Page 73 of The Marriage Agreement
I bend my neck to give more access, and he nips at my nape just as his fingers enter me. He nudges my legs wide open and thrusts his fingers in and out of my soaking pussy. I press my back against him as the sensation he is causing at my center spreads around my body and close my eyes as I savor his masterful strokes. He takes my wetness and rubs it against my clit as he whispers, “Open your eyes and see how beautiful you are.” I do. “Your pussy is glistening with your cum.” He dips into my pussy and rubs the juice around my nipples. I writhe and moan in pleasure. My backside rides against his hard dick. But he still continues his ministrations.
“Give me your cock,” I say in a strangled voice, my hand wandering to his erection.
“No.” He slaps my hand away and continues to drive me insane with his magical fingers. They’re all over my body. His right-hand rubs my clit, while his left caresses my breasts and wanders up and down my body. I feel my toes curl as the wave of pleasure approaches and washes over me. My body jerks and my pussy squeezes Damien’s fingers as I moan in ecstasy. We stay in the same position as I gather my energy while Damien drops lazy kisses on my neck, nape, and cheek from time to time. The kisses are spontaneous and they keep the sexual energy between us flowing.
My hand goes to his cock, he moans when I make contact. I clasp him and stoke. He is hard as a rock, but instead of indulging in the pleasure I am offering, he swipes my hand away again, lifts me, and flips me onto the bed so that I am under him and he is over me. “Couldn’t take it any longer?” I say arching my back and angling my pussy toward his cock. He presses me down and smiles before sliding down my body and stoppingwhen he reaches my pussy. His tongue laps at my center. I moan in surprise. He begins another attack on m pussy, this time with his tongue. Going slowly, at first, as though he’s worshipping me, licking and lapping as though he has all the time in the world. Then thrusting his tongue inside me, mimicking an act I so desperately desire. The second orgasm takes longer to come, but he draws it out of me so patiently that by the time I reach the peak, I thrash and whimper, my words barely inaudible as I scream his name.
Damien comes back up again and kisses me on the mouth, my taste on his tongue. Tasting myself on him is heady and pleasing in a primal way I don’t fully understand. His cock is still hard, pushing against my pussy. I put my arms around him and draw him down to me. “Am I not too heavy for you?” He asks softly.
“On the contrary, I love how your body feels against mine. Like we were always meant to be like this.” His cock nudges just a little at my entrance and I push myself against it. He tries to draw back, but desire is controlling him now. “Fuck.” He groans against my neck as I press my pussy on his cock. Angling myself, so his head enters an inch. “Fuck me Ivy, I said tonight is for you.”
I press against and another inch enters. His groan is louder this time, but he doesn’t withdraw. “What if what I want is for you to be inside me?”
“Fuck Ivy.” He slides another half of an inch in. “Fuck,” he says as he buries his cock to the hilt. “You feel so good, oh god.” His words are strained with naked desire. He doesn’t slow down or take his time. His strokes are fast and maniacal. Like a man possessed, he makes love like I am the last person he will ever sleep with. Even though he takes his pleasure, he gives so much in return. He always makes sure to pay attention to my needs. He tongues my nipples when he feels my desire waning. Damien kisses me to show me how much he is loving what we’redoing. He thrusts harder and faster until I can no longer take it anymore and as another wave of orgasm reaches me, I feel Damien go rigid and then his cock pulsates as he comes inside me. My pussy walls milk his cock as we come together.
“Oh fuck,” he screams, “I love you so much,” as he melts on top of me.
I clutch his head and slip my hands into his silky hair. “I love you too,” I whisper in his ear. He jolts onto his elbow and looks down at me. “Do you?”
“Of course. I’ve loved you longer than you’ve loved me.”
He bends down and gives me the sweetest kiss he has ever given me. Full of promise of what is yet to come. “And I was a fool to not see it.”
The End