Conrad
I kneel between Maya’s legs, taking in every inch of her as she lies naked below me. God, I have missed my fiancée’s beautiful body.
“Are you just going to kneel there and stare at me?” she giggles, her cheeks flushing.
I chuckle, “Yes. I have missed you. I am admiring the view, let me have. Though still as beautiful as ever, you have lost weight, angel. Have you not been taking care of yourself?” I ask softly.
“I have been, but I lost the weight in the first couple of weeks I was away from you. I can’t seem to put it back on. You have lost some, too, my love.” She sighs.
“I know. I am working on it.” I smile.
“We can work on it together.” She suggests.
I nod, “Yes, I like the idea.”
“Me too, but for now, can you please get too.” She pouts.
I run my hands up her bare thighs. Maya moans loudly and closes her eyes. I tower over her and reach down, pressing my lips to hers in a passionate kiss. She wraps herself around me, kissing back. I part from the kiss and pin her hands above her head. I kiss over her neck, along her jawline and down her throat.
She whimpers, her head falling back, “I have missed your lips on my skin.”
I stare down at her, “I plan on kissing every single inch of you, angel before I do anything.”
A deep moan comes from deep in her throat. I peck her lips before I kiss down to her breasts. I massage them in my hands, swirling my tongue on her left nipple before gently sucking on it and moving to do the same to the other. She cries out, and her back arches, my name falling from her lips.
Her body seems as desperate for me as mine does her. I focus on her breasts for a moment and dance my lips down her ribs and over her hips. I leave a trail of small hickeys along her stomach. Her entire body shudders below me. I smirk against her skin. It’s good to know nothing has changed, and I still drive her crazy.
I skip by where she really needs me and instead concentrate on my lip on her inner thighs. Her skin heats under my lips. I kiss, bite and gently suck on them. I can feel the heat from her pussy radiate against me. I brush my fingers over her folds, and they are soon wet with her arousal.
“Oh God, please, Conrad. Please do not tease me. It has been too long already.” She protests through her small pants.
She has a point. I finally allow my lips to fall between her thighs. I kiss up and down her folds before covering her clit with my mouth. Fuck, she smells and tastes even better than she did before. I can’t help but groan against her. The vibrations against her make her cry out again. I circle my tongue on the small bud, and she fists the sheets.
“Fuck, Conrad, your mouth always feels so good on me.” She gasps.
I massage her thighs as my tongue explores every inch of her pussy. Her pussy is one of my favourite meals, and I didn’t realise how badly I was craving her sweet taste until now. I take advantage of every second, taking her sweetness in. I press a finger into her wet heat, followed by a second. Her hips rock against them.
I curl them inside her and stroke the sensitive flesh, letting my tongue reach every other part of her pussy where my fingers aren’t.
“Yes! Fuck! Conrad,” she cries out and tightens around my fingers.
I hope we aren’t disturbing any of the guests. I work my fingers quicker and with a little more force, but not too much to hurt her. It is what she needed to bring her over the edge. Her legs shake, and her back comes up from the bed. A shudder runs through her. Her pussy throbs around my fingers.
She squeals, and her warmth floods my fingers. She is making a hell of a mess, not only of my fingers but her thighs and the bedding. I encourage her through it and only stop when her body becomes weak under me. She is a hot, panting mess.
I drag my fingers and kneel again. Maya looks up at me with her glazed eyes and flushed face. I smirk and pop my two fingers into my mouth, sucking on them. I groan and curse at her taste, licking them clean. Maya’s eyes watch me closely, and she moans.
“Mmm, you always taste good. I have missed your sweetness in my mouth. You made a mess, angel. Haven’t you been pleasuring yourself?” I ask.
She shakes her head, “No, I haven’t been in the mood. You were the last person to touch me in such a manner.” She breathes out.
I reach down, kissing her. She doesn’t care when I kiss her after I have gone down on her. She snakes her arms around my neck, kissing back. I back away from the kiss but hoover over her.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart; I will make sure I give you everything you need and have been missing.” I rasp.
She nods eagerly. Her hand slides between us, and she rubs me through my boxers, “Do you want me to fix that for you.” She purrs.
“As much as I would love, it isn’t wanted I need, not right now. I need to bury myself deep in your pussy, baby girl, because my cock is throbbing for that feeling.” I stammer out, between my heavy breathing.
Maya rids me of my boxers, and I kick them away. I rest my hands on each side of her head on the pillow and tower over her.
“I love you so much. I am so happy we are together again, sweetheart. I don’t plan on ever letting you go again.” I whisper and caress her cheek.
She closes her eyes and moves into my touch, “I love you too, so much. No, please don’t even let me leave, or don’t you ever leave.”
“I promise. You are stuck with me forever.” I say brightly.
She grins, “I wouldn’t have it any other way. Please, make love to me now.” She begs.
I plan on doing that for at least the next hour. We have some time to make up for it. It has been two months, but it feels like we have been apart longer. It is something I will never let happen again, no matter what.