Chapter 28

Christina

“I can’t believe it!” I yelp. I rush towards David. It has only been a few years, and he’s graduating, I bought my own hotel…and we’re having a baby. Yes, we’re starting our own family, together. Can you believe it? We can’t believe today. All this news comes at once and we’re just amazed. The hotel deal closes, David finished his degree, and I got a positive on my pregnancy test. We aren’t like other people, we move damn fast on our goals. Together, we’re unstoppable.

We were both so busy with our respective responsibilities that when we both finally made it to the mansion tonight — yes, I live with David in that party pad he first introduce me to as Mr. M — that we al most don’t even have time for words, just fucking.

For a moment I can’t breathe, I’m so fucking excited. I run toward him, as short a distance as it is, and wrap my arms around him. I can’t stand the idea of him waiting a second longer to have an answer but I have to touch him.

I’m yanking off my clothes like I have a personal vendetta against them or something because I need to be bared skin against David’s mouth, his body, his cock. I crave him more than I’ve ever needed anything in my life. Even the few seconds it takes to pull off my clothes is maddening.

David laughs, tearing off his own clothes. Watching him unwrap my package – those eight-pack abs, those defined muscles in his thighs, his firm pecs, and of course that magical, massive, monster cock? Damn, my mouth is watering at the sight of him.

We both get completely naked as quickly as we can. We don’t have time to waste! There’s already been too much time apart, and we both know it, so we run toward each other. When we meet, we’re a wet mess of kissing and fondling each other, a tangled mess of lips and hands and hips, all pressing together, desperate to connect. Our bodies are moving with a desperation like we were lost at sea. In a way, it was exactly like that, having tides pull us apart and being unsure of how to find each other or what direction we were even going in. I never want to be lost like that again. I’ve found everything I desire in loving David, and I won’t ever let anything come between us again.

I press my lips against his but rather than kiss him just yet, I relish the feeling of his warmth on my lips. I know that he’s mine. I stroke up and down his arms and savor the sensation of him, and finally start to kiss him. He's tender and patient for a few seconds before the wellspring of passion he’s certainly been saving for this moment threatens to burst.

David needs me so bad that we aren’t even getting horizontal. He backs us up against a wall and lifts one of my arms over my head with one hand and one of my legs with his other hand. His knees spread my thighs apart and he slides into me. His cock fills me up so tight and completely that a low moan escapes my lips at just the sensation.

David fucks me against the wall so there’s absolutely no give in his unrelenting thrusts. No man has ever made me feel claimed or owned before, and I’ve never even wanted that, but the rough yet tender way he’s slamming into me and marking me as his makes me literally swoon at the idea of being his forever.

His mouth is over mine but we’re both breathing over each other’s lips, sucking in air by the lungful and trying to keep up with the furious intensity of our arousal.

“Fuck I want to be inside your pussy forever,” David moans, burying his face in my neck. His hands grip my hips and he slams even harder and deeper into me.

I take my now free hands and lock them behind his neck, holding him close to me. “I was made for you, David. I love you so much!” I cry out, the sensation of his teeth on my neck sending shivers through my body.

I start grinding my clit against him while he pumps into me, and the effect is almost instant. I’m tremoring, covered in sweat, a slick sheen shimmering all over my body.

“Hold tight,” David says, and I comply so that he can carry me over to the couch. It's silly, but after all of the stress of our separations, I’m all warm and gooey inside when he holds me, when he says such mushy things like hold tight, even if he means it literally right now. Still, I'll hold tight to him so he can move me and fuck me like only he knows how. And I'll hold tight to him in my heart and never let him go. He pulls his cock out of me and puts me up on my knees so that my back is to his stomach. His hands close over mine, fingers entwining. His cock strokes into me.

I can’t believe how deep, how perfect he feels inside me. Pushing back against him, I thrust myself backward and squeeze his cock with all the strength my pussy has. David fucks me so thoroughly that I could come from any one of the ways that he touches me, but when his mouth goes back to my neck, I know right now there’s only one way.

Just when I’m right on the edge, the very cusp of my orgasm, I collapse from the peak because David pulls out!

“Fuuuuck!” I cry out, and he gives me that mischievous grin.

