When we get there, she glances at me with confusion. “What is this?” she asks, looking back and forth between me and the van.
“This is where I’ll be claiming you as my bride once again,” I reply, opening the door and showing her the mattress I’ve been using.
“You want us to have sex in here?!” she replies in a harsh whisper, her eyes darting nervously around at the other men in our proximity.
“Yes, I do, and I want all these imbeciles to know that I’m fucking my wife while they all have to jerk off into empty water bottles because they didn’t bring enough socks for the journey,” I reply, smiling deviously.
Her face flushes a little, but I can see that she’s intrigued by the idea. “Have you been thinking about me a lot since you got here?”
“Of course I have. I’ve been thinking of you constantly. You have never left my thoughts. I’ve dreamt of being next to you every night,” I reply.
She leans on my shoulders as she steps closer to me, stepping on my toes and kissing me on the shoulder. “Well then, maybe you should prove it.”
Without hesitation, I open the door wider and lift her up into the van, crawling in behind her and locking the door shut. Being out of the heat is one thing, but to be able to smell her again is driving me insane. I need to be inside of her right now.
We waste no time at all, undressing each other quickly as our kisses turn from sweet and short to passionate. I bite her lower lip, silently claiming her as my own just in case she had forgotten somehow.
“I’ve missed you so much,” she says as I lie her down, unbuttoning her pants and pulling them down to her mid-thigh before I give up. I don’t want to mess with her clothes. I just want to feel every inch of her.
Her panties are wet like she’s been anticipating this moment since the second she got on her first plane. She’s probably been dreaming of me as well.
She moans quietly as I touch her, like she hasn’t seen me in months and has been dying to feel me close to her every minute of it. I can hear in her voice that she’s holding back, which turns me on even more. Now I have a challenge. I want to make her scream so much that she can’t stop herself.
I pull her panties down, ripping off the rest of her pants with them. She’s gazing up at me as if she has no idea what I’m about to do, but she’s too aroused to tell me to stop. Something about her feels so sweet and maybe a little naïve.
I slide one finger inside of her, and she gasps quietly to herself as I move it in and out slowly. She’s arching her back, more than she was able to do the first time we had sex. It’s obvious that her body is responding more to my touch, which means that hopefully, her orgasms will get stronger as well.
“I’ve missed you,” she whispers, her voice catching in her throat as she tries to keep quiet.
“I know, baby,” I reply, using my thumb to rub her clit as I finger her slowly.
She’s so wet already that she’s dripping down onto the sheets, and seeing how badly she wants me makes me want to taste her more than anything.
“Here, I want to show you something we used to do together before the accident,” I say as I pull a long piece of rope out from the corner of the van.
“Um, what’s that for?” she asks, growing nervous but still very curious.
Putting my hand behind her back, I raise her up as I take her hands and hold them behind her back. I wrap the rope around them, securing it until she can’t move her hands at all. “I just need you to trust me.”
She’s clearly intrigued, but she still has no idea what the point is until I lower myself between her legs and start teasing her pussy with my mouth.
“Fuck, that feels really good,” she says, trying to wriggle away from me as my mouth tickles her.
I hold her legs down, completely incapacitating her.
She’ll endure all of this, and she’s going to fucking like it.
“Adas, that feels so fucking good,” she whimpers, trying again to shy away from me as the sensation becomes too intense for her.
I continue to kiss and lick her outer labia, purposefully avoiding her clit until she can’t stand not to feel my tongue on her.
“Can you suck on my clit, baby?” she asks as her voice becomes breathy and desperate.
“No, not yet. You need to learn to wait,” I reply, looking up into her sweet blue eyes.
I have to keep holding her legs open as she starts to squirm more. This is exactly the reaction I wanted from her; for her to become uncontrollably horny for me.
“Fuck, please fuck me.”