Chapter 115 Inside - Vincent

Chapter 115 Inside - Vincent
My favorite thing in this whole world is draped over my chest. I know she hates it being in the way when she sleeps, but I love the red curtain against my bare skin.
I should've done this a while back. Taken her away for a whole weekend, and she really seems to love the lake house too, especially during fall where the leaves are turning into browns and yellows and giving the lake house a whole new vibe.
Last night she was a little different after I told her about my mother's suicide.
My maternal grandmother used to say I got my mother's personality. Witty and stubborn, even as a kid. When I want something, I will work and do anything until I get it.
I have Lily. She's my wife, and we'll be married until the day one of us die. But do I really have her?
I think she likes me, but she despised that she has to be with me. I'm not her choice, and even though it pains me, she might never truly accept this marriage.
She became a little different last night, though. She laughed more, looked more relaxed in my company.
Maybe it's because I said she could paint anonymously. I didn't take art away from her. It's not something I would ever do.
I want her to be her. This infuriating girl who makes me angry and turns me on at the same time.
I want her to want me too.
I said we're sleeping in this weekend, but my internal clock woke me up some time ago. I love it though, I love waking up next to Lily with her hair in my face and her silk-clad ass in my crotch.
I didn't fuck her last night, though, she was a little too tipsy from the wine, but my dick is not understanding that assignment right now, and we do have a baby to make.
I peel the covers from her body, and her beautiful legs look absolutely perfect as I reveal them.
She moans, and turns on her back, her face turned away from me, but her legs are slightly open, and the cream silk nightgown she's wearing is riding up, revealing the lace panties she's wearing.
I'm gonna need to take her to Victoria's Secret myself, just so I can see her being paraded in all kinds of silk and lace for a whole hour.
I run my fingers over the lace covering her pussy. I love her body, and I selfishly don't want to share it with no baby, but unfortunately I don't have much say in the matter. If I want the protection of the Irish mafia, then I have to breed my little pussy until it bears fruit. I quickly take my boxer briefs off, my cock already hard and dripping precum, at just the thought of fucking her. I bend down at smell her pusssy, my tongue darting out to lick the lace.
I can somethimes be a man of little patience, and this morning I'm just that as I tear the scrap of lace hiding her from me, and I take her inner thighs in my hands to open up her legs so I can lick through her delectable slit, up to her clit and sucking it gently into my mouth.
"Mmmm." She moans again, and I love the sound as I lick into her pussy again, the smell of her getting wet enough to make me insane.
Fingers grab my hair, and she must be hungry for it, because she swivels her hips, riding her pussy on my tongue.
Lily is too passionate, I should've known she would end up loving sex, and I'm not mad about it.
Her green eyes are spitting fire when I lift my head and look up into her beautiful face, and I lick my lips, letting her know exactly how much I love her taste. Sex between us is usually explosive, but this time I kiss slowly up her slim belly, her tummy quivering as I lick into her navel befiore I go over to her tiny rose buds, sucking one deeply into my mouth.
She pulls my head away from her breast, and to her face, and I gladly kiss her, my tongue going into her warmth just as my cock slides through her wet folds. She moans into my mouth as I force myself into her tight heat until I'm fully sheathed insde her, those long legs clamping around my waist as I slowly pull back and again into her. I love how fucking wet she gets for me, how her heat is trying to steal my seed. Today I will give it to her, I will fuck her all day long so that her womb has no choice but to take it.
Lily's nails dig into my lower back, her tongue licking into my mouth while I fuck her nice and slow, the sound of me going inside her wetness erotic to my ears.
I pull my lips away from her while I slam into her hard, and her mouth is swollen and red, with her green eyes glittering like jewels.
"Do you like it hard?" I whisper against her lips as I pound into her, her walls tightening around me at the onslaught. "Or do want it slow like this?"
I slow down again, dragging my cock through her folds that seem to get wetter at my words. My mouth literally waters at the sensation of her wet pussy pulling me inside her snug channel.
I've been a patient man. I've given her space to get used to this situation, only fucking her here and there, but why am I denying myself this glorious pussy when she belongs to me? When I could lose myself in her every single day?
I drag my lips to her ear as she starts spasming around me. "Your time is up, from here on out, this pussy is mine. Every. Single. Fucking. Day."