. She reclines back against me. “I can’t believe it’s all over. That the show is done, and we get to live like this forever.”
Yep, I have to grit even harder. My teeth are going to shatter.
Deciding I need to focus on something other than the soft pillow of her ass resting on my thighs, I grab the soap and lather up my hands. Slick, they glide over her skin. Stomach. Shoulders. Arms.
Breasts.
Nipples.
She whimpers. It's such a fucking sweet sound. It makes me want to do all kinds of dirty things to her, just to make her whimper again and again.
I try to be satisfied by tweaking those sweet nipples, rolling them between my forefingers and thumbs. But it isn't enough. I soap up my hands again and slide them down her body.
To her mound.
Her thighs part.
She whimpers again.
Oh fuck, I'm done.
I find her little clit and stroke it. Round and round.
Her hips start rocking.
I'm going to die.
Pulses of electricity charge through me, followed by surges of heat. My balls throb, my racing pulse pounding between my legs, up through my chest.
She drops her head back and moans and I lose it. That’s it. I can’t wait any longer. I lift her out of the bath and lay her on the bed, dripping wet. With hair wet and droplets of water shimmering all over her body, she looks like a water nymph. A goddess.
I push her knees apart and watch her flushed, pink folds unfurl. There can't be a more spectacular sight than this, not in the whole fucking universe. I find her clit and lave it with my tongue. Again and again. She's sweeter than the juiciest berry. I can't get enough. I suckle it, and she bucks beneath me.
“That's it, baby. Cum for me.” I slip a fingertip inside her, hitting the thin membrane of her innocence. Her wet folds clamp around it, and my dick twitches. Soon, very soon I’ll know how it feels being buried inside this sweet pussy. I can’t wait. But I’m taking it slow. I don't want to hurt her.
“Please,” she murmurs, tossing her head from side to side. “Ohmygosh.”
I add a second finger, gently stretching her. I feel her orgasm before she does. Her juices coat my fingers and her insides spasm. She shivers from head to toe. It is a spectacular sight. And it makes my balls so heavy I'm going to need a wheelbarrow to fucking move them.
She claws at my arm. “Please,” she begs. It's so pretty, the way she purses her lips for me.
I kiss her slit, lapping up the juices seeping from them, lubricating my fingers. “This is going to hurt a little,” I warn her as I run my tongue around her entry. “Are you afraid?”
“Not afraid. Dying. For you.” She's panting. She grabs my hair and pulls and I climb up her body, hands on either side of her, hips wedged between her creamy thighs, cock resting right there, at her hot, wet entrance. One small thrust and I will be inside. “Yes.” She reaches down, grabs my ass and pushes it.
I like to think I'm a fucking strong-willed man after all I’ve done for this woman. But when my wife shoves my dick into her folds, I can not hold back. I bite my lip and plunge in.
Ohhhhhhh. Fuuuuuuck.
It's hell, but I don’t move. I want to pound her soft, tight pussy until my load shoots deep inside her. But I won't.
No, I won't.
Fuck.
This is pure torture. The worst kind.
I angle down and kiss her, my tongue plunging in and out like I want my dick to do.
“Reid. Oh gosh. So big.” She groans and moans and whimpers, fingernails digging into my ass. The sharp pleasure-pain feels so fucking good. I gently ease out, leaving just the tip inside. Then I slowly drive deep again.
Those little fingernails gouge my skin. “Ohmygosh, Reid!” She quivers. “So… good!”
Encouraged by my wife’s reaction, I slowly glide forward and back, in and out. I'm in heaven. No, hell. Oh fuck, what do I know? I'm on fire. And I can't stop fucking her now. In and out, in and out. A little faster. The bed’s springs squeak. I'm vaguely aware of the sound. I'm much more aware of the pleas of my horny little wife.
“Yes! Oh yes!”
It's time for her to cum again. I won't. Not until I feel her tight pussy quiver around me. I sit upright on my knees and draw circles over her clit. “Cum, baby.”
I can barely breathe. My whole body is tight. Every nerve stretched to the snapping point. Every muscle cramping. This is going to be one hell of an orgasm. It's building like a hurricane inside me.
She screams as she cums, and I let loose. The added lube from her orgasm eases my way as I drive deep. I feel the cum burn down my dick and then an inferno blasts through me. I blow every drop into her, as deep as I can. Thrusting over and over, until I'm totally spent.
Completely sated, I roll onto my side, taking my wife with me, folding my arms around her precious little body. She’s breathing hard. So am I. I kiss her forehead. “Are you all right? I didn’t hurt you too badly, did I?”
She sighs and wriggles against me, presses a kiss to my chest. “All right? I’ve just experienced the most incredible, mind-blowing thing in my life.” She kisses my chest again, her index finger drawing circles over my pounding heart. She lifts her big, wide, beautiful eyes to me and says the words I can never hear enough “Reid Carter, I love you. Before I met you, I had no idea that love could be like this. That I could live what I once thought was complete fantasy.” The corners of her gorgeous mouth curve into a stunner of a smile. “You’ve made a lot of promises to me. I’m going to make one to you, too. I promise to give you all the love that you deserve.”