Chapter 6
Night fell and Annie snuggled up in the crook of Tommy’s big arm, grateful for the end of a long stressful day shopping and preparing the food for the holiday. “Annie, you know I love you, right?” His voice sounded worried.
“Yes, honey, I love you too.” She lifted her head to look into his big brown eyes. They still made her melt every time she looked at him.
“Being gone all day with you here alone with Marti really had me worried. I don’t like to feel like this.” He pulled her in closer to him, letting out a long deep breath.
“Oh, honey, don’t worry, we fought most of the day. I mean, I’m worried about her. She said she wanted to buy Robinson’s and I kinda jumped on her. She’s been in her room since we got home.”
“Buy Robinson’s? What for? How long is she going to be here?”
“I don’t know, honey, she’s going through a lot. She needs us. She called her mom and invited her over for Thanksgiving and her mom said no. She hasn’t seen her in months, and she told her no. Just like that. I thought Marti was gonna cry. Poor gal. She’s just got so much going on and no one but us right now.” Annie sighed. “And then I jumped on her at the store. Not a good day.”
Tommy reached his big arm across her, cupping her cheek and kissed her, his mouth gently crushing her lips. “God, woman, I love you.”
“I love you too, honey.” She brought her hand up to his chest, feeling his shoulders contract as he caressed her face.
His fingers slowly traced her nipple, feeling it harden, his lips never leaving her mouth as he slid his hand to her hip, whispering her name, sliding his fingers down her belly. “Tommy…no, Marti is just over there,” nodding toward the door.
He scrunched his eyes, “What? I can’t make love to my lady because Marti’s here?”
“It’s not that, it’s just that she is ju - ” she quivered. His tongue slid down her belly, his lips leaving light kisses brushing the skin just below her navel. Her heart beat wildly, she moaned and wriggled her hips, “Shhh…”
He slid between her thighs and spread her lips with his fingers and gently lapped at her folds, tasting the sweet creaminess of her sex. Tommy liked to play, a lot. He was very well endowed and never wanted to hurt her small, thin body. He wanted her to be wet and ready…begging for release.
“Tommy, please….please, honey… Tommy…” Her words were barely audible as he made love to her wet vulva with his kisses, his tongue and his fingers. She arched and thrust her hips into his face; her hand grabbed the pillow, and covered her mouth, trying desperately to stifle her screams. His tongue circled relentlessly on her clit, bringing her closer and closer to climax.
Licking her crazy as his tongue brought her to the edge over and over again. “Hon - Honey...Fuck me….fuck me...now….” she whispered desperately.
He rose up putting all his weight on his arms and slid between her legs, positioning himself above her, careful not to squash her. He was huge compared to her small frame. She reached down between them and stroked his shaft, circling her finger around the tip. He shivered. With a delicate touch, she guided it to her pussy and caressed the head onto the folds of her wet sex. She moaned and wriggled. Her loins were on fire, her heart beating out of her chest, her nipples hard and burning in the cool air. She wanted him. She needed to feel him inside her as her body quivered and shook, begging for him. She was ready and she knew this huge, sex-god of a man was about to deliver.
With a slow steady push, he was inside her. She cried out. He withdrew and entered her again. “Fuck! Oh, yesss….Fuck it, honey, fuck!” With every thrust, she let out a groan, feeling the pain, the pleasure, the fire burning inside her. She wanted to wait, to make it last, but his hips rocking his hard cock inside her and the sensation of her tender clit being rhythmically massaged by the shaft was too titillating for her. Her legs flailed high up in the air and then tightly around his back as her orgasm came fast and hard, ripping through her body.
He took her ‘right there’ moment to gently slide his finger in her tight puckered ass. She winced as his finger entered her and then caused another surge of heat to rush through her body. His finger stroked the tender hole as his cock filled her pussy, her whole body convulsed as her pussy and ass pulsated in unison through each wave of ecstasy, her hips grinding, pulling him in deeper as her orgasm crashed through her body.
Tommy pounded into her now like a wild animal. In and out, in and out and she felt him tense up, his cock jerked as it burst a fresh, yummy, hot, spurt of cum deep inside her. And then another. He groaned. She shuddered.
Their bodies thrashed together in the shadows of the moonlight beaming through the second story window.
He trembled, sliding his finger out of her ass. The sweat and heat had built up between them, and he slid right off of her. They lay there, motionless, spineless, trying to catch their breath.
“Holy Mary, Mother of God.” Tommy whimpered. “Thank you, God Almighty for the most beautiful, wonderful, amazing fiancé in the world,” he whispered. She smiled, snuggling up next to him. “Ditto, God.”
They snuggled up close and fell asleep in each other’s arms, spent and listless not knowing that Marti was grieving in the next room, listening to the passionate sex and love making, tears falling from her eyes. She missed it.
She missed him.