Mira
The entire day had been a little more than overwhelming. My mother was ahead of schedule on her recovery, and Ryan had been given a clean bill of health. We had been married for four and a half months, and dinner went better than I expected. It was like everything was falling into place, finally. It only took several fights, an almost divorce, a fight with a friend, and a kidney transplant to get there, but I was there, and I wasn’t going to complain about it or jinx myself. On the way home in the car I was a little taken aback by it all, but I was also happy to be with Ryan.
After his announcement that he could resume having sex he reached over and took my hand, squeezing it tightly and gazed at me with that look that was so unmistakable. Immediately, heat flashed through my entire body and I wanted him right then and there. I cleared my throat and wiggled in my seat, feeling the flood of juices between my legs. It had been six weeks since we had even touched each other besides a friendly kiss or snuggle. We’d been too afraid to fool around and take a chance on getting him hurt and delaying his full recovery.
He sped up in the car and reached the house in record time. Jumping out of the car, he came to my side, opening the door and lifting me into his arms. I giggled, leaving my purse behind, and wanting nothing more than him. He cradled me as he walked to the front door and I reached down, swinging it open. He kicked it closed behind him and went directly up the stairs to our bedroom, stepping inside and setting me carefully down on my feet. He walked forward, his eyes darkened, reaching out for my jacket and peeling it back off my shoulders.
Normally our sex was hot and needy, with hands flying and limbs up in the air. But this time was different, this time he had patience and care. He lifted up my top and pulled it over my head, drawing me forward and kissing down my neck. His fingers fiddled with my bra, finally getting it undone and carefully removing it from my body. I breathed deeply, already feeling the ecstasy between us raging. He unbuttoned my pants and held my hand as I stepped out of them, looking back up into his eyes.
His big strong arms rolled around me, pulling me in close as he dipped down and kissed me passionately, taking my breath away. He leaned me back until my body hit the bed and then pulled himself over me, kissing my breasts, rubbing his hands up my sides. I reached up and pulled at the buttons on his shirt, watching as he pulled it back over his shoulders, revealing that big strong chest I’d missed so much. He pulled his pants off and moved to the end of the bed in nothing but his black boxer briefs. His cock was solid, and I reached up, carefully running my hand right above the band of his underwear. I sat up as he turned, pressing my lips against the healing incision on his right side, right below his ribs.
When I laid back he moved between my legs, pushing my panties to the side. He slid his middle finger through my folds, rubbing down from my clit and then pushing inside me. I gasped, throwing my head back, feeling him rolling his finger around as he pulled back out. He pushed in again, this time with more force, sliding it slowly back to the tip of his finger. When he went in again he added a finger, forcing a moan from deep down in my chest. He reached his other hand up and began to rub my clit, my juices running down his hand. I reached out and gripped the edge of the bed, screaming out in pleasure as he moved faster and faster inside me.
I looked up at him, meeting his eyes, seeing the pure lust on his face. I gripped onto the comforter and thrust my chest into the air as the heat inside me exploded. He fell to his stomach and rubbed his mouth around through my exploding wetness, pushing the orgasm to a new height. My body rocked under his hot wet mouth until the shaking finally stopped. He picked himself back up to his knees and wiped his chin, smiling down at me. I pulled my panties off and tossed them to the side as he did the same with his boxers.
He crawled across the bed over the top of me and lifted one leg to his side, dipping his hips down and pushing into me. I groaned, feeling the power of his cock deep down inside me. I reached my hands up and dug my fingernails into his shoulders, whimpering in ecstasy as his hips pumped faster and faster. His arms flexed beside me as he waved his body like a snake, rubbing up against my clit, pushing me closer to another climax. I looked up, catching his gaze, butterflies fluttering in my chest as he gritted his teeth and leaned forward, caressing my lips with his. I moaned softly into his mouth, feeling the goosebumps run across his shoulders.
Instantly his hips moved faster, as if feeling the trembling of my voice kicked him into overdrive. He growled, pushing deep inside me and pausing, hanging his head as he controlled his own desires. He turned and kissed me again, this time with a level of ardor I’d never felt from him. He lowered himself further down on me, rubbing his hands through my hair as his tongue teased my lips. Bit by bit, moment by moment his hands slid down my side and pushed beneath me. He untangled his legs from mine and turned, rolling over on his back and pulling me with him.
