This woman has no idea how perfect she is. How beautiful, intoxicating. She kneels before me, her gaze darkens, pupils dilate as she watches me stroke my steel shaft. “Do you see what you do to me, Kiki?” I question, my voice raspy with need. She nods, her teeth chewing her lower lip in a sweet, innocent, yet naughty way.
Releasing my cock, I watch as she reaches for me. Her delicate hand wraps around me and my eyes roll back in my head. Jesus fucking Christ. With slow steady movements, she strokes me. Her fingers teasing the pre-cum on the tip.
Suddenly her warm mouth engulfs me sending me soaring. “Fuck, Kiki,” I bite out, grinding my teeth together. She ignores me, cupping my balls as she takes me deeper. Pleasure shoots through me. As if I’ve just shot up, straight into the vein. I’m high. I’m addicted. I’m hers.
Her head bops up and down as she sucks me like she’s been born to do it. A soft hum from deep in her throat zips through my shaft straight to my balls. I’m going to come if she doesn’t stop.
“Baby, enough. Please,” I beg. Pleading with her, but she doesn’t relent. Her mouth continues to pleasure me like it’s her last job before she leaves this earth. This woman will be the death of me. “Kierra,” I grunt as she immediately allows me into her throat and I’m gone. My hips jerk as my orgasm sends me reeling.
Gripping the material of the sofa, I tug at it as I fuck her mouth shooting jets of my hot release into her throat. Every drop is swallowed by my goddess. Her movements slow as she lifts her head off me, licking me until I’m free of the heat of her mouth.
“Was that what you had in mind?” Her lips curl into a sinful smirk. Jesus, this woman.
“Naughty girl. Up, I want to return the favor.” Tugging her up, I position her on the sofa, bent at the waist with those lithe legs spread open. Her smooth glistening pussy greets me as a soft needy moan escapes her lips. “Such a pretty pussy, baby.” I whisper over her sensitive flesh. Reaching up, I grip both cheeks of her pert little ass and open her to my gaze.
With no more words between us, I flatten my tongue, lapping at the sweetness of her cunt. “Oh, God!” She cries out as my tongue darts into the slick folds of her core. She’s wet, drenched. I feast on her body like it’s my last meal. Like I need more of her to survive. To live. Because I do.
With one hand gripping her ass, I use the other to tease her. Slipping two fingers into her tight heat, I finger fuck my woman until she’s squirming. Her whimpers, mewls, and soft sounds of pleasure have me harder than I’ve ever been. Her pussy is tight, pulsing around both digits I now have inside her. Dragging my fingers out, I circle her clit, taunting the hardened nub.
“Please, please, oh fuck,” she moans, louder now. I know she’s close. Her thighs tremble as I continue my pace. Unrelentingly fucking her with my fingers, needing the sweetness she’s about to gift to me.
“Come for me, Kiki. I want to taste that delicious cunt of yours all over my face. I want those juices coating my tongue.” I order her, my tone rough. My cock is solid again, needing to drive into her. To mark and claim her. To show her how beautiful she is with only our bodies.
Dipping both fingers back into her pussy, I use my thumb to tease her clit which sets her off. The orgasm rips through her, causing her to shudder. My mouth is on her in a second, lapping at her release. Fucking perfectly delicious.
Before she can recover from the aftershocks, I pull my fingers from her, rising, I slide into her. My cock fully seated in her tight body. “Fuck, Kierra, you’re so tight.” I grunt, gripping her hips as I pull out and slam back into her.
“Ryan, please… oh, Ryan… god… fuck…” Her voice is hoarse from crying out my name and I don’t stop, I can’t. Her body squeezes my cock, pulling me deeper into the heat of her pussy.
“That’s my girl. You hear that?” I question. Her head moves, I think she’s nodding, but her body is shuddering with another release which only serves to confirm she’s mine. I own her body, every fucking orgasm is mine. “You’re mine, Kierra.”
My words are grunted through thrusts. Our skin slapping against each other in an erotic symphony mingle with the whimpers of the woman I love. Her grip on the sofa is white knuckle tight as I continue to fuck her. This is rough, passionate and it’s everything I want to show and give her.
I’m hers. She’s mine.
Reaching around her, I tweak her clit, tugging it causing her to cry out again, and again. My name. It’s my fucking name. The thought sets me off and I slam into one last time, filling her with not only my cock, but jets and jets of hot seed.
When I finally still, I stroke her back, running a fingertip down her spine. “You’re so beautiful.” I mumble. Turning her head, she regards me with shimmering eyes. “Why are you crying?” I question, startled. My cock slips from her body and I immediately miss her heat.
“I love you.” Three words she breaths as she strokes my face. Her touch jolting my heart. “I just love you.” Again, she tells me the same words and I can’t help smiling.
“And I love you,” I vow. Reaching for her, I lift her, bridal style and walk her into the bathroom. “We need a shower.”
“Now that sounds like fun,” she giggles, stepping into the two-person shower and turning on the spray. When I join her, the water slowly warms and I pull her into my arms.
I grab the body wash and pour some into my hand. Rubbing them together, I massage her shoulders. “Thank you, baby,” I say quietly. Enjoying the feel of her skin.
“For what?”
I’m not sure how to answer her. I can’t find the words to explain to this woman how much she’s given me. Agreeing to be my wife, to allow me to be the man beside her as she goes through life, she’s gifted me the family, I never thought I’d have. Besides Callum and Liam, Kierra is offering me something special. She’s giving me her forever. It’s a gift I will never tire of, but how do I tell her that.
“For being you.”