“I need you,” I yelp, and before he can slam back into me, I flip myself around and wrap my legs around him, pulling him forward and guiding his perfect cock back into my pussy. I take him so deep it feels like I might burst, but I need every inch of him inside my pussy.

“I need you, too, baby,” David says with a laugh. “I was just going to change positions, I was going to keep fucking you. I never want to stop. I need to be buried inside you.”

Moaning, I groan in time with the feel of him pumping inside me. I didn’t think he wouldn’t fuck me again, but I just couldn’t wait. I’ve waited long enough. We both have!

David pumps long, delicious strokes into me that make me shiver, and I’m back on the cusp of my orgasm in no time at all.

“That’s right, come for me baby, come all over my cock.” David holds the back of my neck and cradles me toward him. My body quakes as I'm filled up with huge jets of cum. He loads my pussy up and nibbles on my neck. Thrills sink deep into my bones, the lust and perfection of us finally together again almost too much to bear. Gasping for air, I ride out the shockwaves of my orgasm until my toes can finally uncurl. I mean, for now, because I know how hard David makes me come when he fucks me. How much.

His mouth at my neck makes me shiver with need. He pulls back and lies me down on the sofa, his body on top of my mine while he holds me, cradles me, and kisses me everywhere. He’s not just a horny man right now, but he’s the love of my life and he’s touching me in a way that’s almost reverent. I sink my fingers into his hair, holding him close to me. His thumb is on my clit and his fingers slide into my pussy and I yelp at the sudden erotic invasion.

“Mmm, you’re so wet for me,” David groans, dipping his face onto my wet pussy and sucking on my clit. His fingers dig into my hips and pull me closer to him. David is a man possessed right now and I let my eyes roll back in their orbits as he tastes me. His stroking tongue makes me buck my hips to meet his touch even more and I forget how to breathe for a second.

“Fuck my mouth, baby,” I tell him when I start to come back down to reality from the sensations of him all over me. “I want to swallow you up.” I giggle, giddy with lust...and love.

David laughs a little, too, and he brings his cock up to my face. First, my tongue rolls over the head of his cock, and then I let him slide completely into my mouth. My tongue strokes at the sides and my mouth grips him with the best suction that I can manage. I suck him hard, because now it's my turn to drain the energy out of him with an orgasm and swallow him up. His cock tastes like the perfect melding of our tastes, and I can’t wait to add his cum to the mix.

Pumping faster, David strokes into my mouth and down my throat, feeling me swallow him. The suction is hard to maintain because David’s cock is so enormous, but it's so worth it. I moan on his cock, making the vibrations hum all over his skin. My fingers pull his ass toward me. David thrusts harder and harder, groaning as his orgasm builds. I feel his cock get somehow harder in my mouth before he starts to explode. He keeps pumping and I’m drinking up every last drop of his cum. I love that he doesn’t hold back. He’ll never have to with me. I swallow him, sucking him tight until he’s emptied out this load and he pulls his cock out of my mouth. The wet popping sound almost sets off a switch in me, giving me some newfound vigor for riding David now. “My turn now,” I say as he stands up. I put my legs up and slide my ankles up to his shoulders, and angle myself so that his cock buries deep inside of me at such a deep angle that I know I’ll practically come a few thrusts in.

David’s fingers tug at my nipples, making me shiver in rolling tremors while I impale myself on his cock again and again as fast as I can. His hips slam into me and I hold onto the back of the couch for leverage.

“I love your cock so deep in me, David. You fuck me so good I forget my own name. When David is fucking me, I’m his and nothing else matters. It's the kind of intensity that I didn’t even know could exist and now I crave it more than anything else in the world. Truly belonging to someone is the most magical sensation. “Because you’re my fucking soulmate and I knew it.”

David pulls me down and slides his cock back into me when he’s holding me, my back pressed against his stomach while we’re on our sides. I lift up my leg to make sure that when he slides back into me that the angle is perfectly deep. “Damn right, Christina. You’re mine always. Nothing will ever stand between us again.”

“Never again. I really mean it. What we have is special, and we can never let anything threaten that.” I grab one of his hands and squeeze it in mine.

