Chapter Seven
Adam
I woke up hard. It took me a second to figure out why my cock was warm and wet. I looked down to see Belle with her plump lips wrapped around my thick shaft.
“Jesus, Belle,” I grunted as she licked me from base to tip.
“Morning, baby,” she said huskily, grinning up at me.
A month had passed since our first night together, and I couldn’t remember a time when I’d been happier—probably because I’d never been this happy.
Sure, my life had been content before—get up, work the ranch, make sure Cora had everything she needed, sleep. Rinse and repeat.
But now…now everything was brighter, more intense. It was like the transition from black and white to technicolor—once you’d experienced the latter, there was no going back. Belle was my technicolor, brightening my days and lighting up my nights.
We’d fallen easily into a routine, with Belle baking and studying while I was out working. I returned home every evening to a home-cooked meal—a hit-and-miss experience depending on how many ingredients Belle had decided to substitute from Cora’s tried and true recipes.
Edible meals or not, I’d fallen hard and fast for my beautiful wife. I was just waiting for the right time to tell her how I felt. She hadn’t said the words, but I was sure she felt the same way. I saw it in her eyes every time we made love—which was often because we couldn’t keep our fucking hands off each other. I was pretty sure I’d never get enough of her.
Yeah, my woman had me and my cock wrapped around her little finger—or, right now, around her pretty mouth.
My heart thundered in my chest as she ran her tongue over my throbbing shaft, making it thicker and harder with every lick. She circled her tongue over the crown, lapping up a bead of pre-cum. Then she closed her eyes and sealed her mouth around the head, humming her approval. Stretching her mouth, she swallowed as much of me as she could, cupping my balls in her hand and massaging them lightly.
My hips bucked involuntarily. “Fuck!”
Belle looked up, my cock still in her mouth, her blue eyes blazing into mine with so much passion it knocked what little breath I had from my lungs. I pushed my fingers through her hair, holding her steady as she sucked at my throbbing length.
“Just like that, sweetheart. Feels fucking amazing,” I said raggedly, guiding her head as I pumped my hips.
She swallowed more of me eagerly, hollowing her cheeks and sucking hard. She held the base of my cock in her hand, twisting and squeezing as she took me deeper.
My body jolted, and I dug my fingers into her scalp. “Belle…” I groaned. “Christ, sweetheart…”
She sucked me harder, faster, and I could feel myself growing impossibly thicker as she swallowed down more of my salty pre-cum.
My thighs tensed as bolts of electricity worked their way down my spine with my oncoming orgasm. “God! Feels so good, Belle. I can’t…I’m gonna come, baby. I’m gonna…fuck!”
I tried to pull away, but she sucked harder, letting me know what she wanted. My hands fisted in her hair, and my hips surged forward as I fucked her beautiful mouth. I roared as I came, shooting down her throat as my balls released their load in a thick, hot stream.
I gasped and grunted, chanting Belle’s name over and over while she kept licking and sucking at me, milking every last drop until I was shaking and spent.
Belle released me with a pop, looking up at me with a satisfied smile, her face aglow.
I reached down and cupped her cheek, sliding my thumb over her swollen lips. “Jesus, sweetheart. That was incredible.”
“I aim to please,” she grinned, scattering kisses over my stomach and chest as she moved up my body.
“Are you wet, sweetheart?” I asked gruffly.
She drew in a shaky breath. “Yes. But you don’t need to return the favor. That was all for you. I love giving you pleasure.”
I tugged her closer, sliding my hands down her bare back to cup her rounded ass. “Oh, no. Fair’s fair. I won’t ever leave my woman hanging,” I muttered, nipping at her mouth.
She gasped as my hand moved between her thighs, opening her up and sliding back and forth between her drenched pussy lips. I pushed a thick finger inside her, nice and deep, and she gasped and jerked against me. I pulled my finger out and then thrust it back inside her tight heat, adding a second and stretching her open.
Belle’s moan was muffled as she buried her face in my neck, spreading her legs wider for me and grinding against my thrusting fingers.
I cupped her breast with my other hand, squeezing her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. “Love these, Belle. Love the way they jiggle when you ride me. So fucking hot.”