Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 36482 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 182(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36482 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 182(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
“That was, holy shit,” he rasps out. “That was amazing. Let me do it to you.”
Apprehension floods through me. I don’t want him to get me off just because I got him off. We may have jumped in a little too far our first time. I’d like to take things slow for a bit.
I pop off his cock and find his mouth again. “We can do me another time. Right now, I want to go back to kissing you.”
“But you’re hard. Don’t you want to get off?”
There’s a sting in his words as if I’ve hurt him again.
“Let me take care of you,” I murmur as I help him with his pants. “And as much as I want to come, I want to take a breather and kiss my hubby.”
He snorts out a laugh and nods. “Well, when you put it that way…”
I’m thankful he’s no longer upset. Once he’s dressed again, we lie down side by side on the sofa. With his front to mine, I get to take my time kissing him and touching his smooth skin. I like how he shivers each time my fingertips drag over his ribs. He’s fixated on touching my nipples under my shirt and I like it. With each twist and tug, fire shoots down to my dick.
Why did I turn down a blowjob again?
Because you want him to feel desired and cared for. Not tit for tat.
Our legs tangle together as our kisses get hotter and heavier. Before long, he’s mostly laying on top of me, grinding his hips against me. His hard cock rubs against mine through our pants. It’s fucking amazing and makes up for the earlier blowjob refusal.
“I’m going to come in my pants if you keep doing that,” I warn him. “You want that, don’t you?”
“Fuck yes, I do.”
I nip at his lip. “Bad boy.”
“You going to spank me?”
I playfully swat at his ass before grabbing a handful of him. “Why is this so good?”
“I was wondering the same thing,” he whispers. “Do I kiss better than anyone you know?”
“Yeah, man. You do.” I pull back to look at his hooded eyes. “I don’t…I never…”
His eyebrows furl together. “You can tell me.”
“It’s weird and embarrassing.”
“You’ve had your finger up my ass. We’re beyond weird and embarrassing, Dere-Dere.”
I plant a quick kiss on his lips. “You have a point there. I don’t know. I just… Kissing and touching have never been something I enjoyed.”
“Oh,” he says, shock in his tone. “And here I thought you might be weirded out about hooking up with a guy.”
“You make me feel alive. I’ve never felt alive like this before.”
His features soften. “What do you mean?”
“I mean, I was in a long-term, committed relationship with a great woman, and even when she was carrying my child, the most I felt was warm affection for her. The sex was fine and I could do it. Hell, I even enjoyed that part, but even still, nothing has ever felt as good as kissing you.”
“Wow,” Riko murmurs. “That’s… I didn’t know you had a kid.”
A pang of sadness clutches my chest. “We lost the baby. Miscarriage. It sucked, but it was the catalyst for our breakup, which was inevitable.”
“I’m sorry, Derek.”
“I’m not telling you this to make you sad or feel sorry for me,” I rush out as I caress his lower back. “I’m telling you so you understand how important this is for me.”
“No pressure,” he mutters.
We both laugh softly.
“For the record,” he continues, hand cupping my pectoral muscle beneath my shirt, “this is strange but good for me too. I’m worried I am going to mess something up between us by being my usual, ridiculous self, and I really, really don’t want to mess this up. I like you a lot. Like a lot, a lot.”
I nip at his bottom lip. “I should hope so. You’re my hubby after all.”
“I don’t see a ring,” he teases.
“It’s invisible.”
Whatever words he tries to come up with next are chased away by my hungry mouth. I devour his irresistible lips and tongue until we’re both panting. And when our faces are raw from kissing, I twist him around so I can make him my little spoon. With my dick nestled against his ass, we’re a perfect fit.
“Derek?” His voice is soft and unsure. It makes me hug him tighter to me.
“Yeah?”
“I don’t want to mess this up.”
“You can’t,” I murmur. “You’re fixing things.”
“How?”
“I don’t know.” I kiss his shoulder. “Same way I don’t understand how you make magic in the kitchen. It’s sorcery.”
“Aww, you think I’m special,” he teases.
“Yeah,” I agree. “I think you are.”
“Do you want to have sex with me?”
I groan when my cock twitches against his ass. “Absolutely.”
“Then why aren’t we having sex right now?”
“Because, right now, I want to know how your day went and just hold you. I want to take my time learning every part of you inside and out. There’s no rush here, hubby. We have all the time in the world.”