David’s mouth finds my neck, kissing a trail until his lips close over mine. We roll our hips together and kiss passionately and I feel like I’m inside of an orgasm and it just keeps expanding. My body is on fire in the best way possible and I never want the sensation to stop. I feel David tugging my nipples again and I moan, a low sound from deep in my throat pouring out of my body at the depth of pleasure that he’s brought out.

When we both come up for air from the kiss, I bite my lip and roll my hips back to take him even harder.

“I want to ride you—“

I can barely get the words out before pulls his cock out of me, flips us over, and sets me on top of him on the floor. The pleasure of having no give against the wall was enormous, but now I have purchase and leverage, but absolutely no give as I slam my pussy down on his cock. Swallowing up every inch of his enormous cock, I’m struggling to stay upright with the trembling pre-orgasmic waves already wracking my body.

David’s hands run up and down my breasts, stroke at my neck. I look into his eyes and see such love and adoration. That only turns me on more. I pump faster, fucking him as hard as I can, and close my mouth over his again. Kissing David is almost as erotic as fucking him, and kissing him while fucking him makes me feel like I’m on top of the world. We inhale each other, breathing through each other and tasting the raw need that consumes us both.

Bouncing up and down on him, I feel his cock start to jump inside me, ready to explode. And as much as I love being filled with his cum, I still crave the way he marked me as his with some very healthy shots from the love gun. I break away from our kiss and lift myself up off his cock. I stroke his cock with both of my hands because that’s just how big that monster is, and I point it at my tits.

“Fuck, I love your tits,” David groans before his eyes roll back in their orbits while he jets cum all over my tits.

When he’s finally done firing off, I look at him and bring my tits up to my face. I swirl my tongue around the nipples and lick up the mess we just made.

David picks me up again, like I’m some kind of ragdoll, and bends me over, slamming into me again. My tits jiggle so hard I’d fall over if he wasn’t holding my thighs up while he slammed into me. His mouth is on the back of my neck. The heat of his breath makes me shiver.

“You don’t run out of cum, do you, David?” I moan out the words, whimpering from the sheer speed and strength of his thrusts.

“Babe, you don’t either. We’re making up for lost time.” David's hands stroke up the length of my body, gripping my tits, and trailing his fingers down my sides. Finally, he grips my ass and starts to almost completely pull out of me, pressing his cock at every sensitive spot inside my pussy and stroking long and deep now. The tantalizingly slow pace makes me pant in time with his every thrust. “I will fuck you forever and still want more.”

“Mmm, same,” I moan out. I bring my fingers down to my clit, my pussy aching for touch because of how he’s torturing me with these long, deep strokes.

The circles I work in my clit make my pussy start gripping David’s cock even harder and I hear him growl at the feel of me milking him.

It brings him so close to coming that he actually starts to slam deep into me again and stops pulling out so far and so much. He can’t take it anymore. The increased speed and maintained depth of his thrusts steals my breath. My fingers fall from my clit and I’m reaching out desperately for anything to grab a hold of. There’s nothing, but luckily David’s got me so I’m not about to collapse like a falling circus tent. It just feels like it because I’m quaking beneath him.

Finally, we're both spent. David pulls me from under him and we cuddle, me tucked into the crook of his arm, for I have no idea how long. The emotional weight of finally being back together again pulls me into a calm and dreamless sleep while I listen to his heartbeat returning to a normal place after our mini-marathon of orgasms.

I remember my eyes fluttering shut, and then I felt them open again. David wasn’t asleep but holding me. Stroking my hair and watching me sleep.

“You’re gorgeous,” David says, pressing a kiss into my forehead. “You’re so fucking perfect. I didn’t know I could love someone so much.”

Tears are going to well up in my eyes all over again if he keeps that up. I prop my head up in my palm, elbow resting on his chest. “Good. I’m not great at sharing. I can’t bear the idea of you being anything but mine.”

“I love only you. I've never felt the way I do for you, never felt that for anyone else.”

“David, I thought my life was just so empty. I need you, babe.” I get up off my elbows and stand up.

David rises as well and wraps his strong arms around me, holding me so that the hard wall of his eight-pack abs crushes my breasts against him.

“I need you, too.”

And he’s not lying.

I feel an enormous erection when he holds me. I don’t even realize what’s happening until I’m gasping, but David lifted me up and lowered me down on his cock. I had no idea a man could do that like I was light as a feather, but then he starts rolling his hips and I’m glad he’s holding me because a tiny breeze could knock me over. His cock hits all the right places inside me, making me moan loudly. David carries us to the couch, and he stands while I sit, and I match his fucking stroke for stroke.

