Page 31 of Possessed By Knox

A gift.

That’s what my wife is. A gift from the universe after dealing me such shitty cards for so long. She sends my heart aching every time I look at her, but right now she has something entirely different aching. The extension of me that’s buried inside of her. In the most literal of ways.

“I want to see you come for me, sweetheart.”

Her breath catches in her throat when I start moving faster, the wet sounds of our lovemaking filling the room and no doubt carrying through the house. I’m glad the kids are with Abby and Ransom for the night so we don’t have to worry about waking them.

I slow down before I can come, keeping my eyes on her as I grind my shaft into her tight, creamy pussy, groaning as her walls pulse hotly around my cock. I shift and angle myself so I’mpressing against her clit with the base of my cock, and I hear her breath catch again as her thighs begin to tremble.

“Oh God,” she pants, burying her fingers in my back as she urges me forward. “Harder…so close.”

I keep the same position, grinding harder into her, slamming deeper until I feel her sex start to pulse faster and her walls tremble. She comes with a scream, a violent shudder rolling through her as her pussy clamps hard around my cock, pushing me off the edge with her. I groan as I pick up speed again, hammering into her through the orgasm as her pussy cinches hard around me, milking me of every drop.

I collapse against her with a heavy grunt, burying my face in her hair and losing myself in the sweet scent that is uniquely hers. We lie in silence for a few minutes before the roaring in my head clears up. She whines when I pull out of her, gasping in surprise when I pick her up from the bed and carry her to the bathroom.

“Knox, what are you doing?” She chuckles, and I put her down and turn to fill the tub.

I pour in some of that rose-scented soap she loves and light up some candles before pulling her in with me. We settle down with her back to my front, sighing at how perfectly we fit.

“Happy anniversary, little bird,” I rasp, kissing her neck as I massage her shoulders. “Three years ago today, you walked into my life and changed it. You made it better.”

“That’s my line,” she says, turning to kiss my chest. “Happy anniversary, honey. I can’t wait to spend my life with you, Knox. This one and the next.”

I laugh, holding her close. “This one and the next.”

~The End