Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 95431 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 382(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95431 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 382(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
When he begins to eat my pussy from behind, I can do nothing but grasp the sheets and hold on tightly. I rock my hips back against his face as he hums in pleasure. I melt into the mattress as he pushes two fingers into me to finger fuck me.
I scream his name as I come. Just when I think I might be spent, he lifts my ass and straddles my hips. Reaching for his length, he pushes into me and begins to stroke slowly.
Then he wraps his arm around my shoulders and takes one of my hands in his. He laces his fingers with mine as he continues to rock his big body into mine. I am consumed by him, covered in him like I’m wrapped in a blanket.
I cry out and pant as I take him. His strokes are perfect. He nips my shoulder then kisses the side of my face. I melt down into the mattress again.
This time, he begins to increase his pace. His body has me pinned down as he alternates between fast strokes and deep, long ones where he presses deep into me and holds it. My eyes cross as my heart pounds.
“Is this what you wanted, baby? Am I fucking you how you want?”
“Yes, more please.”
He lifts up and pulls both my arms behind me to loop one of his around them. Then he lifts my upper body up off the bed as he fucks me harder, making my teeth chatter.
I’m so wet; the sound fills the room. Everything in me sings for him. I’m a coming mess.
By the time Michael is done with my body, I’m exhausted and sated all at once. I love this side of him. I want him to dominate my body more often.
As hard as he remained throughout the night, I think this is something he liked as well. I make a note of that to remember for the future. I fall asleep in his arms with a smile on my face.
CHAPTER 43
New Friend
Symphony
Our date is tonight, and I have no idea what I should wear. I went to Valentina to ask for help. I didn’t think she would take me shopping, not when she has the responsibility of Vita and the newborn twins.
It’s been so long since I’ve done this with a friend. I think we are becoming friends. I am older than Val by two or three years, but she still has a maternal aura about her.
She’s watchful and protective when it comes to me. She doesn’t treat me as if I don’t understand or like I need more help than I do. She’s more like a whisper. Suggesting things I should do, like the oil and panty display I put on for Michael the first night I arrived.
“That’s it. That’s the one,” Val sings when I step out of the dressing room.
I look down at the outfit I have on and question my own sanity. Why on earth did I even try this one? I’m not wearing this on my first date.
“You have lost some part of your mind. I cannot wear this,” I say.
“Why not? You look sexy and Michael won’t be able to keep his hands off you. It’s perfect.
“Those long legs were meant to be shown off. We’ll take the outfit and the shoes,” she says to the salesclerk.
“I would like to find something else.”
“Okay, fine. We’re still taking this one though,” Val huffs.
“I think we’re doing too much. I don’t even know where he’s taking me. I think something casual is in order.”
“You asked me for help, and I happen to know where he’s taking you. You should listen to your sister. I’ll never lead you astray. I’ve got your back.”
Her words fill me with so much joy. I want to be close with her like sisters. I’ve been so happy here in New York so far.
I’ve been invited to meet all of Val’s friends. I can’t wait for our outing. Although I have to say I’m a bit nervous about that.
“Okay, fine. If you know where we are going and you really think this will be appropriate, I will wear it.”
“That’s my girl. Now come on so we can find the right undergarments for when he tears you out of that little number.”
My mouth falls open and I begin to blush as I glance around at the staff members who have been helping us. They are all smiling with knowing looks. I drop my gaze to the red heels on my feet and turn to rush back into the dressing room.
Maybe I don’t want to be friends with Val. Why would she say those things in front of strangers? I don’t want people to know that I have sex with my husband.
You’re an adult, Symphony. Everyone knows you have sex with your husband. He’s your husband.