Fourteen
Clint
Fuck. Tamara was so fucking beautiful. In my lifetime, I’d been lucky enough to be blessed with the love of two women. Tamara was my second chance to build a life with a woman who wanted me for who I was, not just for the status I could give her. There was no way in hell I was giving her up for any reason.
Glancing down at her naked form lying beneath me, I wanted to take all the time in the world to lick, suck, and worship every inch of her. Although we didn’t have that kind of time, I was determined to make the best of the time we did have.
My tongue captured one of her breasts, tasting her skin as her nipple hardened under the motion. I blew on her hardening nipple. My mouth watered at the sight of her body shivering at the rush of air flowing over the wet skin. My rough hands roamed over her body, rubbing her calves, thighs, and hips. I couldn’t help but to touch every inch of her body.
I placed my large frame between the softness of her thighs. My mouth devoured hers, again claiming her as my woman. I knew there was nothing that would make me walk away from her. From the life we could have together. Not having Tamara by my side and in my home would be too difficult. It would hurt too much if I lost her.
“Clint! Please. Fuck, yes.” Tamara’s pleas hardened my dick even more.
I wanted her moans and craved her screams of pleasure. This is what I needed in my life. Hearing her beg me for more, to make love to her, was making it difficult for me to slow down.
“Fuck. What are you doing to me?” Her voice was sultry, needy, and I knew I needed to answer the call.
“Hold on, baby. Let me taste you first,” I whispered, shifting down her body. “Before we’re through, you’re going to know who and where you belong. You’re mine, Tamara. I won’t let you forget it. No other man will take my place.”
Her only response to me was another moan and a gasp as I trailed kisses down her body, kissing and licking her soft brown skin. Once I made it further down, Tamara’s legs fell open, exposing her wet pussy to my gaze.
“Clint, please.”
My hands rubbed her thighs, grazing the sensitive flesh of her mouth. I fixated my gaze on her hot center. I licked my lips and settled in between her legs. Tamara’s body jerked off the bed at the first swipe of my tongue. “So responsive. Every fucking time. Damn.”
Her flavor burst onto my tongue, and I went even deeper. Latching onto her sex with my lips, I began licking and sucking her clit. I wanted her to scream for me. I wanted her to know that only I could make her feel this good. Relationships could be built on a lot less, but I wanted Tamara to not have any doubts about how much I wanted her.
I took my time devouring her with my tongue, bringing her to orgasm over and over again. Then, as her body yielded to me even more, her knees dropped, opening her hot center to my mouth.
“Yes, Clint. Deeper. More,” she encouraged as I dined on her flesh.
She began rising her hips, lifting herself to my mouth, writhing and moaning for my touch. Her voice was almost unrecognizable. The moans she released were practically animalistic. As her orgasm soared through her body, her toes curled. Her pussy began pulsing as I continued to take her to the brink. Suddenly, Tamara cried out in a long keening wail, as if unable to stop the sound from bursting forth.
I’d never seen anything more beautiful than the way Tamara looked at this very moment. There was no one else like her. She was perfect for me. I’d be damned if I’d ever let anyone, or anything, come between us. As I watched her tip over the edge, I knew it didn’t get any better than this.
Rising and shifting my body, I kissed her, giving her a taste of her own essence on my tongue and lips. Continuing the bruising kiss, I lined up my cock with her wet channel and sank into her. Even after making love to her every night for more than a week, it was a tight fit, so I had to go slow. Tamara’s channel gripped me like a vice, almost causing me to finish right then and there. “Fuck.” I couldn’t help but hiss the word. She felt so good around me. I could stay here forever.
Once I was fully inside her, I stilled so I could get my bearings. Plus, I know she needed time to get used to my size. My eyes closed on a sigh, and I felt her hands grab my face. Looking down at her, I let myself be drawn down for a kiss.
I moved, pumping my hips into her, plunging deeply inside Tamara’s body. So close together. Our warm bodies entwined with one another as I poured every single emotion I had for Tamara into this moment. I didn’t know where I ended, and Tamara began.
Sweat gathered on our skin, making our lovemaking even noisier as we continued loving each other, not wanting this to end. Finally, I glanced down and noticed her watching me with wide eyes and her mouth open in ecstasy. Her eyes locked on mine. Every movement of my body as I thrust inside her was echoed in the depth of her gaze. She was rising, flexing against me, seeking more of him from every time he slid inside her.
Fuck. I loved being with Tamara like this. I loved her.
She clawed at my back, causing frissons of pain to travel through my body. It made me want to give her more. My heart seemed to swell even larger, and my chest tightened, knowing how I made her feel.
“Clint,” she moaned. “Oh, shit,” she gasped.
I could feel her body ripple around my cock as another release coursed through her body. My thrusts became deeper, stronger, harder. I knew I couldn’t hold back any longer.
When I came inside her body, I surged deeper than ever. Selfishly, I hoped that we would create life and solidify our family even more. I knew it was something I needed to discuss with her, and I also knew she’d have to stop taking her birth control. But a man could still hope.
Once my member stopped pulsing, I fell to the side, bringing her body with me. Tamara wrapped her arms around me, cradling me close. Her hands stroked up and down his body as we allowed our breaths to settle.
“You know Gladys probably heard us, right?” She laughed.
“I’m sure she took Sammy to the stables to give us privacy.” I knew because as we walked out of the kitchen to come upstairs, I saw Gladys grab Sammy by the shoulders and turn him towards the door. I was positive we had a bit more time to do whatever we needed.