I really want to taste us together again. I crave it as much as I need oxygen to survive. I spread my legs wide as I can and I use my hands to pump up so that David’s cock is fucking so deep that I’m a wobbling, quivering mess on the couch. “Babe, when we come, I want to kiss you with our tastes in our mouths.”

I’m panting, barely able to get the words out.

David cups my face. “Anything for my woman.” He strokes faster. “As you command,” David says with the perfect smugness I’ve come to expect from him. It's exactly that moment that his orgasm ricochets into my own, our body’s clamoring for release and finding solace in each other’s rhythm.

“Fuuuuuck!” I scream out, because my pussy is trying to shove his cock right out of me, I’m coming so hard.

David relents when I feel my cum dripping down my thighs, and he brings his cock up to finish in my mouth so we can swap cum.

I hold out my tongue, and the spurting head jets his hot cum onto it. I hold it there and run close my lips over his cock, sucking up my cum coating his cock now. “Mmm,” I moan, letting him know I have what I need.

David pulls his cock out of my mouth and grips my face to kiss me. Our tongues dance over our mixed juices, tasting each other together as we kiss and our bodies entwine. When we finally come up for air, I’d believe you if you said it had been five seconds, but I’d also believe you if you said it had been five hours. Time hardly seems to exist when I’m with David. Only the happiness, and lust, we share seems to have any real lasting effect on reality.

“Goddamn you’re so perfectly filthy!” I say, laughing. “You’re the only person I know as comfortable with being a fucking sex animal like I am,” I tell David.

He laughs now. “Yeah, I got around, but until you and I fucked, I basically feel like those were dirty training wheels. Sex with you means so much more than it ever did with anyone else I’ve ever slept with. In fact, you’re the only person it has ever meant anything with.” David kisses my forehead and pulls me close to him. He traces circles over my skin and keeps me tight in his hold.

“Yeah, sex with you is like I’m seeing shit, feeling shit for the very first time. Everything else feels like it was out of focus compared to how heightened everything feels with you.” I flatten my palm against David’s chest. Over his heart, feeling the steady rhythm. “Since you’ve been in my life, I haven’t been able to imagine a life without you in it.” I kiss him softly. A tender, sweet peck.

“Christina, I can’t have a life without you.” David pulls me tighter into his arms, wrapping them around me completely and squeezing me so hard I could break.

“I can’t believe how much things have changed. Are you really going to let Thomas run girls out of your hotel? Aren’t you naughty,” David says with a laugh.

“Yes. He was a pretty good sport about staying a family friend, even losing me. And I want a safe place for girls with a safe pimp. Thomas is a good guy, you know?” I kiss David’s nose, stroking his forearms.

“You know, I wasn’t sure about him at first, but when I realized that he really did have your best interests at heart, and he would work with me at my devious schemes, I was just fine with that. Just fine with him. He is a pretty good guy. But that baby,” David says, laughing and rubbing my stomach, “better be a girl so I don’t have to name it Thomas!”

I burst into laughter.

“Yeah, I don’t think you’re supposed to name the baby after you’re pimp,” I tell him in a mockingly scolding voice.

“Well, I don’t think you’re supposed to have a baby with your stepson,” David says, already moving to dodge my smacks.

“Guess we’re both bad,” I say with a huge, silly grin. Because, like, my life is so perfect now. There was a time when it so wasn’t. My life was twisted up and boring, shriveled and basically taking away from my joy.

I didn’t find my joy in the most conventional way, and I didn’t find love in the most conventional way, either.

My first marriage? Terrible. I just had to get out of there, but my ex-husband decided to have a heart attack on a prostitute. Yes, not really decided. But anyhow, that’s what ended my first marriage.

Now, despite being married to the man who is technically, by my first marriage, my stepson, I’ve got higher hopes.

But whether or not you’re in a taboo relationship, you’re going to have naysayers. And you just can’t listen to them, seriously! When you find the person you love, don’t let anything get it in your way. Love is in a unstoppable force in a world in constant motion, so slow down and taste your happiness today…just my two cents!