Page 16 of Their Deviant Love
Chapter Eight
I’m doing my best to not let Aurora see just how fucking crappy I feel right now. My head is pounding, I’m tired as fuck, and there is a stabbing pain in my stomach. I have no idea what the fuck is wrong with me. I’m sure whatever it is will pass. I just need to suck it up and wait it out.
“I’m going to have a shower. You want to join me?” Aurora asks. We just got back to the villa after having dinner.
“I’ll join you in a sec. Get the water warm and get your body soapy for me,” I tell her.
“You okay?” Aurora looks me up and down.
“Fine. Go get started. I’ll be right in. I’m just going to order us some dessert from room service.”
“Okay.” She eyes me suspiciously but turns around and goes into the bathroom. As soon as she’s out of sight, I pull out the Tylenol I picked up at the pharmacy and take a couple. I’m just going to sit down for a second…
Leaning against the headboard, I close my eyes and focus on my breathing. I’m so fucking exhausted, but I have no intention of letting myself fall asleep.
When I feel myself start to drift, I jump up and pain rips through my stomach. “Motherfucker,” I curse out.
Maybe a shower is exactly what I need.
I tug my shirt over my head and open the bathroom door. Aurora is standing under the water. Her eyes connect with mine as she slowly runs a loofah down her abdomen.
“Fuck me,” I hiss, stripping out of my pants.
I might be half asleep right now, but my cock sure as fuck isn’t. The problem? I don’t think I actually have the energy to do anything about it.
Fuck that, I will always have the energy to fuck my wife.
Stepping into the shower, I shove Aurora back against the tiled wall. My hand wraps around her throat. “You are too fucking hot,” I tell her.
“Sorry?” she says with a small smile.
“You have no idea how much I need you.” My mouth trails down the side of her neck.
“Not as much as I need you,” she says.
My lips quirk as they reach her breasts, and I take one nipple into my mouth. She thinks she needs me more than I need her. She’s wrong. But I’m not going to argue with her about that.Not right now anyway. No, because at this moment, I have more important things on my mind.
Like getting inside her and not passing the fuck out.
I lift my head and turn her body around, so that her front is pressed against the wall. Then, using my foot, I tap against her ankles, spreading her legs apart. My hands guide her hips backwards, tilting them at the angle I need to get access to her sweet pussy.
“Don’t move,” I say as I step out of the shower, walk back into the bedroom, and open the box of condoms I picked up along with the Tylenol.
By the time I return to the bathroom, my dick is sheathed and Aurora hasn’t moved. Lining myself up with her entrance, I slowly slide into her. My arm wraps around her waist and my hand snakes around her neck as I hold her back against the front of my body.
“I will never get tired of how you feel,” I tell her.
“Good,” she says. “I don’t want you to ever stop.”
I wish I had the energy to fuck her like my mind wants to. I don’t though. Instead, I keep my movements slow, steady. “I need you to come for me, princess. Coat my cock with your juices. I want to feel your pussy squeezing my cock.”
“Oh shit. God!” Aurora moans.
My thrusts increase slightly, and I feel the moment her knees weaken and her pussy clamps down on my cock. It takes all of my fucking strength to make sure she doesn’t fall. As soon as she’s finished coming, I let myself follow her into that bliss.
“Holy shit,” I moan as I fill the condom.
“Holy shit is right.” Aurora smirks over her shoulder and then her brows are drawing down. “Connor?”
