I thrust two fingers into her again then retreated and raised them to her lips.
"Taste us, little one."
She hummed as she sucked down around them. "Like us."
I nodded, watching as she curled her tongue around the digits, slurping up our release as if it were the best thing she'd ever eaten.
"That got you hot today?"
It should have been a rhetorical question...
Or maybe it shouldn't have been.
I never fucking knew with Savvie.
A mewl escaped her as she flopped back against the counter. Her fingers went between her legs, but I didn’t stop her. Instead, I watched as she rubbed my cum into her pussy as if it were lube.
"You were so fucking hot," she moaned. "They were scared shitless of you. I've never seen anything like it in my life."
"I have your seal of approval for my grand gesture, then?"
Her fingers pumped into her slit. "Yessss," she hissed, elongating the 's' sound. "They were terrified, but they respected you." Her voice turned thick. "And you're mine. I don't have to be scared of you. You're mine."
She drifted upward, not stopping until her mouth was on me. I'd been trying to be careful because of her burns, but she wasn't having any of it.
As she groaned, her fingers still pumping into her slit, she thrust her tongue into my mouth until my dick was getting hard.
"So fucking wet for you, baby," she cried, pulling back. "I need your cock, please, please."
Growling against her mouth, I ground out, "What my little one wants, she gets."
I spread her legs again, drove my dick between her folds as she pulled her fingers away, and I sank home.
It was wet and creamy and fucking heaven.
My wife's cunt was perfection, but when it was loaded with our release?
This went beyond paradise, and it might be the only kind I'd ever experience because no way in fuck was St. Peter letting me through his gates.
But I had her.
I had Savvie.
She'd make this life memorable, that was for sure.
Then, she wiped my thoughts away. Wiped my worries away too.
As I fucked her, she screamed, her arms clamping around my neck as I took over rubbing her clit. I laved her bottom lip with my tongue before I bit down again, loving her hoarse shout of, "Oh, God, Aidan. Please, please."
I fucked her, then slowing down when her pussy clutched at me, I kept her on the edge, hovering, waiting, until I rimmed her slit with my fingers then reached down to slip a single digit into her ass.
Thrusting up against my dick, faster, faster, I waited for her screech and was graced with that delicious moment when she squirted.
Liquid seeped from her in a high pressure burst that drenched my shirt and hers.
She writhed against me, working herself on me as much as I thrust into her, and when her head fell back, the endless whimpers morphing into a ceaseless cry, I gave myself up to her and filled her full of my seed.
Again.