I straddled him and sat up, pressing my hands to his smooth chest. I flipped my head back, slinging my hair over, feeling it tickle my shoulders. He growled, licking his lips as his hand grabbed onto my waist and began to move me. I groaned, throwing my head back, pressing down against him, grinding my body against his. My clit rubbed hard against his skin, building the heat inside me. I pushed up and then sat back down, sliding his cock deep inside. His hands gripped tighter to me as I shifted, swaying my body like the wind, moving in circles against him. I could barely control the ecstasy flowing through my body, so I closed my eyes and let it take me, feeling every rub, every twitch and every pleasure that his body could bring to mine.
I could feel my climax coming and coming hard, so I grabbed his hands and put them on my tits, feeling his hands grasping me. I began to bounce up and down on his cock, calling out, screaming really — just waiting for the explosion to take me. As I came back down onto his body and swished my hips around, it hit, waves of delectation taking hold, moans and laughter escaping my lips. I didn’t hold back, I didn’t stop, I just continued to grind until every last ounce of enjoyment had dissipated into my stomach.
Breathing hard, I looked down at him and smiled, shaking my head in delight. I wanted more, I didn’t want him to be done with me at all, and to my satisfaction, he wasn’t. He lifted my body off him and set me down on the bed, sitting up and kissing my lips.
“Lay on your side, but face me, I want to see your face,” he whispered.
I nodded, laying down on my side and draping my top leg over his hip. He scooted closer to me, lifting my leg over his waist and he grabbed his shaft, rubbing it over my still pulsating clit. I shivered from the feeling, spreading my legs wider, welcoming him into my soft silken pussy. He pushed in slowly and pulled on my hips, diving as far in as he could. I gasped, laying my head down on the pillow, biting my bottom lip, and watching his dedication and concentration as he fucked me gently, but with need.
He leaned forward and kissed me, his hips still pumping, my heel pushing on his back every time he pulled away. His breathing increased until the moment he could no longer move his lips against mine. He just fucked me, fast and soft, groaning into my hungry mouth, feeling every inch of me. I could tell he was getting close, and I couldn’t wait to feel the pleasure of his explosion.
Suddenly he paused and pulled out, turning me onto my back. He sat up on his knees and laid my ankles over his shoulder, grabbing his shaft and quickly pushing back into me. He started to thrust, this time deep and hard, pushing into me fast. I could feel his restraint, his body holding back, and I smoothed my hands up his chest.
“Look at me,” I groaned, catching his stare. “Let go, just let it go. I want to feel you come.”
“Yeah?” he said breathlessly, pumping his hips even faster. “You want to feel me?”
“Yes,” I screamed out, his body slapping hard against my clit.
We both screamed and groaned in harmony, our bodies rallying against each other, pushing for release. As he thrust against me one last time, he leaned forward, grabbing my waist and picking my ass up in the air. He groaned, pushing hard, barely moving his hips, his body pulsing. Gritting my teeth, I tossed my head back, rolling my eyes as another wave of pleasure pushed through me. Our bodies shook, and my pussy wrapped tightly around his cock as he released his hot seed inside me. He groaned, his eyes closed, his mouth hanging open. His fingers dug into my flesh and didn’t release until the both of us collapsed in exhaustion into the bed.
I pulled myself up to his side and leaned my head against his arm, breathing heavily. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest and his beating against his. I laughed, shaking my head, trying to settle myself.
“Wow,” I said, turning to him, rubbing his chest with my hand. “That was the best ever.”
“It was probably the best I’ll ever have,” he laughed through his panting. “That was amazing.”
He turned to me and leaned in, kissing my lips gently, then pulling back, letting his head fall to the pillow. I pulled the sheets up over us and laid my head on his shoulder, staring at the way his hair began to curl as it reached his neck. I pressed my lips against his hot skin and smiled, enjoying every minute of my time with him.
“I have to admit,” he said. “These months, all in all, have been absolutely amazing with you. They are seriously better than I ever imagined them to possibly be.”
“I agree,” I smiled. “It’s been unexpected to say the least, but I can’t imagine any of this going any better. It was like we were both supposed to be here, like this was our place in the world to meet.”
“And I’m so glad that we did,” he said, rubbing my shoulder.
It was really nice to hear him say the words, but still, even in that moment of honesty between the two of us, love was never mentioned.