CRUSH
This shit settles down,I’m moving me and my woman out of this house. Not being able to hear her scream my name, that was some shit. I wipe my wet jaw along the inside of Gigi’s thigh as I slide my fingers out of her, pulling the fuckin’ pillow away from her face.
“Feel good, Doe?” There’s a dreamy look on her face, eyes glassy like she just had her first hit off a joint and is feeling the buzzed state. I get a smile after a few moments.
“Hell, yes. Now kiss me.” I give her my lips, moving us up as I do until her back meets the headboard, my hands using the ledge as a brace. Our tongues working in unison, I’m mimicking what we’re about to do with our bodies, promising her that once we make it to the good part, all that slick velvety heat surrounding my cock, it’s going to be fuckin’ indescribable. And Gigi has no problem tasting herself after she gave me another gift. Damn, I’m a grateful man.
“Going to take you now, Doe.” I’m thankful as hell when we were lazing around yesterday, she had no problem sliding in there that she’s got an IUD placed on the inside of her arm, not because she was sexually active but because of her past. It pissed me off at first, but I understood, too. Now, though, it’s going to be put to good use.
“Finally,” Gigi exasperates on a puff of breath. A chuckle leaves me. Not in all my life did I think I’d ever find a woman so willing to give me what she is today.
“You sure?” I ask, my cock pushing against her slit, hips rocking back and forth, each time making it to where the tip is ready to push in, only to pull back at the last minute.
“Silas Futch, if I were any more sure, it would hit you upside the head. This is my choice, I know that, but there’s no one I’ve ever loved more than the man who’s right in front of me.” I close my eyes, sucking in a breath. My woman, she always says and does the least of what I expect.
“Fuckin’ A, Doe. Havin’ your body against mine, you givin’ me the greatest gift a woman can give her man, and those words. I knew you were made for me. Might have been too young at the time. Didn’t stop me from lookin’ forward to any news or pictures Ma and Dad would bring to the prison. Shit, Ma made sure she left me with copies. I was just too fuckin’ stubborn to give in to the need to have you completely. Love you, Gigi, fuckin’ love you with all I’ve got.”
“That took you long enough,” she teases much like I’ve managed to do this entire time we’ve talked.
“Bustin’ my balls, woman?” I ask.
“Always,” she replies. Her hips lift up then drop until the entrance of her pussy is notched with the head of my cock. She slowly lowers herself down. Somehow, I manage to remain still, sucking back a breath. Even with my fingers stretching her, breaking through her hymen, Gigi is so tight, her cunt is like a vice surrounding me.
“Holy shit, Silas.” She drops another inch. My hands remain fisted on the ledge of the headboard. I’m worried that if I move them, I’ll hurt her even worse than she already is.
“Take your time, Doe. There’s no rush,” I grunt out, and when her body finally bottoms out, the look of rapture taking over my woman’s face, it’s sheer fuckin’ beauty.
“I need your help, please.” The way we’re positioned, there isn’t enough leverage the way her legs are wrapped around me, feet barely able to touch the bed in order to lift and drop down on my length.
“As long as you’re ready. Not sure I’ll be able to stop once I start.” She doesn’t give me the words I’m looking for, and today, that’s okay because the kiss she lays on my lips is answer enough. I let my hips do the work, pumping up into her vice-like center, retreating, feeling her wetness coat my length. The tips of her fingers dig into my shoulders, and I hope she leaves a mark. My next tattoo is already coming to life, wanting them permanently etched on my body as a reminder of the night Doe gave me everything.
“I’m going to come.” She’s pulling away from my mouth, but there’s no way she can do that. Not with the noise she makes. Fuck, when my mouth was on her cunt, she had a pillow over her head, yet I’m sure the noise was still heard.
“Come for me, Doe, take me with you,” I groan out before taking her mouth. Our bodies work together, her doing some crazy fluttering and pulsing around my length, me thrusting inside of her, and when Gigi’s body locks up against me, I know she’s coming, pulling me right along with her.
“Fuck.” Her hands slide to my hair, playing with the strands, allowing me to take a moment since I’m feeling lightheaded as hell. My head goes to the crook of her neck as my hands leave the headboard, finding her hips, not letting her go as we slide down into the bed, my length not leaving her heat. Shit, my cock still hasn’t gone down. If anything, it’s ready to go again.
“Silas,” she purrs as my dick flexes inside of her, causing the muscles surrounding it to flutter.
“I know. Ignore it and let me hold you for a while.” My eyes close. Sleep is hitting me hard. It could be from the phenomenal sex, but I know it’s not. It’s the woman who’s wrapped around me, staying with me while I’ve been the biggest dick on the earth, and who loves me more than I could ever expect.