It was uncoordinated and unpracticed and yet the best thing I’d ever watched. She rocked faster, barely meeting my thrusts. Kiara’s walls clamped tightly around my cock, her nails digging into my skin. I flicked my thumb over her clit faster and sped up my thrusts. It wasn’t a physical response I’d ever encountered during sex.
Every time her eyes widened or her lips parted, my fucking heart clenched. I let her discover the motion she loved as I kept slowly thrusting upward. I forced the urge down and focused on my wife as she rocked her hips almost helplessly, trying to find more pleasure but uncertain of her moves. My eyes rolled back as I fought for control. My other hand cupped her breast, my thumb flicking over the hardened nub. It was a perfect sound, more perfect than any melody Kiara had ever created on her piano and she had created some of the most beautiful melodies I’d ever heard.īrushing my thumb over her clit, it moved easily over her heated flesh coated with her juices. It was as if she needed to see me, so I returned her gaze. I angled my hips the same way, and Kiara’s lids fluttered, but she didn’t close her eyes.
I’d never truly resented my incapability to feel, but in this moment I did. And so many more emotions I didn’t understand. She looked into my eyes and brushed her lips over mine. I began moving, rotating my hips slowly, gently, and she gasped. For once I didn’t know what to say, and it was an unsettling experience. I tightened my hold on her, bringing our bodies flush together, my back pressed against the headboard. I had killed him as brutally as I was capable of, and yet this act of tenderness finally destroyed the demons of her past, the memories of his actions. I stroked her back gently, trying to understand. Slowly, she pulled back, eyes dark and teary. Kissing had always seemed a necessary evil many women required during intercourse, but with Kiara it spiked my own arousal. Her lips brushed mine, and I took her up on the invitation, tasting her mouth. I moaned against her mouth, and she gave a small shudder. She leaned forward to kiss me and shifted my cock inside of her. “It feels … good.” Tears filled her eyes, and I became as still as she was. My body screamed to move, to seek the pleasure her tightness could offer.
Never before had someone felt as good around my cock. She breathed out, and her fingers flexed against my skin. This felt as close to perfection as I could imagine. She became still on top of me as I filled her completely. I lowered myself to the mattress and took her with me. As I raised my hips, I helped her down until her pussy pressed against my pelvis. I stroked her sides, and she licked her lips.
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