Page 50 of In the Light of Day

Standing, he lifts me at the same time so my body is draped over his and I can smell his clean linen scent. The comfort it brings, only adding to this sense of calm he gives me. Opening the shower door, he takes a warm towel from the heated rail and places it over my shoulders, which only causes me to snuggle deeper into him.

He walks with a purpose into my bedroom,I guess it's our bedroom now,and throws the duvet on the floor. It lands in a pile in front of my floor length mirror and he places me down on its pillowy softness. Lying on my back, my head near the mirror, he spreads my legs, running his thumb between my wet folds.

“I've been thinking. I want to try and show you how I see you. I want to take you in front of this mirror. Fuck you from behind so you can watch yourself come undone on my cock. I want you to see how powerful you are. How beautiful you are to me.”

The passion I see in his eyes is unmistakable and he starts slowly circling my clit, dipping his thumb in and out of me, spreading my wetness as I arch my back and look at our upside down reflection. Ace is kneeling in front of me, his thighs holding mine open as he looks down, his slow attack on my pussy making me want what he's offering. Reaching up, I trail my fingers across my body, pinching my nipples as I let out a deep moan. His thumb continuing its slow assault against me.

Suddenly, his body drops over mine, his hands coming to rest by my head and I let out a small squeal of surprise. The pleasure that was building falling away as his hands leaves my pussy. His body is so large when he does this, surrounds me, that for a silent pause, I'm back down there. It only takes a second for my mind to catch up that we’re okay, it's just Ace, but I see the flicker in his eyes that he saw me waver in my decision.

“You ready for me?” he growls, sucking on my earlobe and tugging it. “Remember you're in control.”

“I’ve been ready for you for the past few years, Ace. I want you to show me how you fuck your wife.”

For a second he just grins down at me, our breaths mixing, his pupils blown, and in some weird power move he flips my body so my back is pressed against his front, both of us kneeling on the soft duvet. Without breaking eye contact in our reflection I lean down onto my hands, so I'm presenting to him on all fours. His eyes transfixed on my pussy, clenching nothing, begging to be filled. I'm so turned on by this I can feel the wetness rolling down my thighs.

“Fucckkk, wife. Is all this for me?” he questions, I cry out as he pushes two thick fingers inside my pussy.

“More.”

He eases his fingers out of me, cupping my pussy before laying one soft kiss on my upturned ass cheek. A small glimpse of his true nature before he dirties us both. I can feel the heat of him behind me. The pure masculinity that is oozing from him in every ridge of his muscles, every touch of his fingers. He places his tip right at my entrance and I take the opportunity to push back onto him until my thighs are completely pressed against his. The long moan that escapes me is almost guttural. His eyes flare in the reflection and he grabs onto my hips, a primal rage pulsing through him as he slams into me over and over. With every thrust I feel his need to possess me, consume me with everything he is and I make sure he knows I feel it too. Pushing back onto him, matching the punishing rhythm he's set. I repeat his name like a mantra as my pleasure builds and just as I'm on the cusp of falling over he reaches down, taking my clit between his fingers and pinches it. The sharp jolt causes me to see stars as I lose all control, my body almost freezing and not being able to function from the explosion of my orgasm. As my senses come back into focus, I feel my pussy throbbing with Ace thrust deep inside. A fountain of cum flows out of him as his roar echoes around the room. He wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me up until my back is pressed against his chest and I can see where we are still connected in the reflection of the mirror. The sight so erotic, my pussy squeezes wanting more.

“I think that was the best time yet,” I pant, tilting my head back to look at him.

“Oh darlin',” he says, smiling down at me, bringing his other hand up to pinch my sensitive nipple. “I’m just getting started.”

Chapter 40- Ace

Reluctantly, I pull my cock from inside her, transfixed by the way my cum drips from her pussy, the effects from her orgasm all but visible. Laying on the floor, I pull her onto me, needing us both to catch our breaths before I have her again. I made love to Nova all over that cabin but being home, back in Hidden Valley, I had this overwhelming urge to claim her like this. This primitive need to mark her as mine so no one else could ever touch her.

She's mine.

Mine.

“The way you fell apart on my cock, darlin'. I’ll never forget that as long as I live,” I pant, still struggling to catch my breath.

Chuckling and nuzzling into my chest, she plants a kiss over my heart, her body otherwise spent. Nothing feels complicated anymore, like our life has been laid out and all we need to do is follow it.

We lay on the floor for what feels like forever. The sun has dipped and Nova’s automatic lights have turned on, shrouding us in a soft glow of safety. Nothing can touch us here.

Her gentle snores make me smile as I run my fingers down her spine, over the curve of her hip. We haven't bothered to unpack. We’ve just existed in the safety of each other. The reality of normal life can wait until tomorrow morning.

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“What time is it? I don't want to get up yet. Come cuddle with me.”

Her voice is thick with sleep still, slightly husky from taking her several more times than I intended last night. Once again on the floor before I carried her to the bed and covered her in the duvet, crawling underneath it and claiming her. I need to wash all of the bedroom linens after the amount of bodily fluids that covered everything, but it was worth every load of washing to see her unravel over and over.

The sunrise peaks over the mountain ridge and the pull to make some coffee and treat my wife to a well deserved breakfast in bed is too strong to resist. I slide out from behind her, making sure to push the blankets back in place so she's warm. Turning on the shower I quickly rinse off the night's pleasures, already reminiscing over the things we did.

The love we shared.

Checking on her before I head downstairs, she's completely out to it, having returned to a deep sleep so I go off in search of sustenance. Thankfully, her freezer has some bacon and a frozen loaf of bread, but we've got no milk or anything else substantial.

I hear her footsteps from upstairs before her legs come into view on the stairwell, my second cup of coffee well underway.

“Come, sit and eat, my love. You’ll need to get some energy back.”

“Oh I came alright,” she chuckles, her hair askew, wearing my t-shirt from yesterday that I had thrown on the floor. “Feed me you big hunk of man meat.”

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