Jewel is frantically helping me free the Little Vinny out of these lederhosen. “Come on, big fella, you need to start talking dirty and keep it going while I got you in my mouth.”
The suction she’s creating is unbelievable. What can I expect from my girl who’s always ready? “You like sucking dick, you filthy girl?”
She shakes her head no, but without missing a beat—or missing a thrust—she points up at me.
“You like sucking my dick?”
She taps her index finger to her nose and mumbles “Mmhmm” while swirling her tongue around my length and giving me a congratulatory pat on my belly. I don’t know how she can make so much noise with my rock-hard cock buried all the way back to her throat, but this is my woman. My Jewel. She is a champion at everything, including giving me everything I could ever need.
Epilogue
Vince
Two weeks later
Jewel is the perfect woman for me, a man of few words.
She’s so enthusiastic, I only have to hint at something and she’s all in.
We’re messing around in the huge shower on our wedding night inside our amazing honeymoon suite. I’m kissing and petting her, still unable to believe she’s mine. I’ll never get tired of petting her curves.
“Baby, I know you’re tired after today, so we don’t have to do anything too acrobatic tonight,” I tell her between kisses on her sensitive nipples.
“Fuck that, I’m not tired. I’m never too tired!” she chirps.
I’m a bad influence; my sunshine sweetheart cusses like a sailor now when the two of us are alone.
I shrug, almost too shy to bring it up. We are married, but in the big picture, I’ve only known her for a few months. I let the warm water glide down my back while I work up the nerv
e.
“It’s not a big deal, but can I put my finger in your ass?”
Jewel jumps up and down gleefully. I have to control my laughter to hold her still so she doesn’t slip and fall on the wet tile. “Hold on, girl. We aren’t having a dance party in here.”
“The answer is yes! Yes! A thousand times, yes!”
“You didn’t get this excited when I proposed! All right, baby,” I say, kissing her to calm her down, stroking both her ass cheeks.
She hitches one thigh around my waist to open herself wider in back. Using the cascading warm water as lube, I start by tracing my fingers down her split and circling her back door.
Her eyes roll back in her head, like they did on the day she first ate my Elvis cookies.
I kiss her deeply, teasing her with my tongue and sinking the tip of my finger into her sweet asshole.
“Turn the water off, save water,” she murmurs.
“The fuck…don’t you ever stop being a teacher?”
She playfully bites my earlobe and I wince. “Do you ever stop being a giant grump?”
“Hard to be a grump with my finger in your ass. You’ve made me the happiest man alive.”
She wrinkles her nose and presses her ass back to encourage me to go deeper.
“Not too fast now,” I murmur into her mouth while she takes my kiss.
“Are you kidding? I got married for someone to stick their finger in my butt!” she squeaks happily.