Page 12 of Their Deviant Love
“Like a rock,” I tell her, placing a hand on each of her thighs. “But now that I’m awake, we’re starting this honeymoon off right.”
“Oh yeah? How’s that?” Aurora asks.
“Spread your legs, as far as they can go. I want to see that pretty pussy of mine,” I tell her.
Aurora licks her lips as she grabs each of her knees and slowly pulls them upwards.
I smile. “Good girl.”
She would never admit it, but my wife loves being ordered around in the bedroom. I’m not stupid enough to try thatoutside the bedroom. I don’t need any more of her makeshift stitches.
Her pussy is completely bare and glistening. Just for me. Leaning closer to her, I take a deep breath. I can smell her arousal from here and it smells fucking delicious. Her pussy is a siren calling for me. It’s welcoming, with the clear threat of destruction that lies ahead, because I can’t resist it.
Tilting my head to the side, I look her over. Most days, I have to remind myself that this woman is mine. That cupid fucked up somewhere when he made our paths cross. She is fucking beautiful. Her long blonde hair falls around her head like a damn halo, even though she’s no angel. Her skin is tanned, toned, and smooth. My fingers dig into the flesh of her thighs as I take a mental photograph of her. This isn’t an image I want to forget.
“I hope you’re not looking for a night of slow lovemaking, princess, because I plan to fuck you hard. You’re not going to be able to walk straight tomorrow,” I warn her.
“Good thing I don’t plan on leaving this bed tomorrow, then,” Aurora says. “I’m ready, you know, whenever you want to startthe fucking so hardpart of this.”
“Delayed gratification, princess,” I tell her. “I’ve heard it’s good.”
Aurora growls at me. “Connor, I need you. Now. Please.”
Please.Fuck, that word is like a fucking weapon. I can never deny her anything, and she knows it. “Shit, I don’t have any condoms.”
“I don’t care,” she says. “It’s fine.”
“Are you sure?” I ask her.
“Positive. I’ll go into town tomorrow and get Plan B if I have to,” she tells me.
I lean over her, my hand wraps around her throat, and I tilt her head back before bringing my face down to hers. I gently brush my lips along her mouth as I make my way to her ear, while trailing the fingers of my other hand up under her shirt until I reach her breast.
“I hope you’re comfortable, princess,” I whisper. “You are a delicacy I plan to take my time with tonight. I’m going to relish the sweetness of your pussy. I’m going to lap up the weeping juices like it’s my last meal and savor it.”
Aurora moans. Her legs try to close, but with my weight on top of them, she can’t move. She’s dying to get some friction on her core. Squeezing tighter on her neck, I growl at her. “Don’t you dare close those fucking legs, Aurora. This pussy is mine.”
With my hand still around her throat, I hold her still as my lips attack her neck before making their way down to the tops of her breasts. This shirt is in my fucking way. I can’t get to those delicious pink nipples I want so bad. I lean over the edge of the bed and pick up the knife I dropped out of my boot before falling asleep.
Aurora doesn’t even flinch when I run the tip of the blade along the skin of her neck and then down over the shape of her breast. She trusts me way too fucking much. Pulling the fabric of the shirt away from her skin, I slice right down the middle—her breasts coming into view as the torn fabric falls open.
“Much better.”
My mouth and hands are on those pink nipples within seconds. I take my time sucking and biting each nipple. Aurora is a writhing mess by the time I come up for air. Her moans fill the room, as she attempts to push me away one minute, only to pull me closer the next.
“Connor, please, I need you,” she says, tugging on my hair.
“And you have me,” I tell her as I kiss my way down her stomach, before twisting and laying my head right between her spread legs. I reach up and cup her breasts as I blow air along her pussy before I slowly glide my tongue along her slit, from top to bottom.
Aurora lets out a scream as soon as my tongue connects with her clit, her hands landing on my head again. My hands move to her hips and I lift her so I can get better access to every inch of her. My tongue licks right up to her puckered hole, twirling around the sensitive area, and Aurora shivers. Then her hips start bucking against my face, and I have to hold her tighter to keep her still. No doubt she will be left with my fingerprints marking her skin tomorrow.
I push two fingers in and out of her pussy while licking around her back hole. She’s so fucking close. I want her to lose control. I want to see her come more than I want to come myself. It’s my favorite thing to see. And knowing I’m the one—the only one to ever make her see fucking stars is fucking everything.
Picking up speed, my fingers thrust in and out of her harder as I flatten out my tongue. Aurora pushes her pussy down into my face with force, screaming my name as she comes undone. I kiss my way up her body, feeling every little aftershock that runs through her.
Deciding I’ve given her enough recovery time, I settle myself between her legs, line my cock up with her pussy, and slowly slide in.
Fuck, she always feels so fucking good.
