Page 66 of The Wife
He sucked my nipple into his mouth.
“Jake!” I gasped.
He lifted his head, and while the light wasn’t on I could still see the glimmer in his eyes. “Feel it, Ellie. Take it all in.”
He slid lower and this time I could feel the stubble of his chin along my stomach. Suddenly his fingers were covering my pussy and I thought about the last time he did this and what it had felt like.
“Yes, that.”
“This?” he asked, sliding a finger deep inside.
“Ohhhh yes. Yes please.”
“Ellie, I want you to spread your legs for me.”
He was sliding again and I did as he asked. Because I trusted him. He was going to make this the best first time ever.
“Holy crap is that your tongue!” I started to back away, but he held my hips in place.
“Relax and enjoy it. I promise you this is going to feel so good.”
He was doing chin rub thing over my lower belly and it did feel good, so I did what he asked.
I understood the concept of oral sex. I knew people did it. But he was right there. Like RIGHT THERE. And his tongue—
“Ohmygod, ohmygod.” He was soooooo right. His finger was still pushing inside me and his tongue was slithering all around, and it was like all the heat from the center of the universe was focused between my legs.
I twisted, I writhed, but he was relentless and when he pushed a second finger deep I came so hard.
He seemed to have figured it out. It might have been me screaming or clenching my fingers in his hair so hard that if I pulled I might have made him a bald man in an instant.
I felt delicious. I felt replete. I felt like a fucking woman. Except it wasn’t over. The main event was still to come. I could hear it happening when he tore open the wrapper on the condom.
Then he was pushing between my legs, spreading them again. “I need you talk to me, Ellie. You have tell me when to stop.”
Yeah, that wasn’t going to happen. I was not stopping no matter what.
The first push was easy. My body was wet and relaxed. He was slipping in and in and then it started to sting and then oh fuck… “STOP!”
He pulled away and it was better. Then he looked up at me and I swear to god he was smiling. “Nice and slow. We’ve got all night.”
I was less sure of that now, but he seemed to be. He slipped back in and again it was this steady press of pressure. This time it stung a little. Not as bad. And just when it was getting too intense he pulled back.
It was crazy but in that moment, even though I knew it was going to hurt, I wanted him back.
“More,” I grunted.
“You ready for that?”
I nodded even as I bit down on my lower lip. My hands were wrapped around his biceps, which where huge as he was using them to hold his weight off me. All of his weight except his big freaking cock, that was.
He pressed in again and I waited for the sting, but it was just pressure this time. Then he was gone and I sighed so he came back again, faster this time.
The next time he did it, I tilted my hips up toward him and he slid even further, deeper.
“That’s it, Ellie. Let your body get used to it. It knows how to do this.”
It was like he was coaxing me through my first horse riding lesson. Well, I guess technically I was riding something. I whimpered a little but he was inexorable. In and out, in and out.
