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“C’mon!” she cried, placing her hand on the back of my head and attempting to push it forward. I chuckled and kissed her pussy again, this time allowing my lips to linger briefly.
“Why does it feel like you’re enjoying this more than me?” I expressed before dropping my head and nipping the bottom of her ass cheek.
“Because you won’t fuck me!”
Another chuckle fell from my mouth. “So impatient, Xylina. We need to work on that.” Going back to her lips, I gave them another kiss then used my tongue to collect her juices. Her legs jerked in my hold.
“More,” she demanded, pushing my head again.
Deciding that was enough teasing, I got serious with the task at hand. I felt like a man starved as I sucked and licked her sex. My tongue invaded her hot tunnel, pushing in and out of her until she was a quivering mess. Not wanting to miss a drop, I replaced my tongue with my mouth and greedily drank her juices.
Pleasure rushed through me as her moans intensified, overshadowing the music still playing in the background.
Releasing her legs, they dropped with a thud. I returned to her opening and my mouth went to her clit. I wasted no time spreading her lips and using my tongue to stimulate it. The whipped cream dripped from where it had splashed her legs and started to melt.
I got lost between her lips, sucking and licking her juices until she was a writhing mess under me, begging me to stop. Eating pussy was a talent I didn’t get to partake in frequently but enjoyed doing.
Grinning, I sat up and licked my lips, giving her a once over. My hand went to my dick and I stroked it slowly, using my precum as lube. Now that she had gotten off a few times, it was my turn, and my dick was begging for relief. So I didn’t plan on prolonging things any longer.
CHAPTER 17
Xylina
The tremors in my legs wouldn’t stop as I attempted to calm myself from the back-to-back orgasms Yosiah just gave me. My body felt overly sensitive and I was sure my heart was going to beat out my chest any second now. I don’t think I’ve ever cum that many times back-to-back from head before.
My eyes lifted and settled on Yosiah who wore a cocky, predatory grin as he stroked himself above me.
“You’ve been holding out on me, hubby,” I managed to get out once I got my breathing together.
“I’m not done yet.” A lopsided grin formed on his face. When I’d first planned this night, I wasn’t sure how it would turn out. I didn’t know how Yosiah would respond and felt kind of foolish trying to make myself a sundae. It wasn’t the easiest thing either. The reference pictures I saw made it look easy, but I managed. The whole trip was a success. I felt like me and Yosiah had grown closer too. Our relationship was changing for the better,finally. I just needed to keep things going in this direction.
My eyes bucked and my hands gripped the blanket under me when I felt Yosiah pushing into me.
“I got your attention now?” he gritted. His dick pushed deeper inside me, stretching me painfully good. The seductive gleam in his stare made me feel like someone had turned a furnace on inside me. Desire tightened in my nipples when his head lowered and he took one in his mouth. My stomach fluttered with passionate butterflies the moment Yosiah began moving in and out of me. He never fully pulled out but pushed in deeper each time. It was like someone broke the walls to a dam between my legs.
“Oh yes,” I moaned, eyes rolling to the back of my head when he shifted slightly, hitting my spot. My arms wrapped around him and my toes curled as he hit it over and over.
“This might be one of the best gifts I’ve ever gotten for my birthday,” Yosiah confessed in a smoky tone, his lips just a whisper from my ear. Goosebumps covered me as his warm breath brushed against my skin from his husky breaths.
“I tried,” I whimpered, wrapping my arms around his neck. He kissed the shell of my ear and nipped my lobe with his teeth. My walls clenched around his dick as pleasure gushed up my spine.
“I wanted it to be special.” My nails dug into his back.
“You’re usually more vocal than this. Where’s that Xylina at?”
I attempted to answer but my words were replaced with throaty moans. My body trembled and ecstasy raced through me from the deep and steady strokes coming from him.
“Damn, you’re like a fucking puddle down there. You hear how wet you are?” Blood rushed to my head, causing it to spin. I’d never heard this throaty huskiness from my husband before. It was so sensual and low. Each time he spoke, sparks exploded through my veins.
“It’s because of you. You’re fucking me so good.”
“Yeah?” Again, he nipped my earlobe. “You know how good you looked in the middle of the bed, done up like my own bowl of chocolate ice cream? I don’t even have a sweet tooth, but I couldn’t wait to taste you. You did good, Xylina. Your husband is proud.” His words made my heart soar, threatening to escape my body.
“I did good?” I questioned, arching my chest into his. My nipples were hard enough to cut rocks. The friction against his rough body caused them to tingle.
“So good. You’ve been a good girl lately. Good job, wifey.”
Wifey.This was the first time Yosiah had used the name on me. It was so generic but made me feel as if I was floating on clouds.
